The Newtown bee., 1880-07-07

5ett!ug ueI Snail WulIe teehu Io8eGuei vindictively.
 The voting man started violently.
 "Is he the holder of the mortgagep' he asked, biting at wisp of hay he held in his hand, his dark eyes bent on the ground.
 Yes, and he is rich enough, if report is true, to afford to make us a present of the old farm. But must go, or Hannah will be scolding;" and, with repeated thanks for the help he had given her, Bhe hurried away, thinking him far superior to any laborer she had ever previously met, and hoping the squire would not give him sco1ding for shirk- ing work.
 
 The chicken dinner was much enjoyed by little Paul, the only one of the family who did not feel troubled at the impending removal from the old home, and he, poor child! was too young to know what sorrow meant.
 Hannah looked stern and forbidding. Mrs. Derwent's eyes were red, and there were traces of tears on Katie's cheeks, for she had not escaped scolding from Hannah for unnecessary delay in the catching of the fowl,
 When dinner was over, and she had helped her sister tidy the kitchen, Katie took a tin pail from the pantry and her hat from it's peg, and started out.
 "Where are you goingP" asked Han- nah, sharply.
 "To the stone wall in the pasture to pick blackberries, answered Katie. '" saw some nice ones up there this morning when I was chasing the rooster, and I thought mother would like some for supper"
 "Very well," said Hannah; "but don't stay the whole afternoon, for you've all these dish-towels 10 hem, though there's no telling If we'll use 'em, since we'll be in the penthouse after Monday.
 The afternoon sun shone full on the blackberry bushes, and Katie found picking the ripe fruit no cool task; but she preferred it to sitting in the house with Hannah, listening to bitter re- breaches for her refusal to take the step which could prevent the old home from passing into the hands of MT. Arle.
 Why should I have nothing, and Squire Davis all the good thingsP" she said, aloud. Even the cool shade is on his side of the wall'
 She was interrupted in her rebellious reflections by the sudden appearance of Hannah, almost out of breath from run ming.
 "Katie," she said, "come home at once, Squire Davis is waiting to see you"
 "Oh, Hannah. I can't go! don't Want to see him!"
 Katie Derwent, you ought to be ashamed of yourself" cried Hannah, loudly. Squire Davis is rich, a mem Der of the church, and man any woman might be glad to marry"
 But he is so old, Hannah, and I am only seventeen"
 "Pshaw! what does that matterP our friends, robbed of our home and it's comforts, rather than make trifing sacrifice. You can't have much love for your poor, sick mother or little brother. Squire Davis would pay off the mort gage at once eif you would only promise to marry him. Come, Katie, don't be so stubborn"
 I'm not stubborn, Hannah. I would do almost anything for mother and Paul, but, oh! let me have little more time. I will think of it-I will indeed. Tell the squire to come tomorrow, and I'll give him my answer"
 Do you suppose he will submit to such treatment?" demand ed Hannah. Told to come and go at your fancy! You promised last Sunday to give him an answer to-day"
 But can't, Hannah; no, I can't to- day. You can tell him anything you like, but won't see him to-day"
 linen I'll tell him 1 couldn't find you," said the willy Ham ah. If [ should tell him you had refused to come he would suspect something."
 Katie waited until her sisters gaunt figure had disappeared over the rising ground, and then, throwing herself down by the blackberry bushes, burst into tears.
 1T suppose I must do it," she 
 No, you mustn't" said very sym pathetic voice, and looking up Katie es- pied. to her astonishment, her acquaint- ance of the morning, sitting above her on the stone wall. He was handsomely dressed now in a suit of gray tweed, and looked undeniably 8 gentleman.
 Were you listeningp" she demanded, sitting up, the tears still lingering on her long. curling eyelashes.
 "Yes, l was," was the frank reply. You see, grew tired of work, so I left the squire's employ, put on my Sunday clothes and strolled out. l was lying down in the shade of the wall, dozing, and had just become aware of your presence on the other side when your sister came. Of course could not then declare my proximity without em bar rassing you both, so waited.''
 You don't seem to think you are en- barrassing me now,o said Katie, won- dering why his black eyes sparkled so mischievously.
 Am Ipn very cooly. Well, am sorry. Still you don't look very much overcome with confusion"
 Appearances are deceitful some times, said Katie, rising to her feet.
 True; you will have cause to re- member that later. Now. take little advice in return for that you gave me this morning. Don't let your sister per- suade you to marry the squire. You are far too young to take the position of stepmother to his five children.
 But if I don't marry him we can't keep the farm. No one else will lend us the money to pay off the mortgage. Oh, how hate that MT. Arle!n
 The young man smiled.
 Something tells me that all will come out right in the end," he said. Wait Q little while and see if I am not correct in my prophecy
 '' You are very kind, I'm sure, to take such interest in me,n said Katie. q thank you. very much; and now good- bye-1 feel too badly to stay out in this hot sun any longer" and picking up her pail of berries she walked away, the young man watching her until she was lost to sight over the rising ground ot clover field.
 Katie's heart felt lighter, though she could scarcely tell why. and she crept up the backstairs to her own room un- noticed by Hannah, and bathed her red eyes. Then, feeling much refreshed, she threw herself on her bed and was soon asleep, completely worn out by the excitement of the day.
 She was awakened by the sound oi voices in the parlor below, and curious to know who the visitor could be. she smoothed her hair and went down stairQ