Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1874-02-24

my grandchildren growing up about me,
and am IN my right place. chouIdnt I
be contented to leave everything and 60
of 10 new country TO begin the world
over again. as it were. l am too old an
oak to be lransplanted.
Well, after that Mr.. Averill might have
talked till he was al the age OF MeIhuse'
lab. Aunt Augusta had made up her
mind. and an earthquake cobldn't shake
it.
SO Mr.. Ayerill again wsnt away alone.
"Well, Amelia, Augusta wouldn't have
3 word to say to me-" said he, walking in
upon mother aud me as we sat at supper
a few evenings after. mot a word"
IL want 10 know il that is So" cried
mother, flultering up after another plate
aud knile LAY your oyercoat right of
and sit by and have cup of tea with US.
Augusta always was decided. and you
couldn't turn her alter she got her mind
liked. She wouldn't keep you waiting
long for your answer. either. Well. it is
likely it is Tor the BEST we will hope So"
pursued mother. reaching over 10 put an
extra lump of sugar in Mr.. Ayeriil's cup.
as though to sweeten life il possible for
him.
ut serves me right in taking it Tor
granted that Augusta understood my IN
ten,ions. must haze been self
concciled, inconsiderate fool. But it
seems hard that q person can't work his
way out OF blunder in whole lifetime
Mother looked iull of sympathy, and
dropped another lump OF sugar in Mr.
Averirs cup. To my astonishment he
seemed to relish it the better. as if lie
were growing sweeler aud sweeter.
Mother and Mr.. Averill sat up late
that night; SO late that rs | had had u
hard day, l went of 10 bed and left them
talking over old times aud purring like u
couple OF cats by the kitchen fire.
Alter breakfast the next morning,
mother followed me into the hall when |
started for the office.
II want to speak with you. Elwell.
Just minute" said she. stroking my
coat. sleeve. TREMENDOUSLY. "What should
you say to my going back to California
along with Mr.. Averil !"
You, motherl" | cried, feeling as
though the world had tumbled of its
axis. why, it is Aunt Augusta he
wants 1t is Augusta, or nobody? ?"
Yes. So it was" returned mother,
humbIy. "but Sam says seem more like
Augusta, a5 she used TO be, than she
does herself. To tell you the truth, FL
WE'LL" continued mother, humber still,
IL suppose it wouldn't have taken much
10 turn ne toward Sam in my young
days; always thought the world and all
oil him; but he seemed 10 take rather
more TO Augusta. She was always nine.
teen 10 tho dozen, and never could hold
my own against her. And then your
father. lie came along, and l never was
sorry it happened as il did. But tnow you
don'l need me. and Sam and have about
concluded 10 make arrangements. only /
told him | must have talk with you
first and get your advice
Get my advice Dear little mother !!
[ was not idiotic enough to offer it if ]
had any advice to give. So she and Mr..
Ayerill went on and made arrange.
ments.n
Which arrangements were that that
day two weeks. after quiet wedding at
the minister's, they started off Tor Cali
lornia together. 10 begin lilc anew on
each others account. as Ulithe and joyous
a. Two birds on the wing..-From The
AIdit,e for February.