The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1875-12-29

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in her beautiful hair, was walking m
% church.
Little Rose Floy happened along
on her way home from school 20
there she stood, never minding how
her long. light carls were being
blown about 10 the wind, nor that
her bonnet had fallen back upon her
shoulders. o that she was being ei-
bowed BIZ greasy Tom Boggs who
drew bis Gshy basket (he was a
butchers bow across Der delicate
piak iress. Never minding any
thing. but with her mouth wide
aeane. Ike tie rest, following VAIN
Der y the Singing white lazy
that sweit up the high steps into tue
church
Through the opea doors Coated the
sound Of the organ, and presently,
,bongb never able % tell just how,
Rose found herself away ID the front
of the altar. Everybody was look
inc At the bride, so Rose bad a
chance 10 slip behind the long, how-
iog curtains of q window near by be-
fore ANYBODY saw her. Here, from
her snug little lookout, Rose pecped
and admired.
Around ,he bride stood a great
many ladies and gentlemen, AID the
ladies' dresses were most splendid to
behold. Some were soft blue, some
were rose pink, others were delicste
pearl color and gold.
By and by, when they all koelt
down. and The beautiful pinks, and
blues. aud pearls, and Colds paffSd
no from the floor, ell il waves, Rose
thought it was 2 fairy ring, such as
she bad read about in her story
books.
The great pyramids Of flowers,
that stood by the altar, drenched
Rose with such foods Of perfume,
that she began to feel drowsy. The
rga sounded fainter and fainter
and further away, and the fairy ring,
with the bride. all 10 white, kneeliug
in the middle, faded cut Of Roses
eyes.
Mrs. Floy was ia the greatest dis
tress.
Where can Rose be-" she said
and she had certainly asked the ques
tion q hundred times before.
go over TO school Bridget" shi
said. ',and find out what has becomi
Of her"
So Bridget went, and poor, pale
sick Mrs. Floy, who was a widow
aud had only little Rose left to be
in all the world to love, sank bacl
on her sofa and couDted the long min
utes til Bridget came back.
Poor woman. she could hardll
bear Rose out OF Der sight, an,
would never have sent her to school
had it not been for a equity old uncle
who would say, stamping furiOusl,
with his cane on the Aoor:
POUNDS, ma'am. do you mean t
keep Rose tied to your apron string
all her life? Are you going TO max
a milksop cut Of a Floy, and an ig
noramus, ma'amt"
Roses mother was very neryou:
and so, at last worn out by thi
dreadful, racketting old man wit.
bis everlasting "ma'ams," aad hi
thumDing cane, she sent Rose 4
school.
Bridget did not come back, an,
she could lie still no longer. So sh,
tied on her bonnet, and pinned hel
shawl with her weak, trembling fin.
gers, and crept feebly down stairs
She was a long time undoi1g the
street. door. and then she would have
fallen, had it not been for Bridget
who was coming up the steps. They
had TO put her TO bed and bring ben
10 with vinegar and salts. Bot ber
her eyes did not open till there came
a ring at the door.
There she is" cried she, starting
up, and she listened, breathless. for
Roses dear voice, and the sound Of
her patiering footsteps.
Stump, stump, stump, came 8
heavy tread up the stairs, and into
her room Ii was the horrible uncle
and be began IN his horrible way
POUNDS, ma'am! What's all thi:
about? Rose lost? What does thai
mean p
1T means" said Roses mother
%fnriously, that you have robbed m,
of my only treasure. If it had no
been for you it would never hav,
happened"
"Hoity-toity :" said Roses uncle
and be sat a moment thinking
Bridget" said he, ''clap on YOU.
street gear again, and be OFF to th.
city crier's. Five hundred dollar
reward 10 whoever brings the chilt
back allie and well. DO YOU hear?
For Bridget stood staring and say
ing:
Five hundred dollars reward
1--we hundred-yes, your honor" SD
answered to bis last question. "An
shall | tell him that then %
"Of course" growled the govt
uncle "and don't let the grass gro,
under your feet"
So of darted Bridget, saving owe
again Five hundred dollars, fv
hundred dollars :" in a tone of wor
der.
And the equity uncle thumped hi
cane aud ragged like a lion in hi
cage, for underneath the crusty par
Of him was a big, soft heart, tina
loved bis little niece Rose more tha
anybody knew.
The crier whipped up his round
lazy horse, and started of in bis big.
n seated gig. At every corner b
rang his braZen faced bell like wild
fire. and shouted in his round, roll
ing voice:
Five hundred dollars reward
Lost, lost lost! A little girl. wit
long, light eurls, and a bonnet wit
blue strings; with one thumb don
up in a cot and a mole one inch bac
of her left al Five hundred dollar
reward TO anybody that brings he
back safe and sound-fve hnndre
dollars reward
Tony Ketchum, with his pile {
papers under bis arm. just damp fror
the press, listened to the crier at on
of his corners.
"Would'n | like TO find that ,er