The Osceola times., 1880-10-30
MRS. BLySTER'S ROMANCE.

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MRS. BLysTERS ROMANCE.
Mrs. Sims boardiug-school was a high
building and it TODD on bill. My
roam was IN its third story, and had
often sat looking out over the city from
its "siphtly" windows, as Peggy, the
maid called them. The hill was nearly
conical in shape, and terraced on two
sides. my side being one OF them.
At the foot of the hill ran broad,
| handsome street. and on a prominent
corner of this street, in plain sight from
INV windows, stood a large, rambling
old mansion. aboBt which we girls had
woven many a romance. We wondered
who lived there. Ladies and gentle
men promenaded through its pleasant
| grounds: carriages rolled up to its
wide gateway many times every day;
rofessional-looking gentlemen went in
| and out of il. What could it be2
One dav | found out. There was
great excitement that day in Mrs. Sims
| boardinc.school / had been feeling i'll
some days. My head ached and my
tongue was dry and hot. The doctor
said at last that had the scarlet fever,
and must be removed at once. Better
take her home" he said, "she isn't fairly
sick yet"
"Home!n eroaned Mrs. Sims. Doctor
she lives in India.'
"Good gracious!" said the doctor, and
he scratched his head thoughtfuliy.
/ Al last he said: ~ have ii! Here's DR..
I Dolbys hospital right down here-just
the place for her" So | was wrapped
M and driven to "Dr. Dolby's hospital"
/ which proved to be no other than the
dear. rambling, romantic old house
which, with its wildly overgrown but
delightful shrubhery, had so long been
the object of our speculations.
They put me TO bed in large, quiet
room. A quaint, old-fashioned tea
service. with cherubs ana gilliilowers
and various other congruous designs on
il in blue, sat appetizingly on the round
table at my bedside. Three or four easy
chairs were mingled among the others,
and in one of them, after l was nicely
tucked up" and ready TO 60 to sleep, |
| beheld-yawning already and casting
wistful ewes toward her own white
cot near by-my buxom nurse, Mrs.
Blvster, who had been engaged expressly
for me.
How fat and good-natured she looked!
And how the white cot creaked when
she finally sought repose.
The next morning | was worse, and
for several DAYS | tossed in deliiium and
main. but by week more the fever be-
ran 10 abate, and Mrs. Blystsr said reas-
suringly:
"You hain't dead yet, Miss, and what's
more YOU hain't goin' to be not with
Sarah Blysier to see to YEP Then good
Sarah Blyster gave me motherly kiss
on my forehead, fumbled over my al
ready painfully tucked in bed clothing
in an attempt to express still more forci'
bly her aflectionate zeal for my welfare,
and sat down with sort of good-natured
grunt at the back winaow.
| closed my eyes and was just falling
asleep when | was aroused by a half
suppressed sob.
whats the natter" | said family.
To see happy Mrs. Blyster i'll tears was
too much for me.
Despairing Old maids look languishing
even on rainbows.
"She's dead, miss: the woman t lived
in the little house back. They're a
hayln' her funeral this blessed minute"
"A friend of yours" was impressed
almost to tears myself by Sarah Blys,er's
manner.
claw, no. said that lady, starting up
and assuming her own radiant counte-
nance again. "And what I'm whlnin'
around here and glvin' her the blues for,
Pm sure don't know. Cheer up, Sarah
Blyster, cheer up"
smiled family, and soon dropped off
into the nap which Mrs. Blyster's sob
had interrupted.
A day or two after Mrs. Blyster was
"sniyelin." as she expressed it, again at
the back window. / was stronger and
better now, and asked cheerfully:
"Not another funeral, / hope, Mrs.
Blyster?'
"No," said the worthy lady. still una
bic to attain her wonted, serenity; but
there's a boy-her boy, | s'pose-a
workiu' much inside, and he-he's
shakin' ont her clo'es and a-ioldin' up,
and il does seem Is if some OF the female
relative oughter he helpin' of en-"
surely 1t did. There was. considera-
ble pathos in the way of stating IT, in
spite of the "fcmale relatives" which
only showed that Mrs. Blyster had min.
pled much in scenes of woe herself, and
knew how they out to be conducted.
ii wouldn't look that way" | said,
sootnthingly; "iry the other window"
Il did," said Mrs. Blyster, "but my
ewes would go TO that somehow-eyery
thing shows so plain from here. There
was q black alpaca, rs good as new. /
saw her out in it the day ! came here TO
take care of YOU. She took sick the very
next day, reckon, for ! see her curtain
was down and the doctor was there, and
now think she's dead, and there's that
alpaca dress remindin' them!" and Mrs.
Biyster sobbed once more.
had been sitting up for some time.
"lwill lie down now, Mrs. Blyster," /
said, hoping TO divert the good creature
from her sorrowftil reflections, and in ar
ranging my bed and getting the cherubs
and gillihowers set in order for my tea
she forgot the alpaca dress and its de-
parted owner.
But only temporarily for two or three
days after, sitting solemnly and almost
tearfuly again by the window, she be-
gan in the tone which people use when
they are telling the particulars"
"You Jest orter see them, miss'-for 1
had utterly refused to glance in the
direction of the griei-stricken house
SITS SO touchin' like. Hes siftin' the
ashes now, miss. She done ii the first
day We come, Che had ON an old CALI
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