Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1878-03-21

your poor, dear papa always brought me
up in the expectation that some day Nor
ton Place would be OURS And for him
to step ina selfish, domineering, heart
less"
"But, mamma darling, you have never
seen him."
IF be had had solitary instinct of the
gentleman about him, he would have in
vited us all to make our home at Morton
Place for the rest Of our days.
Helen lifted her eyebrows shrewdly.
eff we had gained the lawsuit, mamma,
I don't think you would have invited
Cousin Walter to make it his home at
Norton
"Go and get your knitting. Helen,"
said Mrs. Clifford, petulantly.
And Helen silently obeyed.
Pretty Bosamond Clifford cried a little
under her veil, as she b, rried along the
streets, because her efforts to gain live
lihood were so little appreciated by her
mother; but it was nothing more serious
than the sparkle of summers shower,
and when she entered the railed-of COM
partment at the exhibition, where her sew
ing machines stood, the sweet, dimpling
smile had come back to her lips once
again.
"You.e little late this morning, Miss
Clifford" was the comment of her employ
er. 1.-TWO or three people have inquired
about the new patent attachment al
ready"
So Rosamond sat down, heart and
hands alike occupied with the business
of the hour, entirely unconscious that she
herself was the prettiest object in the
place:
Suddenly the sound of a gentleman's
voice close to her ear made her start.
"See here, Morton, you arc interested
in this new improvement, as you are o.
ing to supply the industrial schools at
you. Wy with sewing machines. It is
really the best thing out"
And Rosamend, glancing up through
her long eyelashes, saw tall, wel.-made
gentleman, with bright brown eyes, chest
nut locks, and grave, pleasant mouth,
and heard him introduced to her en-
ployer as "Sir Walter Morton, of Morton
Place, Staffordshire."
The veritable Cousin Walter-the mys-
terious wonder of her youth and child
hood-and Rosamond felt her heart
throbbing a pulse or two faster, as the
brown, clear eyes fell upon her face.
"Miss Clifford, will you be kind enough
to run a strip of cloth through the ma
chine Then, sir, you will perceive the man.
ifest improvement in this latest attch-
ment.
But the stranger was looking, not at
the little silver plate and glancing wheel
but the fair, flushed face which bent over
them.
"Gifford p he repeated slowly. II have
cousins by the name of Clifford"
"And l am one of those cousins" said
Rosamond, courteously.: 'There-you
turn this screw little, and it relieves the
tension at once, thereby improving tho
stitch for"
"Allow me to claim relationship, then >
and Sir Walter Morton frankly held out
his hand. Rosamond hesitated an instant.
Her mother would have haughtily re-
pulsed the overtures of friendship; but
she and her mother had always held diff
ferent theories on the subject of Sir Wal
his.
II am glad to meet you" said Mort,n
II should have met you before, but lie :
ter from your mother"
ayes, said Rosamond, color1ng deeply;
~ know how mother feels. Shall I show
you about the machines now2''
care you exhibiting them2''
Yes, I am earning my own living"
Morton's fine face lighted up. ...[
I sand I honor you for it. Yes, you
may show me, if you please. I am just
ordering few for some schools have
established" .% t5-,i
And when Sir Walter Morton took his
leave, the man Of sewing machines came
gleeiully to RosamoHdis side. aF;s,$s ~.
Your cousin: has ordered dozen,
Miss Clifford, I wish we had a few more
customers like him. ,@!.. -, -.
Sir Walter Morton came again the next
day, to examine into one or two knotty
points respecting themaehinery and stayed
until Rasamond got up to put on. her
shawl and bonnet. s*= .5zssz=5 sz- r :
Tou are going. home2r he asked.
| Yes; Miss Morrison takes my place
intke evening, she replied. 3 s
But It IS quite dark you must let me
see you home. l .:%... I'D
!" Yes but naother2' :s:t- 4.
/ Morton laughed. comprehend. ]
am no special fayorite with her. Let me
be Mr.. Walters. = .s sz 81 s* s..
And Rosamond, who really was little
timid concerning that long, lonely wall
I'm the dusk, and who was beginning te
like and trust her new-found relative
consented .ss;..
My Clifford receired the new Conner
with stately dignity
I'm sure I'm very happy To- meet yov