Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1878-04-17
good. I'll never forget you-never

good. I'll never forget you-never
Oh--what's your name?"
Felicia-Felicia Mallows. Good
bye, dear and don't forget that the wind
IN the chimney never Gays Alone
when two people who care for each
other are together" Then they said
goodbye. (" I shall come az ain if [ can
before | leave" declared Miss Mallows
Ola Sally, coming up to hasten her
movements, was astonished to see the
two exchanged kiss.
Why, whatever she done to the Gre
tur?" she muttered, as the pony-wagon
rolled away. "She looks twice as alive
as she did before they came"
We drop a tiny seed into the ground,
or we watch a winged messenger detach
itself from the parent plant and float
| away on its separate errand, and we are
scarcely conscious that with the act a
new sequence of energies and POSSIBLE
lt1es began, and the world is the richer
for 81 fresh point of growth. Felicia
MalOws had no chance for another visit
to the Dalrymple farm that autumn,
and it was two years before she saw it
again, during which time the image of
the oddly circumstanced little bride
faded into dim distance, as images will
IN this Overcrowded world. Another
visit to Patunxet revived it into sudden
life.
Whatever became of that little
neighbor of yours who married young
girl?" she asked Mrs. Lenox. ct was
when [ was last here. She was sick.
Don't you recollect our going there ?"
Yes, now that you recall it, l do;
and the unconscionable time you staid
up stairs in her bedroom. Ibeleve she
is well. Her baby was baptized q few
Sundays ago"
Have they babv?"
Yes; a little girl. By-the-way-"
Mrs. LenoX was called off, and did not
finish her sentence. Next day Miss
Mallows borrowed the pony-wagon for
81 solitary drive.
g. want to see my little friend Mrs.
Da rymple," she explained land sup
posing her to be up stairs, you might get
tired of old Sally"
"Thank you, my dear, | should. You
are welcome to the pony
1t was a September as mild as June;
and when Miss Mallows drove through
the farm gate, she saw it's mistress sit
ting in the porch, her sleeping baby in
It's wagon beside her and her sewing in
her hands. She dropped it with start
of JOY when she caught sight of her
guest.
at is vou '' she cried. ooh, am
so glad! !"
Is there any flattery equal to that
"you?"
You haven't forgotten me, then ?"
said Felicia.
"Oh no; how could forget? You
came when was all sick and miserable,
and lifted me right out of it. There's
never been day since when | haven't
thought of you"
"Then you are sick and miserable no
longer?" said Miss Mallows. with sec
ond kiss. "That is happy news"
Oh, no; am quite contented now.
David is ever so good to me, and |
think more of him every day. And
then there's my baby"
=" Let me see her What sweet lit
tie face '
Isn't it?' with an exultant smile.
"And she's much prettier with her eyes
open. They're not blue; they're dark
gray like her fathers, and just lovely
And named her after you. Felicia
Davida that's her name, How [ wish
be was here I've told him heaps about
you. He's over in the field yonder with
the hay-cutters. They do twice as well
if he sits by and looks after them"
Dear Mrs. Dalrymple, how glad I
am to see you again ! And to think of
naming your baby after me !"
"Oh, I wanted to. You were so good
to me that day. All you said to me
came true. l couldn't think more of
David than do now if he was as tall as
Goliath. He's little, but he's got the
biggest heart.-That's right, baby: wake
up, and tell the lady that papa is the
best man in the world. He is, isn't he Z?
Did you hear her? She said yes. "-Hn-
per's Basar.