The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-10-23
Mrs BlySter's Romance,

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Mrs Blyster's Romance,
blrs. Sims boarding school was a hiel,
building and 1t stood on hill. NV room
was In It's third story and had often sat
looking out over the city from it's s'sightly''
windows Gas Peggy the maid called them.
The hill was nearly conical in shape and
terraced on two sides, my side beng one of
them. AT tho foot of the hill ran a broad
handsome street, and on prominent cor
ner OF this street, in plain sight from nv
windows, stood large, rambling old man
sion, about which we girls had woven
many romance. We wondered who lived
there. Ladies and gentlemen promenaded
through its pleasant grounds; carriages
rolled up to it's wide gateway many times
every day; professional-looking gentlemen
went in aad out Of it. What could it be-?
One day l found out. There was q
great excitement that day in Mrs. Sims
boarding school. l had been feeling ill for
some days. My head ached and nv tongue
was dry and hot. The doctor said at last
that had the scarlet fever and must be re-
moved at once. "Bettcr take her home. {"
he said. "Shc isn't fairly sick yet"
'dome!' groancd Mrs Sims; doctor,
she lives in India!"
"Good Graciousl" said the doctor, and
he scratched his head thoughtfully. At
last he said: II have it! Here's DR.. Dol.
by's hospital right down hcre-lust the
place for her." SO was wrapped up and
driven to CDR. Dolbys Hospital" which
proved to be no other than the dear ramb-
ling, romantic old house which, with its
wildly overgrown but delightful schrub-
berry. had SO long been the object of our
specuIations.
They put me bed to in large, quiet room.
The open fire looked wonderfully pleasant.
A quaint, old-fashioned tea service, with
cherubs and glllytlowers and various other
incongruous designs on it in blue, sat
appctizingly on the round table at my bed
side. Three or four easy chairs were min
gled among the others, and in one Of them,
after was nicely ''tucked up,' and ready
to 60 to sleep, l beheld - yawning
already and casting wlshful eyes toward
her own white cot near by-my buxom
nurse, Mrs. Blyster, who had been en-
gagged expressly for me.
How fat and good-natured she lookedl
And how the white cot crcakcd when she
finally sought reposel
The next morning was worse, and for
i III,
but by week more the fever began to
abato and Mrs. Blystcr said reassuringly:
'You haint dead yet, miss and what's 8
more you hain't goin' to be-not with
Sarah Blystcr to sec to yc'' Then good
Sarah Blyster gave me motherly kiss on
my forehead, fumbled over my already
painfully tucked in bed clothing in an at
tempt to express still more 1orcibly her
afIectionate zeal for my welfare, and sat
down with a sort Of good natured grunt at
the back window.
closed my eyes and was just about fall
ing asleep when was reused by half
suppressed sob.
"What's the mattcr2' l said, family. To
see happy Mrs. Blystcr sobbing and in
tears was too much for me.
''Shc's dead, miss; the woman It lives in
the little house back. They're hcvin'
her funeral this blessed minute"
"a friend Of yours9' Twas imprcssc d
almost to tears myself by Sarah Blyster's 3
manner.
''Law, nol' said the lady. starting up
and assuming her own radicant countcnance
again. "And what Pm whining around
here and giving you the blues for, Pm
sure don,tknow. Cheer up, Sarah Bl ystcr,
cheer up!"
I'smiled family and soon dropped off
into the nap which Mrs Blyster's sob had
interrupted.
day or two after Mrs Blyster was
"snivelin,' as she expressed it, again by
the back window. was stronger and
better now, and asked, cheerfully:
"Not another funeral hope Mrs. Blys-
ter7'' sa
"No," said that worthy lady, still unable
to attain her wonted serenity; "but there q
boy--her boy, l s'pose-a- -workln' much
inside, and he and hc--he's a shakin'
out her cloes and a.foldn' EN- up, and 1t
does seem g If some o. the female relatives
oughter be a-helpin' of 'em"
Surely 1t did. There was considerable
pathos III the way of stating it, IN spite of
the female relatives" which only showed
that Mrs. Blystcr had mingled much in
scenes of woe herself and knew how thew
ought to be conducted.
81 wouldn't look that way" said sooth-
ingly; "try the other window"
81 did," said Mrs Blystcr, '.but my eyes
would 60 that way Notwithstanding
shows 30 plain from here. There was q
black alpaca, rs good as new. see he1
out in it the very day come here to take
care of you, Sho took sick the very mex,
day, reckon, for I see her curtain was
down aud the doctor there, and now
think she's. dead, and there's that alpaca
dress q remindin' Men,!" And Mrs. Blys
ter sobbed again.
l had been sitting up for some time.
"I'll lie down, now, Mrs. Blystcr," said
hoping to divert the good creature from hel
sorrowful reflections. And in arranging
my bed and getting the chcrubs and gilly.
flOWera set IN order for nv tea ahc fOr0Oi
the alpaca dress and It's departed owner
But only Temporarily, for, two or three
days after, sitting solcmnly and almost
tearfully again by the window, she began
In the tone which people use when they
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