The Benton weekly record. [volume] (Benton, Mont.) 1880-1885, 1880-10-08
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TIE ORA NBERRY z SW AMP.

OF course said young DR.. Dedling, =
man has his own fortune TO look to- .'S=*2
/ 'Of course said Judith Grey and,
she spoke tie words, a cold chill seemed t
creep, like slow-congeaLing ice, around he
whole heart!
If you had consulted lue as to your al
fairs wenton the young man, instead {
taking this extraordinary step, entirel
without advice or counsel
| Yes, | know, hurriedly interposed Ju
dith; but it's over and past now, SO Der
haps we had better not talk about it,
The red winter sunset was blazing witt
sullen fire above the cedar-copse in til.
west; the leaf1ess woods held l,p thei
black arms, i'll sort Of wrestling agony
toward the sky, as the bleak wind tossed
| them to and iro; and d solitary raven 1T
tered his ominous croak, in the woods a
the back Of the house.
/ Such . place, said he, for woman t
select to live in!'
1T isn't very cheerful, said Judith: sbu
| I've lived here all my life, you know
The more reason for wanting to get ou,
OF it now, said the doctor, impatiently.
Judith was silent. She looked at the
blazing logs On the old-fashioncd hearth
and tried to keep back tile fast-rising tears,
DR.. Dedling rose and took up his hat.
Then ! am to consider that our engage
lnent is quite at an end p said the doctor.
Yes, said Judith, in 4 low tone.
I shall always wish yon. we'll. said the
doctor, aIabiJ|.
I thank you, said Judith.
'Good-by.' said DI. Dedling.
'Good-by.' 7 responded Judith
The next moment she was alone with the
blazing logs, and the cricket chirping on
the hearth, and the strange, weird ghad-
oWB that came and went on tie wainscoted
walls.
1t was just |; month Tonight since they
buried Old Miles Grey out Of sight. Little
Judith, who had worn herself out in taking
care of him, Tad dropped a few sincere
tears On the cheap coffin that incased his
remains, but no one else had seemed par
Sicularly to grieve.
5Irs. Pytchley, her eldest sister, who
was married to. q New York grocer, had
boldly declared that it was high time the
old man took himself of the stage Of this
world, and made no secret Of her disap-
pointment, when it was discovered that a
thousand dollars in gold pieces represent
ing all his boarded. wealth, with the ex-
ceptton OF the cranberry swamp, upon
whose dreary verge stood the house; and
this dreary property, by the terms Of the
will, was to be divided between his two
nieccs, Judith Grey and Maria Pytchley,
as they themselves might agree.
I'll take the ready money said Mrs.
Pytchley, hastily. What could do witt,
three Or four miles Of cranberry swamp?'
s'Or what could Judith do with it, eth
er?' said Hobart Pytchley, who was whit
ling a pine stick beside the fire.
i dare say she could manage it very
nicely said Maria. 1--WE heard Uncle
Miles say that he sold sixty dollars worth
# cranberries, one year, out Of the swamp.
'Humph!' grs1nted Mr. Pytchley.
And that's legal interest on thousand
1ollars, you know, 'aelded his wife. sWhat
you say, Judith? @@ 6& z
IT makes no difference to me, said Jl-
18th, quietly. s-E a
1t does to me, then!' said Mrs. Pytcll-
ey, Because, as you know very wen Ho- |!
,art's business is III the oity, and we could I
10 nothing with lot ofswamp-land down
lere in the backwoods.'
So Mrs. Pytchjey had taken the lions
hare Of the old mans behest. aud gone
ack to her city home over Hobart's groce-
J store; and young. DR.. Dedling, who
ad confidently calculated on ut least ave
uidred dollars to buy surgical instru-
1ents and fit up m office in the village adj
oiTing-fve hundred dollars as the
oWry Of his ride-elect-broke his en-
agement IN a fit of pique that Judith
aould have 50 deliberately flung her for
Inc away.
a set of harpies, cried he, with disgust.
Stop, Mr.. Dedlingi' cried Judith, color
e up. You forget. that you are speak
Is Of my sister and her husband
But they had 40 business to impose on
ou thus!' exclaimed the doctor. 1,
I agreed 70 the plan without rernon-
rance. ..s.ss
Dr..DedIing shrugged his shoulders.
In that, said he, sharply, you showed |
our Jack Of common-sense. + rou had no /
ood regard for yourself, you might have !
ID some for me. 1
Was it for money you wanted me?' de- j
anded judith, attlng to the quick. (
Df. Ded1Iag colbred and hesitated.
A man musb.taGe monetary matters into i
'nsideration. he said. |
And 30 il came about that, the engage I
eIlt was cancelled, and judith Grey was I
ting there, aIone in the Nrinfry twilight, i
ith clasped hands and head bowed low Ii
aoa hse breast. III