The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1880-01-31

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drummed out Of the place-and you
leave my house this night | have put
up with your nonsense as long as | III
tend to. You are not fit TO stay in a re-
spectacle family"
"Oh, aunt" moaned Polly, with white
lips; but Miss Phoebe went on, though
IN more argumentatlye tone as her
wrath cooled
mo, you needn't leave tonight,
neither. [ have SO much company IN
vited tomorrow that you shall help me.
[ might as well get what | can out of
YOU, though if you were 10 work your
fingers to the bone you couldn't repay
me- You haven't any claims ON menow:
YOU are big and strong enough to work
for yourself. [ wouldn't have turned
You out when you were little and help
less, but I've done my duty by you
now"
Polly stemmed the torrent Of words
1t IS not necessary to say anything
more, aunt, she said in clear voice:
q viii go. !"
The next morning was clear and cold
The stubble sparkled with a million
frosty diamonds when Polly crossed the
fields on her way to church; some hardy
little LngGsh sparrows were CHIPPING
thanks that the snow haduot vet covered
the bits Of scattered grain which remain
ed for them, and PoIly's heavy heart
grew lighter as she watched them cheeri-
ly picking and finding sustenance in the
barren field.
Behold the fowls Of the air; for
they SOW not neither do they reap, uor
NJ INF la, I, /
Father feedeth them. Are ye not much
better than they -
These words Of comfort coming into
her mind warmed her cold Heart. and
with light step she obeyed the sweet,
silyery invitation Of tho church bells. \
holy calm fell on her spirits rs She enter
ed the peaceful little church, and walk
INC up the dim aisle she took Ter seat
where the crimson light from Il stained
glass window fell atLwart her palHd lace
The words " outcast, orphan, homeless, "
had been ringing IL her brain with a
dull, maddenin9 repetition all night, but
now, as the deep tones OF the organ rang
out III glad Thanksgiving TO the Giver Of
all good things, Polly felt herself up
htted, for the moment above the mIscra-
ble arnOyauces of her LIE; ana when she
glanced Mt Melissa, looking pretty and
fresh IN her feathers an silk, she felt al
most thankful for her. that she possessed
the love Of n Great and noble soul. Polly
led the choir, and when the minister's
ear caught the sweet. clear tones, iii
which there was no guile, lie also thank
Ell God
With the inconsistency Of human
,. I
times during the service to the pumpkin
pies on the shelf At home This was be
fore the sermon. When once she felt the
magnetism Of his voice she listened spell
bound until 1t ceased. She never went,
some touching recital She sat mUtiou-
less, with dilated eyes, and almost held
her breath until he had finished. To-day
she kept saying to herself: THE last
time The last time when next he
speaks here God knows where | shall
be r."
Once the minister caught the express
sion OF the wild brown eyes, aud there
was such misery in them hat for mo-
ment he lost his self-possrssl0u.
After church Polly hurried home to
set the table, and the minister followed
with Melissa, whom for reasons Of Ler
own, Miss Phoebe had also invited to
dinner.
At dinner Melissa was placed next tie
minister and Polly opposite, :, small
handmade being behind Tor III. occasion
to wait on the table Polly could not
help thinking what r handsome couple
they would make, rs she glanced from
his strong, dark head and brilliant blue
eyes, to Melissa S cold, clear-cut face,
and graceful figure, draped in rich black
silk. Polly's face WAS flushed from
bending over the stove, and her hands
trcmbled with excitement
She did not know al what moment her
aunt would come ont with something
about Yesterdays performance. and
Polly felt that before all the assembled
relatives, and especially before the min
lister and his betrothed she could not
endure it. But Miss Phoebe seemed IN a
particular good humor, and her aemd
lace dissolved itself into something APP
preaching smile
Once Melissa, smiling Mt Polly, SAID:
q have heard Won were a good cook,
but I had no idea you were SO accom-
pIished."
Polly didn't make anything but the
pumpkin pies" Aunt Phoebe answered,
smiling rrimly. and she ordered the maid
to bring them Oh.
4 can testify that they arc everything
that pumpkin pies should be, said tho
minister, with a laughing glance which
caused Pollv's face to blaze, caused No
lssa to give bera cold suspicious look. and
made Aunt Phoebe draw down tLe cor
ners Of her mouth in a very significant
way.
In the hurry Of the morning Polly had
neglected tasting her pies, and with some
anxiety she watched her neighbOr, a
farmer cousin. cut his piece He took
one enormous mouthful OF the yellow
MISUNDERSTANDING stuff, then seized his
glass OF milk and gllped it down lie
set his glass down with ali exclamation
aud very WY face To her dismay
Polly saw everyone down the table DO
the same thing Crimsoning, she glanced
furtivelv over at the minister: he and
Melissa were talking and toying with
their forks, but neither Of them were
eating.
Aunt Phpbe waited till there was
painful silence about the board, t4rn cX-
ecuted her next flank movement
Sarah. she said, turning to the girl,
Z" bring the cake off the dresser When
a large, beautifully Drowned plum-cake
was set before her she sud suaveiy 10
her guests: This cahs, my frieu0s,
WIS made by Melissa's pretty hands, and
| DO not think you viii find it seasoned