The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-12-06
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lember sunset. and watched the hand.
some carriage as it rolled away. her
brown eyes like stars, flush 10 her
cheeks a. vivid as the heart in the
summer roses that grew along The
hedge.
Down the little, winding footpath.
leading from the bold spur on which
The parish church stood, came her
T father, the rector Of st. Ives. The
girl saw him, and the pretty carna.
tien in ber cheeks deepened. Toss
ipg aside the danny biz of embroid-
cry she had in her bands, she open
ed the wicket, aud ran to meet him
"Oh papa, papa" she cried, catch
| ing him by both hands, Il am so
glad you have comet
Mr.. AFbuthuot bent down and
kissed the excited young face. She
was his only daughter, the daughter
of the fair, young wife, who had died
in the bloom of heT sweet woman
bocd, and lsy buried up there in the
little cburcbyard, on the green slope
that looked westward to the Blue
Ridge; for our story is story Of the
Old Dominion.
We'll, my little one, what has
hsppened!" be asked, reading the in-
nocent face at a glance. There's
something wonderful TO tell me, |
see; what is it.'
Blusbing and dimpling Janet point
ed toward the carriage, which was
Just entering the park gate, at Hard
gicke Hall, the great place of the
neighborhood
They've gone only few minutes
since, papa" she said, her voice
iremulous with happy excitement,
Eugene Hardwicke aud Lillian
They made me g long visit, aud
brought me some lovely, dollhouse
flowers And, Oh, papa, Mrs Hard
sicke gives a ball on the l0tb, and
Lillian came to invite me. Nav |
go:n
TIE old rector SIP bed, as he caress-
ed The bright, young bead If only
be could see bis way clearly Eugene
Hardwieke was a fiae, handsome,
Young fellow, and for some time had
been quite devoted 10 Janet Every
other night found him ut the quiet
old Rectorv, and Janet was growing
interested IN him, aud learned to
alch eagerly for bis coming. If the
young man was siucese 10 his atten-
iIcns, 1t would be a tBe match for
Janet; bat young men, as rule
we're fickle, and the match was really
TOO great a one to hope for, even for
Janet
Papa, may | 90 :"
"My hule girl, I'm a: loss what
20 say. Harawlcke Halls a grand
place, and tbere'lI be Q great many
grand folks st The place. Hadn't
INV ilIlie 0rowh-haired wren better
STAY at home in her secure nest ~
''Oh, papa, only for once! 1 never
was al bail IN mv life But | eau
dance quite well, Tor Mrs Hard wicke
sald so herself ben / danced al the
Nav party And, papa, I've saved
ever - much money from embrOld--
cry. Why, Margery gOL the silver
p5uch-bJWl almost full Of change
aud have earned every pea:
nv. Msy | get sniee, white muslin,
aud IFIm il wilh mamuas woader!ui
Old laeet And Oh. papa, may get
that set oi PINK eOrais We saw IL
Dofrafeld's in town, the other day
Mr.. ArbuIbn0l bad never denied
bis dang bIer a pleasure 10 her HE,
and be could mol deny ner now.
Yes, Janet yca may get the pink
coFals, and yon may 60 TO TIE bal
be aaid. "log are a good, ihdustrl'
ous'child, and can't ind ii N my
heart to spoil your pleasure
Janet kissed him IN rapturous de-
light, and flew back % the house, to
,en Margery The good news, and TO
count over her precious bard earn
IDgs.
There's just enough, Miss Janet, ="
said The ofd woman-Nh was q
faithful servant aud tender foster
mother 10 one-w hen the contents vi
the silver bowl Lad been counted;
.Just enough 10 buy nice muslin,
aud some rose ribnons, a0a tue pink
cora.s. Wen go down on Wednes-
dsy and get them; and Ill get Mrs.
Petugrew TO eome and help Us with
the fuunces And Won't my bairnie
look sweet, There'Il not be q grand
lady at lDe Hail one-haif 50 preIty-H 2
Jane. eoall alpost have cried in
her lnuocent delight. " hen the sun
Was dowo, and twilight tell over toe
quaint, old house, she weat up tie
nill to tue ebGroh-yaFd, ss was her
custom. Midway the ascent, tall
figure aGjoIned her.
lis it YOU, janet
Yes, Mr.. Hardwieke, it is l. f"
He Iovs her haES and drew II an
der his arm
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