Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1880-11-11
WILD GRAPES.

"Sach quantity at them. said the
Widow Winlon. "and dong nobody
any good r.
Tue golden September susshins vas
steeping all the uplands in yellow bright
ness, the await couriers oi The coming
frost bad touched the naples and su-
macs with isry red. and the wild
grapes IN the woods came freighiing the
air with sweetness. Such Wild grapes.
too-great. 5looming masses of pnFples
opi'ined against sI.sir sank green leaves.
as Il some enchanted haad bad hung sII
the forest aisles with glistening PEN
dants oi araethyst. ST
"The jelly they would mskep' said
the Widow Winion, shading her large
back eyes with one hand. as she looked
up where the vines hal garIanded :
coupe or cedar trees. ''And the pre-
serves And the price they would bring
in markell Ireally do think that when
I rented the Glen Cottage, ! ought to
have bad the privilege of these woods
into the bargain. more especially as Mr..
Esselmont is in Europe, and the grapes
are doing nobody any good"
And the Widow Winte ~ q deep
sigh, as the wind waited Gust OF
fragrance towards her-tE uiR:
descnbable aroma OF the ripens
in the crucible OF autumn sunslIgl!
The Widow Win;on. be II UNDER
stood. was no angular matros OF wnnkled
old beIdame. but nAAljitIe parsonage
Of two or three-and-s with laugh
ing. sloe-black eyes, lOng-lashed and
almond-shaped. saucy. reFpusse nose,
and lips like cleft rosebud. And as
she stood there. with her dimpled hands
interlaced above her eyes. rebelIious
resolution formed itself in her heart.
"I will have them" said the Widow
WInton; "as well me as the schooiboys
and the sParrows. And i'll were to ask
that erusty old agent. I know he'd re-
fuse. sol shall omit the little ceremo-
ny. I'll send 'em into town, and TIL
take the money to get new fall hat,
fore nine has been positively shabby
ever sinee the Grape got soaked through
in that summer shower, three weeks
ago Sunday"
And the Widow Winton went home
to the little cottage on the edge Of the
wood, which had once been porter's
lodge to the Eesselmon. estate, and told
her sister what she had determined
upon.
"Fanny." said Miss Charity Hall.
who was ten years older than the Wild
ow. and good many degrees graver.
"pray don't think of such a thing"
"Why not 7" said Fanny.
''Is would be stealingl ~
"No, 1t wouldn't" stoutly argued
Fanny. "There they hang, doing no.
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said M;.. Charlie
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eyes. / 70 nodded the widow. 81
But she was yet engaged in gather
ing the purple spoils that hung. ripe aud
tempting, within her reach. when there
was cracking Of dry leaves under
foot. and tall young man, in a SUIT of
dark-colored cloth and a Tvrolese ba.
stepped lightly into the forest glade.
"It's the new rector" said the Wild
ow Winton 70 herself. "To think that