The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1878-04-16

after all and isn't that Monarch of
Milking Lane" lovely? I read little
bit Of it when was busting the parlor,
miss"
Well, to go back to naughty Barbara,
standing by the window, and gazing out
into the street.
Oh, how my heart ached! How sorry
was for quarreling with my dear, good,
splendid Anthony! The first thing this
morning, my birthday morning; last
year was scarcely through my break
fast when he came, bringing me the
loveliest set of pearls-he will get my
cruel letter, and then, before I can send
another to beg him to forgive me, he will
have started for that dreadful place
away off goodness knows where.
What possessed me-" I said to N.Y.
self, wringing my hands in despair,
"silly, wicked little thing that I am, to
break my own heart and wound him so
deeply? He loves me, I know he loves
me dearly, and he never, never, never
would have firted had not set the ex-
ample" and heaved a deep sigh, which
was Immediately echoed behind me, and
turning, saw Nellie laying the table
for dinner, with a most woe-begone ex-
preston on her round rosy face; and as l
turned toward her, two frightened, i'm
ploring gray eyes met mine. For mo-
ment forgot my own trouble.
"Why, Nellie, what is the matter
with your l asked.
con dear! oh dear! how can l tell
you: And out of this house I must 90
as soon as you know. And I love your
ma, and 1 almost love your pa, and
adore all the rest of you. Oh! oh! ohr'
bursting into sobs and tears.
Take down your apron this minute u
said firmly, Sand tell me what you
have been doing time"
"Well, MISS" said Nellie, giving a
great gulp, and coming and standing be-
fore me, "you know, miss, last evening
l went to the village, and it was an
elegant moonlight night, miss; and, oh =!
miss -twining and untwing her fingers
nervously-"I can't bear to 60 out into
a cold and heartless world. What shall
l do? what shall do%'
"Go on" said l.
"And 1 got my paper-We Weekly
Roarer Auis, you know, where they're
printing The Vow of the Glass Fiend
or, The Glittering, Cleaning Girandole,
And OIL miss, what shall l do?'
eco on" said I.
"And ] opened the paper in the store
just to see how Stephanyer Alveretter
got out of the enchanted cave, and /
came out into the road a-reading it.
Oh, miss it's most awful interesting! "
And Nellie, completely carried away by
her subject, unclasped her hands, and
continued in as bass voice as she could
assume, "The dragon belched forth
streams of fire." And then suddenly
changing to a high, shrill tone, Cru.
dolfer sprang between her and the mon
ster-r-r. Saved, saved, saved she
CRIED" cried Nellie, at the top Of her
voice, entirely lost to everything but the
"most awful interesting" story.
"Good heavens! Nell" said I, "you
will have me tumbling down stairs,
thinking it's tramps. Forget the 'Glass
Fiend,' or whatever it is, for few mo-
ments, and finish your own story"
The frightened look came back into
Nelps face. "Well, MISS" she said,
slowly, 81 got nay paper, and, oh!
miss"
$50 on!" said I, stamping my foot
l had made up my mind never to stamp
my foot again, but the girl was so pro,
voking.
"And, miss with desperate calm.
ness" forgot to post your letter."
flung my arms around her and gave
her a hug and a kiss, promised her q
whole years subscription to the village
circulating library, and left her with
round eyes and mouth wide open in
wonder, while I flew to the door tc
answer the ring Of
"Barbara, Darling" said he.
Anthony DITTO" said I.-Harper'
, Ueeklu.