The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1880-05-06

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" As the twig Is bent, so will the tree
grow" Perhaps she had made rule
ont of an exception. She began to be
in doubt, and when we are in doubt,
sometimes the smallest act will carry
great influence; Just as when a balance
is almost effected, the adding of tiny
weight will perfect it. This was the
act, this the weight.
She had been embroidering q very
handsome sofa cushion, and had left it
on the library table; one of the older
children had been using the ink, and
had left it on the table also, with the
stopper out of the bottle. The two
younger children. a girl of six years,
and boy of four, were having a game
of tag there. She was in her room, and
hearing them, came down to watch
them, but before she reached the room,
their romp was over, and there was
perfect silence. At the door
she discovered the cause; the
ink was upset all over her beau
tiful cushion. She went in quite as If
she had not noticed it, and stood in one
of the windows to watch the passers in
the street below. A few minutes
silence interviewed, then they came be-
side her; even then she did not move,
until the little boy plucked the skirt of
her dress. 1t was the little girl who
spoke:
miss Shelley, I am so sorry; ]
tumbled the dreadful ink all over your
splendid cushion"
"But see didn't dood it all her own
self, cause did part for chasin' her"
put in the boy, who did not speak quite
plainly.
Miss Shelley looked from one to the
other; such sudden tears came into her
eyes, that she had to osjh them away.
cit is nothing at all, do not care q
bit," she said. and the bitterness and
sarcasm going out of her voice, left il
almost childlike in tone. She stopped
and kissed each of them, then went al
once to her room.
"See said see didn't care a speck, and
for all yat see Cried" said the boy, in
q puzzled tone. AZ.
"It wasn't bout the cushion, though.
I 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.. Hollister, from his seat in one o.
the draped windows, heard and saw al
this with smile on his grave face.
That evening his sister told him al
about it alone in the parlor, where she
had motioned him to follow; he listened
to the recital without comment.
"She is so peculiar wouldn't dare
offer to replace it; when 1 apologizet
she said, excitedly, Il beg of you, dc
not speak of it; it only made me
glad" ..-U
Mr.. Hollister smiled. .....-.. .
~ confess l cannot understand her. y
continued the lady, then added, "Sht
made each of those children a present
this afternoon; Robbie a very expensive
rocking 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; hel
cheeks were flushed, her eyes lustrous
her manner animated, whilst her eagel
listeners were sending forth peals O
laughter. Mr.. Glider like the rest wa.
wholly interested, and his newspapel
was sliding slowly and unheeded off hi
lap. At their entrance, she stopped il
sudden confusion. "Please go on
mamma and Uncle Nat will Keep rea
STILL" urged one of the elder children
followed by a chorus from the others
but not until Robbie plucked her dres
as he had done in the afternoon, did sh,
make the effort-then she wound III
with q spirit that called forth q burs
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.. Glider
paper for him as she passed
Two weeks ago, she would not hav'
extended a voluntary hand to wait upo
any gentleman, hence the little act wa
q moral as well as a courteous one. III
looked pleased at the attention. Some
thing, she could not tell what. made he
glance at Mr.. Hollister; she saw tn
same grave, kind face, that was slowl
growing to be a part of her life; bu
there was a new light in the eyes, this
looked almost like q smile. She fe
her cheeks burn as she bent low owe
her work. .7...a .rt.-..--
She entertained them all that evening
and when, at ten o'clock, she bade theI
goodnight, Mrs. Glider turned to he
brother, exclaiming, "Whatever hs
changed her soP-to-night she has bee
captivating" % ..sI 81.
al knew it would come out so;
knew she was made of the right meta
though we had never heard the ring,
observed her husband. Mr.. Hollistt
said nothing except goodnight.
When he was gone, Mrs. Glider r,
marked confidentially to her HUSBAND
"Nat loves her, one could see that
one was blind. / have wondered at
until tonight, now L can understand
But does she, or will she ever, love hin
1t will be too hard if she doesn't. Ho
can she help itp- such splendid, mob
fellow"
In the days that followed, they sa
but little of her. She spent the most ,
her time in her own room; evidently 81
was passing through a struggle; tn
spoke in her manner, now unduly enc
getic, now weary and languid; it shove
in her face, too, which. was thoughtful an
troubled. Several times Robbie, ente
ing her room without knocking, foun
tears on her cheeks; he never told it
the loyal little fellow would not for tt
world have betrayed his new friend.
She could not at once give up the e!
perience of lifetime; not at once r.
nounce doubt for faith, distrust for col
fidence. But this quiet, happy hon
life, where so many natures lived
harmony for all their differences of di
position and temperament-where eac
ones rights were acknowledged an
espected-worked out at length, in i
!. natural way, great moral revolution
This was why Mr.. Hollister had brougl
her here. One day sitting alone
her own room, this knowledge came