Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-05-06

The room, ind made his way direct TO
4 the COLLAR door. he opened il softly.
closed it carefully behind him, and went
slowly down the steps. The bull'seye
Of the furnace glared at him ~ II the
genius pf fire within was bent upon some
spree Of his own one OF these days; he
heard squeak, squeak, squeak, q little
oil in tho dim distance, and followed
the mysterious noise, confident il had
something to do with that problem he
was bent upon solving. He walked on
tiptoe, passing many oeal bin heaped
10 the top with coal; his locks brushed
| many ham and tongue and juicy bit of
bacon; he saW many . hanging shelf
Ausd with Chrlstmas cheer; it was ct to
soften the hedft Of this young scion Of
noble but impoverished house. The
sQueaking noise became more and more
distinct. Ho turned the corner OF
preserve closet, and suddenly he stood
still. because he couldn't go on; his feet
stopped; his pulse almost ceased TO beat;
he saw something that sent the blood
flying to his heart-that perfldiously
false yet faithful heart. He saw the slim
little figure OF woman perched upon an
old broken hen-coop, her black dress
tucked up out of the water that escaped
from half a dozen freezers around her;
her little right hand turning one freezer,
her little left hand turning another; her
soft silky yellow hair all fuffed about
her pretty head-that yellow hair that
would match exactly with the exquisite
color gof the one holding the place of
honor among all his locks OF hair; her
sweet lips parted with anxiety for the
fate of the cream, as they had parted |
long ego with far deeper and warmer
anxiety-those sweet, sweet lips Gould |
IL bet oh, was IL his own little Sally
his one, only Sally, the pure idol Of his |
boyish lover Oh, what divine, rapturous
problem was this given him to solvei
q That pumping apparatus about his
heart began to work again with will.
he crept around the preserve chest, be-
tween the freezers, and putting one hand
upon Sally's lips, with the other drew
her close upon his heart
y d" Hush, darling" he whispered; cit
is Q L-Win-your own faithful Will.
Oh, Sally Sally !" ,r,,r4...... ....|
Her little falling head he caught in
time, and kissed her fainting lips 70 life.
He said more in minute to Sally than
he had whispered all the night above.
He decided her fate and his own in the
twinklipg of an eye, and unblushingly
believed he was but fulfilling all the
VOWS Of long ago under the walnut tree.
As for SAlly-shy, trembling Sally-she
was in Q rapture of .bewilderment, of joy
and bliss, that is sseldom reached by NOR
tals, until suddenly the cellar door
opened; then, indeed, the crimson in
Sally's, cheeks paled, the stentorian
Whisper Of Mrs. Crane was heard upon !
The steps: 4t'..-.-' t'a Ia!
must he jest right now. It's bin
5urnin', you know, long enough now;
y kin set by, and Sally might jest as {
we'll Is not hev little fun. lay
,pyshing ' ha s it's jest the primest stuff you
! H!Tha cream is spoiled" whispered
33ally, her big. loving, fearful, happy eyes |
ipon Wills.
j" Notaa bit of it," said her compan- !
on, And although that cream wss GER +
sinly lumpy and little soft. Will de- 9
fared it tie best he ever tasted, or would G
aste for.the remainder OF his life; and 8
IS the cream was made for him, what I
lid it matter9 4. a..up .u.
Angelica, having plenty of strings to j
Ter bow, didn't mourn over it griev- t
usly; but poor Mrs. Crane from that t
ime forward bought her cream at Tow +
er's, 80 4