The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1875-11-08

ing same as l have hundreds of times, like
a Jolly miller should. And so you've never
given him any encouragement, eh?'
..Never, uncle, cried Indignantly; and
in spite of all could do, the tears would
gather in my eyes, and one fell pat on the
bread and butter between which / was lay
Ing slices of meat.
why, you wicked young fbster,' he
cried, laughing, every look out of those
eyes is an encouragement; every wave of
that sunny brown hair; there's an encour
aging dimple in that cheek, another in that,
and one in your chin. Why, pussy, pussy,
you are wicked little encouragement to
all the young men for miles around-from
top to toe-and l don't wonder at Parson
saying what he did
What did Mr.. Wilson say?' I cried Gag
erly, for loved our dear old gentle clergy |
man.
What did he say?' laughed uncle placing
his great hand under my chin and looking
me full in the face; why, that he should for
bid YOU the church-have you locked out,
because the lads were all staring at you in
stead of listening to the sermon.
It's all nonsense I said angrily, for
I'm sure never thought l was nice look-
ing, and what uncle said seemed to trouble
me.
It's all nonsense, too, about John Elem
ing, suppose said my uncle, watching
me very narrowly Wonderful how fond
| that chaps got of me latelyo
| HAS he uncle?' / said, bending over the
sandwiches.
! HAS he? Yes, he has; he calls whenever
| he's going into the town, to see if he can
do anything for me; calls of an evening TO
ask how the horses are; calls of morning
to tell me the price of wheat; hang him,
he's always calling, he's SO fond of me-el,
Nelly? You've seen it. haven't your
I-Tve--I think I've seen that Mr..
Fleming does come very often, uncle
said, and know my neck grew scarlet as |.
tied the sandwiches up in a little pocket,
and though l tried SO hard l kept getting
more confused-the more so that l knew
dear uncle was watching me narrowly.
yes he said drily, i should think you
had, and he sighed gently. Nelly, my lit
tie lasse,' he said, taking me once more IN
his arms, and speaking very seriously, ''it's
all very natural and don't murmur, though
it'll be black day for the old mill when
my darling's taken away.
'Oh, unce"'
Eyes, say when my darlings taken
away; but don't be in hurry, my child.
All isn't gold that glitters; many good,
true little heart has been won by hand
, some face and smooth words, when, if that
good, true little heart had the wisdom to
see it, there has been sterling worth and q
more faithful love hidden behind some rough
, outside. 1t ism the ruddest apple in the
: orchard, that's tie best. Nelly. There's
many a better one with a rough skin, that:
better tasted and firm and sound, wher,
your handsome. streaky fruits bitter, mealy
and rotten at the core
| couldn't help it now But burst int,
tears.
Has Nell Murray said anything to you
. lassie?'
No, uncle said angrily, land if h
did, l.
y should say no to him-eh, lassie?'
Yes, uncl,, of course | exclaimed; bu
!! all the same NY heart kept beating strange
ly.
d Pm plain blunt man, my dear,
said 'and tell you I'm sorry for it. Olive
y Murray a staunch, true man, well-to de
and as open and honest rs the day. Hu
y Fleming said anything to your
didn't answer. | Couldn't was chol
ing.
|
"Well, my dear, il must come, | suppos,
some day; but don't hurry. l won't thw"l
you in your wishes, but if l must lose yo
some day, should like to feel that you
gone to happy home
@. hardly know what followed, only that
threw my arms around his neck and ws
sobbing on the honest, broad old breas
where had so often cried myself to slee]
| l. So Il lsy
\. little orphan, years before. to his own wi,
'~ owed home, where he had shared his lo'
between me and his own child. cousin Phi
he ip. ever since. | know | sobbed and erie
as if my heart would break, as | told hi
ot again and again that | loved no one b
Philip and him, and that l never, new
wished to go away from the dear old mill
- was in the midst of one of my me
passionate protestations, when some o
Int cried
Halo! what's the natter
ad turned hastily away. for thore W
Philip. with his fresh. young, eager Fl
~ and wide-open eyes at the door. fasseni
. his pony's bride to the ring, while he ca
in TO fetch his sandwiches and the pu
which had made for him to carry
. school.
'l1aIo. ne Salu akatu. "n1A . sAe AAsssA
has cousin Nelly cut herself
re Here said uncle grufay. 'yeu take ye
.ou dinner. sir. and be off. You'll be la'e.'
.Oh. no. shan't. father. cried the boy
al Then you'll be galloping the pony all
the way. you dog said uncle, Now 10
Sc. here, Phil, you are going mad over Il
,ck pony. You cantered across the low mes
ow las, night
=. Yes, father said the boy, hanging
his head.
air And you got jumping the disch-n
oes don't deny it, sir; there are the hoof maj
Use in the soft turf
md 4 wasn't going to deny it, father. 8
of the boy frankly. 1T was only . little dit
tile and Jack Sanders said couldn't
OH said uncle sharply; but know
and looked pleased the while; and SO. then
nd Jack Sanders or any other ehuckled- hea'
-" fellow dares you to do anything You r.
he break your neck. ehs Now be of TO scho
ire. ssAu right. father cried the boys.
Ain. the minute AMER there was tramp.ins
the pony's hoofs outside. and with my {
,c, now dried walked with uncle round to