The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1880-05-06

plainly.
Miss Shelley looked from one to the
other; such sudden tears came into her
eyes, that she had to dash them away.
''It is nothing at all, do not care q
sarcasm going out of her voice, left it
almost childlike in tone. She stopped
and kissed each of them, then went at
once to her room.
"See said see didn't care speck, and
for all vat see cried,' said the boy, in
puzzled tone. q
at wasn't bout the cushion, though.
l wonder what for" remarked the girl,
curiously.
"See kisses mos as sweet as mamma.
Didn't s'pose see ever knew how" said
the boy.
Mr.. HOLSTER, from his seat in one of
the draped windows, heard and saw all
this with smile on his grave face.
That evening his sister told him all
about it alone in the parlor, where she
had motioned him to follow; he listened
to the recital without a comment.
"She is SO peculiar wouldn't dare
offer to replace it; when apologized
she said, excitedly, Il beg Of you, do
not speak of it; it only made me
glad"
Mr.. HOLSTER smiled.
II confess cannot understand her."
continued the lady, then added, "She
made each of those children a present
this afternoon; Robbie very expensive
rockiog-horse, and Bell the hand
soonest doll have ever seem"
When they returned to the library,
they found her surrounded by the six.
She was scarcely recognizable; her
cheeks were flushed, her eyes lustrous,
her manner animated, whilst her eager
listeners were sending forth peals of
laughter. Mr.. Glider like the rest was
wholly interested, and his newspaper
was sliding slowly and unheeded off his
lap. At their entrance, she stopped in
sudden confusion. "Please 90 on;
mamma and Uncle Nat will Keep real
STILL" urged one of the elder children,
followed by a chorus from the others;
but not until Robbie plucked her dress
as he had done in the afternoon, did she
make the efOrt-then she wound up
with spirit that called forth burst
of applause, and, breaking away from
the little group, took her roll of fancy
work to the table that held the drop
light. picking up Mr.. elders
paper for him as she passed.
Two weeks ago. she would not have
extended voluntary hand to wait upon
any gentleman. hence the little act was
moral as we'll as a courteous one. He
looked pleased at the attention. Some
thing, she could not tell what, made her
glance at Mr.. HOLSTER; she saw the
same grave, kind face, that was slowly
growing to be a part of her life; but
there was a new light in the eyes, that
looked almost like smile. She felt
her cheeks burn as she bent low over
her work.
She entertained them all that evening,
and when, at ten O clock, she babe them
goodnight. Mrs. Glider turned to her
brother, exclaiming. whatever has
changed her so?-to-night she has been
captivating.'
II knew it would come out so;
knew she was made of the right metal,
though we had never heard the ring
observed her husband. Mr.. HOLSTER
said nothing except goodnight.
When he was gone, Mrs. Glider re-
marked contidentially to her husband:
"Nat loves her, one could see that if
one was blind. have wondered at it
until tonight, now L can understand.
But does she, or will she ever, love him?
1t will be too hard if she doesn't. How
can she help it?- such asplendid. noble
fellow"
In the days that followed, they saw
but little of her. She spent the most of
her time in her own room; evidently she
was passing through struggle; this
spoke in her manner, now unduly ener-
getic, now weary and languid; it showed
in her face, too, which was thoughtful and
troubled. Several times Robbie, enter
ing her room without knocking, found
tears on her cheeks; he never told it
the loyal little fellow would not for the
world have betrayed his new friend.
She could not at once give up the ex-
perience OF lifetime; not at once re-
nounce doubt for faith, distrust for con-
fidence. But this quiet, happy home
life, where SO many natures lived in
harmony for all their differences of dis
position and temperament-where each
ones rights were acknowledged and
respected--worked out at length, in it's
natural way. great moral revolution.
This was why Mr.. HOLSTER had brought
her here. One day sitting alone in
her own room, this knowledge came to
her. She no longer hated the whole
world, she had sort of feeling of
friendship for it; she even was conscious
of plying her father and brother. With
a sudden impulse, she arose. put on her
fur wraps, and was just tying her bon
net strings, when Robbie came into the
room and stood beside her.
= Where is 90 dom, Miss Shellevp''
For moment it was hard to tell it
even to this child, but she did so, ITO
my fathers"
He did not put another question:
some children have fine intuitions, and
he had, he even changed the subject.
" When this used to be Uncle Mats
rooms, fore you coined, he used to let
me and Bill rummage all fru his bu-
reau." he said.
A sudden flush swept up Miss Shell
ley's face to her very temples. She
hastily drew open one of the drawers,
saying: You can do so now, Robbie,
whenever you want to-" and kissing
him goodbye, left him in happy possess
sion. She went downstairs slowly,
drawing on her gloves on the way. She
did not like to admit how this bit of
innocently-imparted news pleased her;
she seemed uncomfortable to see set up
against this kindness the words she
spoke to him that day before she left
her fathers home. She had an indefi-
mite determination of some DAY apollo
giving. The library was at the foot of
the stairs; as she was passing she
glanced in; he was there alone, stand
ing before the CRATE fire, his back to
the room. The Indebtedness suddenly
resolved itself into definiteness: she
was possessed of a purpose, disagree
able, painful, but she was possessed of
it. She hesitatcd only moment, then
entered the room.
"Mr. H0llister." He turned instans.
". She went over and stood at one