The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1880-10-16

\ Slrl STOOD ut the gatC-a fair girl in
a blue muslin dress and white apron.
lake the molasses, lilly, before it
gets upset, SAID the deacon. This is
Mr.. Gannet, that's TO preach for us.
Mr.. Gannet, this is my daughter Tily.
We bowed, and she vanished with the
parcels.
what lovely little creature,' [ said
TO myself. Nothing like Margaret. but
50 pretty And | found myself think
ing Of her as | washed my hands and
brushed my hair i'll the blue walled bed
room on the second floor, ana white
rlnged counterpane and curtains and
two black silhouettes over the mantel-
( piece, on either side of the china vases Of
roses.
There were only four of us at table
the deacon, his wife, stout lady who
never SAID more than she could help, ana
( lilly. She had spent the last winter in
New York, and we talked about all She
/ had seen. She was self-pOSsesSea with
/ out being forward, and oh, SO pretty-so
pretty, Now, Margaret was splendid
and quecnly, SO this was mild praise that
she could not have objected 10, only |
sald It very often. | preached in the
church on the morrow; | preached on
I the next Sunday. 1t WAS settled that |
, should spend the summer there. Iwrote
/ this 10 Margaret:
( "Smcc YOU cannot be with me it does
I not matter where / am-this stupid place
Us well rs any other. Address To the
I care of Deacon Hezekiah Glover. l
shall board with him while ! stay"
1t was pleasant summer, despite the
| dullness Of the place How good the
/ quaint old deacon was when one really
knew him. How motherly was Mrs.
Glover; as for lilly, she grew sweeter
! every day ! often wondered what Mar
I garct would have said could she nave
seen me helping her to pick blackberries,
to find tn runaway COW, to carry home
the milk-pail, driving her over to the
country store and returning with a
freight of groceries-M Margaret. who
knew nothing Of domestic details, and
whose monogrammed and perfumed let
ters were often brought over from the
Office III company with the kerosene can.
! wrote my sermons at one end of the
round table, while lilly sat at the other.
sewing. Between lis was a lamp with
green paper shade Now and then
big bug would ily in through the WIN
moth would Try to SINCE its wings over
the chimney, and ! would stop and drive
it ont
The old people would go TO bed after
a while, and then lilly and ! would find
ourselves hungry, and she would 60 into
the kitchen to find :. something good. "
] always held the light for her When
something good was found we ate it on
~, l., l.,
the step like two children.
She was so like child, that little Til
~. that it seemed no harm to ask her to
kiss me goodnight or to hold her hand
IN mine, as it rested on nay arm, III our
long walks home from church ON Sunday
evenings.
The summer passed. October came.
Margaret returned TO the city aud wrote
to me. 1t WAS while we were eating
peaches and cream on the back polch
that evening that | said to lilly:
u will tell you 4 secret it you will
keep it for a while, lilly"
Oh, of course | will, AIr. Gannet "
81 am going to be married this fall,
lilly" | said. "Thosc pretty letters
you always thought came from my sister
are from the lady who is to marry me.
She is very beautiful very rich, yerv
stylish, but very kind. You must come
and see us, lilly. when We are married
! shall tell Margaret how good YOU have
been To me what a sweet little sister /
found ont here in New NalladoIid Why.
lilly
For Is | spoke [ felt the little hand |
held grow cold and heavy in NINE. /
sa~ her sink backward. The big china
bowl of peaches and cream slipped with
a crash 10 tho ground and shattered to
pieces.
] caught the poor child III my arms.
In a moment she came to herself and
said that she had ovcrtired herself, she
thought. They had been baking all day
and it WAS warm. And now she babe me
good night But | did not see her next
day, nor the next She kept her room,
and was not well enough to bld me good
bye.
Poor little lilly, / left very misera-
bic. However Margaret met me III New
York. She was more beautiful than
I eyer-more excellent III contrast to my
simple country friends-and very soon |
laughed Mt myself for the thought that
had beey In my heart. OF course, |
said it vas the baking that overcome
Tilly-it was not my news. [ had only
been TO her as a friend-as a brother.
/ had not made love to her; above all, |
had not firted with her. But | thought
OF lilly good deal, and | missed her
every hour cxactly-oh, yes, exactly
! might a sister.
| wrote to Mrs. Glover, and her answer
was very brief.
: haven't much time to write, she
said in her POSTSCRIPT. "Jilly is sick,
and hesiios bcing driven, ] m anxious. )"
This letter was i'll my pocket on that
day when Margaret and went together
to the great fair for the benefit of the
church of St Surplice. One of the
features of that entertainment. if YOU re
member, was the array of little arhors III
which refreshments were served.
After We had roamed about the fair.
and bought all sorts of nickuacks, | cs-
corted Margaret To one of these arbOrs.
and there sat down to wait, while one of
the ladies, who, con this occasion only. :"
was doing good. onerous hard work,
brought us a tray of refreshments.
As we sat leaning back against the
evergreen and smilax which draped the
lattice, two women entered the next ar
Dor, and one of them as she sat down,
said 70 the other: I'm just tired out.
Aren't you, Mrs. Tripp?" and the an
swcred: "Gcs, | am tired. | hardly
( know that it PAYS to come all the way