Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1880-10-11

"itoO w you he SHook HIS uodu w
imply negative, and occupied himself
with his supper again. Emma Land
had once upon time been somewhat
sore subject between them, for Dinah
Ann aoas jealous in the old days.
"Do you ever see her, James %
"See whom ?''
"You know. Emma Land"
81 can't think what has put all this
into your head tonight, Dinah Ann.
How is it ?"
'.But do you?"
s'Do what?"
sSee her,
"Why, how could see her ?" return
ed he, in a sort of helpless tone, that his
wife fully thought was put on. "She is
in the West Indies and l am here"
''She may not be in the West Indies
now."
81 don't know where she is. She's
there for all | know--and | am sure it
does not matter
'"Ask no questions, and you'll hear
no stories, " thought his wife, quoting
the line familiar to her in her school
girl days.
81 should not at all wonder, James,
but Emma Land has come back again"
"May be. Two or three years ago
we heard she had married out there"
"Who heard it? Who said it ?"
81 know | heard it; | remember it
quite well. But as to said it, l forget
that-your brother. think. That she
had marred cousin"
"Oh Not that that unlikely, for
she was ready to marry anybody. She'd
have married you, you know. She laid
traps for you
That's about true, believe, but I
did not fall into them, Dinah Ann. !"
And. laughing good-naturedly. James
Harbury turned from the supper tray to
reach his pipe. Dinah Ann rang the
bell, resumed her knitting and fell into
an unpleasant reverie.
A few days passed away, things 60
ing on smoothly at the farm. Dinah
Ann had recovered her temper; at least
she displayed no signs of its being
ruffied. James Harbury was as usual,
save that at times be seemed a little
absent-minded and thoughtful. One
afternoon he went up stairs to change
his every day coat for better one
Where are you going ?" cried Mrs.
Harbury quickly, as he came down
again.
"Only into Northam. l be home
early"
"Into Northam It's not market
day."
"No, but I've got a little business
there-about those sheep, you know
Dinah Ann. l shall get them at my
own price, after all.
"Of course you will. l told you 81
all along. But | do wonder you coult
not wait until tomorrow.
"Oh !! market days always bust
ling day; one forgets half ones bust
ness, or has not time to do it. Anywa,
| thought go this afternoon
Il should like to 60 with you, James.
Mr.. Harbury received the impulsiv
wish with blank look, and had N
ready answer at hand.
81 want to buy new silk gown ant
to order best cap, and ever SO man,
other things. Yes; | will 60 with yo
James. l wont be five minutes gettin
ready"
"But-Dinah Ann-not to-day.
can't take you this afternoon. Yo
shall 60 tomorrow, instead"
"Why can't you take me ?''
Business he shortly replied. And
his gig being just then brought round
White Bess in the shafts. he got into
without more ado and drove away, cal
ing out good bye to his wife.
: "lll be even with you, Mr.. James,
nodded she.
The sun was setting when he droN
in again and round to the stable yart
Leaving his horse and gig with Eval
he was crossing to the house when b
attention was caught by huge volun
of black smoke putting out of the CHR
ney of narrow building that was fo
t merly made to serve as brew-house ar
e wash-house, until the larger one W
built. AS it was out of use now, W
!, not, in fact, used for any purpose whs
!. ever, or entered by anybody fro
months end to months end, Mr.. Hs
bury naturally thought of fire.
g rushed to it like madman.
In the fireplace under the furnace
e fire blazed away. upon which more &C
d had recently been thrown. Whit
e than death, James Harbury made o
frantic move toward it, while a yell
a what really seemed like terror bro
e from him. Another yell succeeded. a
still another; then he collapsed utterl
t and fell upon low wooden stool in W
l. despair
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