Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1880-04-28
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Grey was sitting there alone in th,
Wintry twilight, with clasped hand,
and head dropped low upon her breast
Doctor Dedling plodded home tc
the village, and as he passed the bril-
liant windows of the little holsterv. he
paused remembering the bitter cold ot
the winter air, the frosty influence Of
the breeze
Il may as well go in and warm nv.
SELF he thought.
Mine host met him with CHEEKY
air.
Walk in, doctor-walk in," said
he. Not that room," as Dedling
mechanically laid his hand upon the
door-knob of the apartment he usually
entered "The railway committee is a
sittin' there. This way, please"
The railway committee" echoed
Dedling. What railway committee
You don't mean that they are actually
taking any step about that old idea of
railway between here and Glass
vile -
"Yes, | do" said the landlord.
Its committee of rich capitalists,
of our building factories close to the
Falls; and they mean to put up tene-
ment houses all along. and lay down
line of rails, and-don't say as
mention it, doctor, because | only
caught snatch here and there, when
| was carrying in the plants and set
ting on the fruits. and nuts, and wine
but it's to go right through old
Miles Grey's cranberry swamp, the
new railway is. And the chairman of
the committee is going to offer Miss
Judith FIVE thousand dollars in good,
clean, hard money for her share in it,.
Doctor Dedling started.
"Five-thousand-dolla he re-
peated slowly.
Could it really be fact? If So
and there seemed very little reason for
doubling it-what fatal mistake he
had made in rejecting bride who
could bring him the rich portion of a
cranberry swamp as her wedding
dover. IF he had known this half an
hour-one little half an hour-agol
4 \ *
Don't fret about him, Judith, dear !;
he isn't worth it," urged honest Mar
maduke Redfield, who had stopped on
his way to the postoffice, to bring n
message from his mother. HE was
always a pretentious sort of fellow, all
for outward show, with heart like
stone, and a nature as shallow as Dea-
con Doler's brook"
Judith looked up at the clumsy,
good d-hearted, hard-handed farmer, and
wondered that she had never before
noticed what true face and what
clear frank eyes he had.
Forget him, Judith" pleaded Red
field and she began seriously to think
that she would at least make the trial.
Come over to our house, and stay
with mother. It's too bleak and lone
some for you here-for the present, at
least. Spring will be time enough for
you to come back TO the cranberry
swamp.
Judith Grey looked around at the
solitary room, and thought of Mrs.
Redfeld's big cosy kitchen, with its
bright colored rag carpet, its windows
lined with blossoming gerraniums, and
its shrilled-voiced canary bird hanging
over the workable.
'Do you think" she hesitated, "that
your mother would be willing to be
troubled with such guest as me ?"
Duke Redfeld's face grew radiant.
"Only try her," said he. Dear
Judith, you will be as welcome as
flowers in May"
And the next day Mrs. Redfeld
came over in the old farm carry-all to
claim her guest, and the old Swamp
house was left to its own dreary desc
lation and the SHOWS of January.
Scarcely three weeks had elasped,
when. Doctor Dedling came to
the Redfeld farm in his new gig, with
the old roam horse that really made
quite good appearance when you did
not hurry him, and the road was toler-
ably good, and was free from a vista
tion known as the 'heaves."
"There amt nobody sick here" said
Julius, the hired man, who was split
ting wood near the house, as he eyed
the doctor rather suspiciousiy
NO, | know it," said Doctor Ded-
ling; "but I've called to see Miss
Grey.
Miss Grey amt noways ailin', as |
know Of" persisted Julius, feeling the
edge of the axe, and still staring hard
at the medical representative of Glass
vile.
II have called" said Doctor Ded-
ling with dignity, "as a friend"
"Oh," said Julius.
"Will YOU be so kind as to let me
in ?" persisted the doctor.
"Tain't no use," said Julius, rolling
a prodigious pine knot down from the
pile, and preparing himself for stu
pendOus effort; "there amt nobody at
home"
Nobody at homer' echoed the doc
tor.
They've all gone to church" (" ex-
planned julius.
"To church, man? Who, it's Tues
day"
"Who said it want? rctorted Ju-
lious. "They amt gone to hear saryice
they've gone to be married"
"Who ?' demanded Doctor Dedling
"Our Marmaduke and Miss Judith"
And down came the axe upon the
end of the pine knot, with crash that
made the man of medicine start back
II
The new railroad was duly con-
structed directly across the boggy
depth of Miles Grey's cranberry
swamp, and the $4,000 was placed to
Mrs. Marmaduke RedGeld's account
in the nearest national bank and Mrs.
Pytchley thinks she made mistake
in taking the gold eagles instead of the
cranberry swamp-but Doctor Ued-