The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-10-19
Apple Blossoms.

Castor, of the law firm of Castor & Brush,
entered his office he found on his desk a
bunch Of fragrant white flowers with that
delicate flush at the heart that makes apple
blossoms SO irresistible.
"Apple blossoms, SIR" his clerk explain
ed. III spent Sunday in the country, and
brought them down, thinking you might
like to see some.
AIr. Castor's preoccupied face lightcd up
with pleasure. Thank you, MIR. Clark, y
he said. "Get some water, will you, John2
We must keep them as fresh rs we can.
shall want to take some home to my wife
tonight. There, that looks quite country
like. doesn't 1t, Clarke" Arranging the
blossoms to advantage against the law
books and falling back little to look at
the effect.
Clark smiled, and Mr. Castor went to
work at his law cases. But something was
the matter with him. His thoughts would
go wondering of to the green meadow by
the side Of the river where Clark told him
he had broken the fragrant branch.
II WONDER" he soliloquized, "whether
it is anything like that meadow where.
pshawl what am thinking of Ina case
OF ejectment-y,onder if l could sing
ANNE Laurie; used to know that tune"
And he hummed softly to himself:
''Gave mo her promise true"
just as the door was thrown violently open
and John Edison, the most quarrelsome man
III New York, as his friends and enemies
both agreed, burst in.
whats the matter now, MIR. Edison ~
asked Dir. Castor, rising to offer his client
a seat.
''Matter2 Matter enough, srl But If
he thinks Pm going TO submit to the rob-
berry by his knavery he'll find himself very
much mistakenl My brother, sir, my own
brother-think Of that, sir!-is trying to
chent me out of my share of our paterna
property. l want you to take steps immedi-
ately to stop his proceeding He threatens
to bring in bill against the estate that will
swallow up every cent-but what's that2
apple blossoms! Where did you get
th0sG?"
''Mr. Clark brought them down this
morning. Sweet, though rather out of
place in lawyers office, don't you
think2"
~ don't know said Mr.. Edison,
tl.oughtfully, taking up the tumbler and
smelling the fragrant things "Whcrc did
these grow?'
"Up In little country village In Con-
necticut. CLARK Is from the country, you
know, and I should think from his descrp-
tion It's quite pretty place. Green mead
ows and river, you know, and all that sort
Of thing. But what do you want me to
DOE"
"Wait minute, can't your" said Mr..
Edison, impatiently. You lawyers are al.
ways in tearing hurry"
Mr.. Caster raised bis eyebrows, but
made no verba answer to his rather incon-
sistent remark, while Mr.. Edison leaned
back in his chair and looked at the apple
blossoms. In a minute he started up and
brushed his hand across his eyes.
ut makes me think of old times" ho
said. nearly broke my neck once climb.
ing an old apple tree for blossoms like that
to give to Lucy Baird, the prettiest girl in
school. fell from the top branch and my
brother-I never. had but one, sr--picked
me up and carried me home. lie was real
good to me all the long time was sick,
too. think he'd have died for me then,
and just to think that now we should be
quarreling over few hundred dollars
Castor, you needn't do anything about this
matter--just yet, at least. II guess I'll
60 see him. Aud say"-rathcr shyly--
''you couldn't spare Inc little twig with a
few of those blossoms on 1t could you3"
Mr.. Castor willingly broke of branch
!, and handed 1t to him, but he watched Mr..
Elson's departure with comical smile on
his countenance.
''rhose apple blossoms are doing sad
work In this office, !" he said laughingly u
Clark. ''l've lost one promising case