The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1879-05-29
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tie clergyman
OF course / hsyea't, said Dolly, bait
Inclined 10 laugh. bali to be angry.
Then think you'H sait nc, said Mr.
Pslmleai, or, rather, my sister Oar
family is not large the wash is light, and
PAulins is a mos, oonsiderate mistress
Get your bundle.
Ny whaty said Dolly, 10 bewildermeul.
Your clothes. am TO take you back
With me Immediately, said Mr.. PAlmlesi.
Paulina expects company. II Is essential
that We obtain help Al once.
Dolly Darrow looked up With cheeks
crimsoned like any lose, eyes full Of deep
brown sparkles, and around which danced
a perfect galaxy Of dimples.
Wait minute, please, said sbe.
Certainly, said Mr. Pslmleaf.
Aud be sat down on wooden stool In
the corner, and fell to meditAting on the
thirdly Of bis uncompleted sermon, while
Dolly sped up the stairs, three steps at a
time.
Father, cried she, flying into the pres
ence OF her parents, the minister has mis-
taken me for Btidgei
Eh2 said Mr.. Darrow.
You don't tell mel said Mrs. Darrow
Aud be wants to hire me, said Dolly f,
with eyes cleaning with fun. And l'm
goingl Quick-where's my hat, and my
shaw and mufiIars?
Mrs. Darrow rose up in all The majesty
OF her blsck silk gown and gold watch.
chsin.
Dorothy Darrow, said she you're never
going to hire out ss a seivanlI
Yes, am, said Dolly. It's better than
private lbeatricsls. He's so nice and
absent.minded, and Miss PauIina is a
jewel. On, do make haste, or he'll be
tired Of waidugl
And Dolly succeeded in carrying II.
Fifteen minutes later, she got into the
cutter, win big bundle, which Mr..
Paimeaf slowed snugly away under the
seat, aud the minister drove home with
secret exultation.
Miss Paulina was In the kitchen, fry ing
saussges Tor dinner, when Dorothy Dar-
row walked IN, with cheeks like carna-
tious, hsir blown over her face, and the
hunIla unlar her arm
Here | am, Miss Pamleaf, said she.
The hired help, at your service.
Miss Paulina stared.
Why, it's Dorothy, said she. And |
sent Peter after
Yes, know, said Dolly, brightly But
Bridget was gone, and be mistook me for
her, and he has engaged me to work
here. And, oh, Miss Paulina, please
don't undeceive him. Because | am
smart little housekeeper, and can help
you jost as much A. any Irish girl could.
Just give me trial, that's all.
Miss Paulna had a shrewd appreciation
OF Joke; her frd features relaxed With
smile, as she stood looking down at the
radiant little brunette.
Well, said she, don't mind IL do.
For one month Dorothy Dsrrow offici-
ated as hired girl at the parsonage. Then
she came to the clergyman one day.
Mr.. PAlmleaf, said she, am going to
leave the placel
Mr.. Pameaf looked up In amazement
and dismay.
hope, Dolly, said he, that neither |
nor my sister have unwittingly offended
you?
mol said Dolly, putting her little foot
on the staring green leaves in the study
carpet bnt oh, Mr.. PsImleaf, have
done so wrong, and | do earnestly beg
your pardonl
Dolly cried out the Rev. Peter in mild
surprise.
Because you are SO good and true, sob
bed the girl; and Pm not hired girl,
and ! only came here for joke, and |
can't bear TO think l'm de-de-deceiving
you'll
And Dolly began to cry piteously, be.
hind the corner OF her apron.
You came here for joke, eba said The
minister.
Yves confessed Dolly, behind her
apron.
Well then, said the minister, gently
drawing her toward him, suppose you
stay 10 earnest
Sir? faltered Dolly.
My dear, said Mr.. Pamlesi, have
got used % having you around, and
should miss you terribly If you leave us.
Do You think am loo old to think of
blooming young wife like youI
Not bitl cried Dolly, Indignantly,
Old-youl
Do you like me little bin
A great deal, ssid Dolly, laughing aud
blushing.
Then you will st,y with me always?
And Dolly promised that she would.
Everybody wondered how so bashful a
msu as the Reverend Mr.. Palmieaf ever
mustered courage for proposal; bat no
one knew that the engagement began for
joke aud turned out 10 sober earnest.
How these war memories come floating
back. 1t srems Ike dream now bat il
was terribly real then. .-At Olustee, just
before the fight: Please, sir, said Pat,
an Irish corporal, think me horse wants
to roll Very well, said the captain, take