The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-01-07

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4 have lost my way, sir. Wish
to get home-to Mrs. Patterson's,
if you please
To Mrs. Patterson's p echoed
Mr.. Pierson, as the blushing face
crimsoned still deeper beneath his
ardent gaze. Why, you are a good
two miles from there
on, dear exclaimed the girl
with a weary sigh, then l won't
havo the berries home in time tor
dinner She glanced down at the
tin pail standing at her feet, and
| Piorson saw it was not halt full OF
berries.
'Berry-seeking, eh, smiled Pier
son, L never knew Mrs. Patterson
Eowned such charming daughter.
'Daughter' she echoed with q
merry laugh; 1 am the bound
girI-free in one month. Mrs.
Patterson's dainty daughters do
! not wade through wet grass and
brambles after berries. But please
tell me the shortest route home !;
Mrs. Patterson will be angry at
my delay
Mr.. Pierson stepped aside and
spoke to a servant who was pas
sing.
Come, now he said laugbingly,
'as you are q neighbor, must use
you neighborly. While Seth is
filling your pail with fruit from
my garden, 1 will order a lunch
and sec that you get home in time
for dinner
oh, Mr.. Plerson, you are LOO
kind; no one is ever kind to Ma
rah Grey she says, with bright
smile; although her dark eyes are
| full Of tears. And they walk side by
side up the cool avenue, the young
bound girl talking with the grace
and ease of a thorough woman OF
| tho world and Mr.. Pierson stam-
mering bewildered answers IN 8
manner totally unlike bis usual
genial frankness. But his momen-
tary difidence 5000 vanished as
they became better acquainted
over the delicate lunch the SER
wants provided. He found, by a
few cautious questions, that Ma
rah Gray was an orphan and very
unhappy in the house of Mrs. Pat
terson, who had two daughters OF
her own-7ain, homely girls
who envied the poor bound girl
her beauty and kept her in the
background. Ho found her intelii-
gent, and was astonished at the
shrewdness of her remarks, while
his heart ached at her pathetic
stories of her child-llfe.
| What beautiful home,' she
said as they stood together on the
portico. 4 think you must be
happy
She lifted her shy, dark eyes to
the grave, gentle face of the ma n
before her. The tender light OF
some newly awakened feeling was
in their depths. and Gilbert Pier
sons heart gave great throb as
he thought Of the possibility Of
having the girls face always at
his ireside.
L am not so very happy. Rich
es do not always bring happines IS
you know he said with smile
| And I know she replied, some
people have everything their heart
desires, but contentment. l hope
/ shall never be among the mum
ber.'
Yet you are not content he
says wistfully.
Not very; but still I am than k
! full for the few blessings showered
upon me, one Of which is your
kindness this morning. she laughs
as she trips down the steps and
takes her seat in the wagonette
| Seth had driven round.
what splendid berries!' she ex-
claims, as Mr.. Pierson takes his
seat by her side. She felt confused
and shy, for she expected Seth to
drive her home, and tried to hide
her confusion in examining the
berries. Mrs. Patterson will be
delighted
Il hope 50, for | intend to ask a
favor CT her.
Marah Grey's checks we're like
roses, and her eyes glowed like
stars as they drove home under
the tall naples, for some strange,
deep happiness had crept into her
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