The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1875-04-16

pfcelc c~tught them UP anu Wnlfleu them
down the garden walk.
~ Will never receive her into my house
again. cast her out of my heart. as toss
her letter to the wind" aud aunt Elinor
sank back into the chair, and went TO
rocking furiously.
Professor Roder was walking slowly up
the village street, about that time, his head
bent down In study, as usual. and letter
which he had just cotton Mt the post-ofilce
still unopened In his hand. Just as he
reached Miss Elinors gate one OF the little
white squares of Nell's torn letter lighted
on his black-gloved hand. He looked at
Ii closely and read, Z" did not ever say
yes; answered him, you remember,
: Give me time.
The Professor recognized the writing
and the words. He stopped then and
picked up one or two other bits that lay nc
his feet. III told you did not love Pro.
fessor -, waiting only for a word
from the rightful lips" could
consent 10 become mother TO the man
whose t0ife gladly am ~
All, Professor, only tiny bits of the mo-
sale, but the whole tablet OF myc.eries is
understood now.
Very slowly walked the grave Profess
or up the garden path. Miss Elinor saw
his approach, and met him at the door, her
face aname with shame and Indignation.
Before any explanations madam"
said he. "allow me TO read this letter from
my son, received this morning !" and then
he seated himself, and read through twice
the announcement OF his sons marriage.
and the little plea of love and supplication
for forgiveness signed by both.
After long silence, in which the song
of the young robins in the cherry-trccs
outside sounded very sweet and near, the
Professor arose. and with his hat in his
hand. said MADAM. | think we have
both forgotten that spring-time and young
love 20 together. remember ii now. !
congratulate you upon the gain Of
nephew. Karl is a good boy. | in turn
await your congratulations. | have
daughter, and One whom | shall always
love dearly as such. Good morning!"
and taking his cane, the grave Professor
walked as slowly down the garden walk
and up the will &c street, and no one in
on the subject. He ans weed one or TWO
who questioned him, however, AS to the
whereabouts Of his son. my son and his
wife are abroad on their wedding tour.
hope TO see them upon their return
Aunt Elnor was not so forgivin2 to
the delinquents nor So reticent over her
wrongs. She declared TO every one she
knew that she never wanted To see either
of the runaways, and was so eloquent and
indignant over the whole affair shat il
quite ANNOYED the Professor at last.
''Ifyou will allow this matter TO rest,
madam" said he one day, II will for
get the efiense. and forgive the offend
ers :" and as the Professor was quite well
of in this worlds goods. and Karl his on
ly child, Aunt Elinor thought maybe it
would bta nest To say no more
The summer and winter that followed
her niece's departure seemed very Ions 20
Aunt Elinor. She had time 10 funk
now, and to feel that maybe she had iel.s
wrong i'm urging Nell's marriage 10 Tie
Professor. HE is an elderly mai"
thought she, land Nell WAS young
enough To consider him odd and used
to think Karl liked Nell. After ALL may
be Nell made the wisest choice only she
need not have done IL in such Disgrace
full Understanding away. No, | can
not forgive her. II the Professor chooses
to philosophize over It,, let him. | can't
overlook the AFFAIR."" and Miss Elinor al
ways ended her soliloquies with a warmth
of manner that forbade argument. But
as the winters snow melted away the re-
sentiment and unforgiving spirit In Aunt
Elinor's heart toward her niece gradually
thawed and grew softer and milder. IL
may be the Professors philosophy"
helped temper her anger at any rate. he
continued his visits at Miss Elinor's just
as usual. In spite OF the uncomfortable
recollections one would suppose the place
held for him he went regularly, until AT
last the village people began to whisper
their who knows" and ''you sees" and
all the rest of the prophetic words that
usually foretell change in the spirit of
NH Ila-a roll Iraarns MI fhnrafarsa M
one was very much astonished TO hear the
announce ment at last, that after Lent the
Professor would take up his abode alto
getherat Miss Elinor's, and that Miss Eli
nor In that case would sit In the Profess
sor's pew In the church, and preside at
her table as Mrs. Professor Roder."
Easter Sunday came early In April that
year, and the old robins in the cherry-trees
were just beginning to twitter about
building their nests, when late on Satur-
day evening. as Miss Einor and the Pro-
fessor sat in her little sitting-room plan
ming their short wedding trip, which was
to be taken the following week. a timid
knock at the door was heard. Miss
Elinor arose and opened IL and beheld be-
fore her on the doorstep a little oval-shapsd
basket.
''What Is II ~ asked the Professor COM
ing forward with the lamp. An April
joke, suppose"
"Oh no. An Easter Offering" read
Miss Enor from the card alta he'd TO the
basket. .'Somc one has sent flowers for
the church. | suppose" she continued,
kneeling down to open the basket as she
spoke.
The lid came off then. and there lay the
sweetest. cunningest little babe, who
opened his great, brown eyes aud smiled
up into Miss Elinor's face.
= What does this mean?' gasped the
Profess or. nearly dropping the lamp in
his astonishment.
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