Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1878-06-12
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Miss Carney walked up the long
green lane on her way home from tea
party.
She wore a brown silk dress and a
brown bonnet, and carried a large
brown parasol in her hand. '2..-.-.l
The browns were of different shades,
and ran softly into each other, like tho
tints upon dove. 81, "a, fe..e-.. za..a.- e..
All the lines of her figure were smooth
and rounded. .-.-. ...-.f-..- r.r i.
She was very pretty old lady indeed,
and must have been very pretty girl,
though she was spinster, and people
who believed that all unmarried women
were left upon the boughs of single b1es-
sedness because they tempted nobody
to pluck them, must have owned that it
could not be so in her case. 2.'
Down the lane, coming towards her,
walked agentleman. ~
He was tall and broad. his hair was
grey, and his hat was grey; and his
summer suit was grey; his beard was
grey also. .-............. ...
He, oddly enough, was softly shaded
off like another sort of dove.
The green trees were all about them
both, the green grass beneath their
feet. The rose nodded over the fence.
If these had been two young people
instead Of two old people, one might
have fancied it q lovers rendezvous, but
they were old.
OF course there could be no romance
about them. Is. y ~
In the middle Of the lane, shaded
by great chestnut trees, stood an old
house. SIS -
Honeysuckle draped the porch. ra
There was an old-fashioned sweep to
the we'll. ' e = - 1ts* - - 4 q
1t was altogether thing of the past
no modern college Of architectural mys-
teries. It was SO oId-fashioned that it
two old people were young. Yes, when
their parents were born doubtless it
stood, by no means new house, just AS
it stood now. Shoes Z.
The pretty old lady in brown reached
the gate of this house first. 1E#A ~ 5@.
She lifted the latch and stood looking
down the road, thinking that it must be
that the handsome old gentleman in
grey had lost his way and would inquire
of her for the lane was no thoroughfare
because of a fence and a gate and sign,
with cali persons are forbidden to trespass
upon these grounds" nailed upon it.
The old lady's father had put up the
sign the day after the pedlar had stolen
all his pears. No neighbor minded it,
but strangers did. g4grEiTE0et&
So the old lady waited cautiously to
tell the stranger that he might take the
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chose.
"He walks like somebody I know.
Who can it be-" she asked herself.
Then she suddenly blushed and looked
prettier than ever. Yes, certainly, it
could not be because no one had desired
to pluck her that she remained faded
rose upon the branch-Miss Carney, not
Mrs. anybody. tr RI
On came the old gentleman in his
grey coat, and as he looked at the little
old lady he dotted his grey hat. 'o'or
Madam" he said, this is where
Mr.. Edward Carney used to live, know
Does he live here now"
But the old lady looked at him with
sudden start. 81 '"
"Oh!" she cried and added, "No, he
does not" -r--1 ~~-s,rv vrr-
HE is--" began the old gentle
man. -a. eP..-s 20 f'tlfg Il
g 1t is his tombstone that you can see
under the great willow in the high est
part of the churchyard," she said, point
ing through the trees He was eighty
when he d1edi' ls 41.E
"Time-hies fast" said the old gentle
man
"Fearfully fast" sighed the old la
dy. , .....
She was not looking at him now, but
at tn flowers in the borders at her feet.
''Mr. Carney was widower when I
knew him, and he had but one child
a daughter" said the old gentleman in
grey. 'She is living, is she not?" y r.
YES" said the old lady. ~ - = IL
"But she cannot be Miss Carney STILL
said the old gentleman.
but she Isl said the old lady, and
looked him in the face again.
Their eyes met. Hers were brown
and his We're grey. ~
people alter out Of knowledge in
forty years." said she; land how on
earth | came to know you'll don't know,
for you look like your own grandfather,
Mark Turner. --Hs1 III .FE z+tr
"Ask the old gentleman to walk in,
then, Miss Carney" said he; " for he
ought to be more weary than he used
to grow on the same road lifetime
ago, coming from the mill, you remem-
Der, Prisey, every Sunday evening"
/" Did you?' said she, pretending to
forget. ooh, yes! of course I'll ask
you to walk IN. Mr.. Turner .sra
She turned. He followed her. ss ID
They sat down in the parlor-one on
either side of the polished table.
Over it, between the windows, hung
the looking-glass with its narrow gilt
frame. 20 ass 80 So .ef II
The bookcase filled the recess.
On the mantle piece were some shell
flowers under glass. ..f.-..
There was the stiff sofa with the black
cushion ike a slice of huted column;
there were the six chairs to match, and
the claw-footed sideboard. -e.u +, han|