Weekly Trinity journal., 1876-07-22
NUMBER 80.

finished stockings on the four needles,
and rose with offended dignity
Moses in the bulrushes Beg par
don, Miss Hitchins, but rs true us my
name is Daniel Kileore, this is my faith
er's handwriting. just listen;
Il, Ebenezer Kilgore, OF sound mind,
do, on my death. bed, beqdeathed 10 my
only son Daniel all the property whereof
/ may die possessed, provided that said
Daniel does not marry Hester Ann Rog-
ers.
"Should no marry the bonnet-girl
aforesaid, this will shall be null and void
otherwise it shall remain in full force"
And here are witnesses, and there is
the date, three months later than that of
the other will. Jerusale !and, pausing
for want of breath, Daniel turned toward
Miss Hitchins, who stood trembling be-
hind her needles like thorn bush agi-
1ted by the wind.
"Ofan things y she gasped, sinking
down upou the d d,or->tep. AMI that Il
what came out of those rags in the u tic
which Mrs. Getchell said hadn't been
picked over since she moved into tho
house. Oh I'm all of Autter ~
"Can't l kind o. steady you - said
Daniel, tenderly, crooking his elbow into
an awkward resemblance TO photo
graper's head .rester. But tho plud sh
Patience moved away, and leaned er
bewildered head against the senseless
door-post.
you ought to have the best right to
your own fathers property, I'm sure,
and I'm glad you've got what belongs TO
you but dear, dear, what'll Mrs. Getch-
ell think ? I've as good as taken tho
bread out ol her mouth, and she was like
AN aunt to mo !"
"That's pleasant, do let me be your
aunt" pleaded Daniel, smoothing Miss
Patence's smooth locks 81 clumsily that
hcr back comb tell, aud with it the neat
little knob OF hnir il fastened.
"Oh, my head, my head !" cried Miss
Hitchins, starting up in frantic hnste
must 60 in, I'm going To have one of my
spells ~
"Don't yet" urged Daniel, securing
her hands In his--a measure suggested
by prudence ms we'll MS sentiment. for the
needles seemed fairly alive with excite
| 4 Ii
Are you ut liberty, disposed, aud will
you--"
"Oh, my heart Oh, I've such a pal
pitation !" gasped Patience.
"Thank Fortune ~ criod Daniel, &C.
statically, disenrobing her face, which
she had buried IN the blnck stockings
IL was coming to that directly ! It's Just
what ] want to have. I've suffered with
il all my life p
Coming into the kitchen few minutes
later to set tho bread 10 rise," Mrs.
Mosely stood transhxed with a.tonish-
ment Mt sight OF Daniel stanchng Miss
Patienoe's ready flow OF tears with his
red bandanna; and when he followed
this audacious net by boldly pilowing
her camphorated head on his shoulder,
the bewildered matron was agnin hoard
To say she she should give up"
Hester Ann Rogers, " the bonnet girl"
aforesaid, said the same Il week later,
when she WAS commissioned to make
| Dat IeiI La LaI lnf ,F IA
she gave il melancholy effect, bnt 1t
suited the wearer all the better for that.
On her wedding day, Miss Hitchins
cast aside her brown striped dre.s tol ono
of lighter hue, and in the fresh glory o' u
green veil the Jack lin tie pu pit y was
transformed into the % mourning BRIDE"
OF course she had enough legaId for APP
pcarances TO weep daring the ere nony I;
but, II was not in human nature 10 To-
main long fearful ~ the sunshine OF Dam
iel's presence; for II ever perfect satislac-
tion was seen in this world, II beamed
from his face that day. This Satisfaction
was greatly increased by the fnct that
Mrs. Getchell was present ut the wedding
and greeted her niece most warmly--ey-
en- congraiulating her on the discovery
OF the will, and declaring that she herself
was too old To have the care of Il farm
Mrs Mosely made the cake-which to
the qualification Of The bride was little
heavy--but she protests that there is not
the least truth in the report that she made
the match.