Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1874-03-27
Number 48.

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Welding to her childish whims, and
shutting out everything youthful and
beautiful from her sight.
}, "Playing household angel" said
Margaret, scornfully.
j "Working for grandma's fortune of
old shoes and stockings" Lettie cruel
ly added.
i ''Doing her duty by the faithful 'wo-
man who had taken three motherless
children into her heart, and filled the
lost ones place, so far as God permit
ted" her own heart said, and steadily
she worked on.
The first of May brought invitations
to the last ball at the Bosworth house,
and while the two elder sisters laid
out the finery, Janet folded her tiny
missive, and hid it away next to her
\ heart as sacred bit of paper, bearing
:, Austin's firm, broad chirography upon
it.
/ The next night grandma was very
i'll, and when Margaret and Lettie
fluttered in with their gray dresses,
Janet met them and almost forcibly
put them out Of the room.
Il beg you, girls, to have a little re-
spect for grandma-she is very i'll to-
night"
"Nonesense. Don't be a fool, Janet;
anybody would think she was dying"
Il believe she is.
Their reply came in violent slam
of the door, and Janet was alone with
her patient.
The hours dragged YEARLY, and
overcome by her long, sleepless watches
Janet fell fast asleep.
Ewo hours later she awoke with
start, and in an instant she saw that a
dread change was visible in grandma's
face. e.
Like one in dream she walked to
her fathers room and awakened him.
''Grandma is worse. | believe her
dying. You must go for DR.. Berne.
You will find him at the ball. Go
'quickly."
She went back and sat there wearily
waiting-for a sound, a sign from the
dying woman; but none came Slow.
ly, but perceptibly, the lines settled
around the pleasant mouth, and the.
dark shadows crept over the pallid face,
but no sound issued from the pale lips.
Janet bent her head. There was a
faint futter-no more, and she clasped
her hands. Would grandma disappear
before her eyes and neverspeak word?
She caught the cold hand in her own
and cried aloud:
''Grandma! speak to me! speak to
your little Janet. Don't You hear me,
| grandma: 1880,
But grandma heard ho The
chilliness of death had settled down,
and even as she knelt there the spirit
fed. and Janet was alone.
She understood it all when she arose,
and sank back half fainting, in the arm
chair near the bed.
Janet, my poor darling''
She lifted her head. Austin Bos-
worth was leaning over her. ~
"My little girl: Why did you not
send me word tonight and let me share
your sorrow:'
"You Austin:'
"Yes. have | not. All, forgive
me. This is no time or place. l miss
ed YOU as have always missed you,
but thought it your pleasure to remain
at home. When your father came in
with white frightened face, and whis-
pered to DR.. Berne, | knew that you
were in trouble. | came at once, and,
Janet, | shall not again leave Jou." g,
She knew his meaning, and did not
put him away when he held her, close
in his arms, and drew her into the
parlor.
Margaret and Lettie coming in with
their faces borrow stricken, saw him
holding her in his arms, her tired
head resting wearily upon his should
er, and the proud Lettie said:
MIR. Bosworth-I am surprised!'
"Iou need not be; this is my privi-
lege now and forever
Three days afterward they gathered
in the same parlor to hear grandma's
will and testament read. After some
little directions, it said:
"And to my beloved nd-daughter,
Janet Leeds, | hequeth the Holmes es-
tate, together with my entire stock of
furniture and money, amounting to
ten thousand dollars"
Janet's father smiled upon his as
tonished and crest-fallen daughters.
ut was mothers whim! She never
desired it to be known. Therefore you
were ignorant Of the fact that she had
d dollar beyond the annuity that held
for her"
When six months later, Austin and
Janet were married, her elder sisters
dared to say that he married her for
her money. He knew better, and SO
did |.
g~"Wor-uk!" exclaimed North
Carolinian when offered job, ''do you
suppose | wor-uk when coon-tracks are
as thick as grass-blades?"
S@~The Congregationalist explains
what it means by ''lightning-bug pie
ty'-bright while it lasts, but cold and
soon out.