The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-10-16

me, I'll sit up here till night-fall. 1 al
ways like to leave my room, and change
the air anyway when can" And as
Sarah read interminable page after
page of Pollock's COURSE of Time"
her sad sweet face little turned away,
the mouth slightly dropping, and the
lovely lids cast down, I saw the little
creature eyeing her with a most singu-
lar cast of countenance. "Just think"
l said to myself, her life almost done
with, and their lives-my dear mag
niicent Sarah's life-just beginning,
and just going to ruin. And if they
only had her money, only half Of
"You just go awayr' said Miss De-
hone to me, sharply. 81 know ex-
actly what you're thinking of. Your
face is just like a jack-o' -1antern-the
| light shines through. It's no use at
aiI.r
She came downstairs, before tea, on
Sarah's arm. 1t was blowing up quite
gale, and the rain was sweeping by
the freight of the windows like sparks.
She didn't look much as though she had
had the doctor in the morning; Sarah
looked a great deal more like 1t. The
little eyes of the old lady fairly danced;
she kept looking toward the windows,
and wouldn't have the lamps lit; and as
Arnold suddenly opened the door and
came in, shaking off the storm, and
bringing the gale with him, she laughed
like girl. 81 declare" 1 said to my
self, al don't know what to make of
her. Is she q fraud, or is she not?'
And all at once, cold and ruddy as he
was, after throwing off his cloak, Ar
mold had stalked forward to that fire,
and had seized the little bundle of rags
and ribbons and eyes in his arms.
81 always knew there was a good
fairy at the HEARTH" he cried.
Put me down, sir! put me down!
I'm sure l don't know what you
mean. 1 never was treated with such
indignityr' g. .s
"I never shall put you down." said
he, "till you promise to come and sit
by Sarah's fireside and mine"
"Arnoldr' said Sarah, white as q
white rose.
"Dr. Parnellr' said mamma, start
ing to her feet with as much dignity as
the amazement left her.
Eyes, yes," he said, Z" L mean it. We
are going to have hearth of our own
at last. And such hearth! Do you
remember that old gray house on the
hill, with the garden going up the hill
behind it. all terraces and grass-plots
and alleys and flower beds?"
"Ah, how sweetly such things sound
in fall weather, and when you don't
have to weed and waterr' cried Kate,
clasping her hands melo-dramatically
in order to break the breathless spell.
"And if you dor' he exclaimed.
"And all the year round and foreverr'
Do you mean DIR. Burns's housep"
/ asked.
Exactly SO. Sarah, that is going to
be our own house. 1t is your wedding
present. And she has done it, the little
fairy godmother. And she has bought
And enter on the goodwill next week,
and we go into that house, you and 1,
Sarah, the week after. Do you hearf"
"Do you hear, SarahP" echoed Miss
Dehone.
80, it can't be true," said Sarah,
with white lips, and seeming ready to
fall on her knees.
cit is true" said Miss Dehone. "And
now | suppose you'll let me 60, young
man?"
"Not," said ne, "till you promise to
come with Sarah. We shall need the
fairy godmother at our hearth there
they've got another here''-and if you'll
believe it, he looked at me. "Not till
then," said he.
Every well, them" said she. "Any-
thing for peace. But if you believe for
a moment" said she, adjusting her
cap, after he had dropped her into her |
chair, /" that had any other intention,
you are mistaken. Leave my Sarah to |
the mercies Of man, indeed! Sarah, |
I'm determined you shall have every
thing didn't. And I've ordered you
an ivory-tinted satin, and orange bios
SONS, and veil" And all of a sudden |
the little creature burst into tears, and
we were all sobbing and laughing round
her, and when she at last emerged from
the dampness and disorder, "Dear
me-" said she, 81 should think was |
the bride, after all!'-Harper's Bazar.