The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1880-07-01
Doctor Dedling startedi


"Five-thousand dollars 4" repeated
he, slowly.
Could it really be fact? II so-and
there seemed little reason for doubling
it-what fatal mistake he had made III
rejecting q bride who could bring the
rich portion of cranberry swamp" as
her wedding dover. If he had known
this half an hour-one little half-hour-
agol
"Don't fret about him, Judith, dear,
he isn't worth i'll urged honest Marina.
duke Redfeld, who had stopped on his
way to the postoilice TO bring message
from his mother. He was always a
pretentious sort Of fellow, all for outside
show, with heart like n stone, and a
nature as shallow as Deacon Doler's
brook"
Judith looked up at the clumsy, good
hearted, hard-handed farmer. and won
dcrcd that she had never before seen
what true face, and what clear, frank
eyes he had.
Forget HIM, Judith" pleaded Red
field; and she began seriously to think
that she would Mt least make the trial.
"Come over to our house and stay with
mother It's too bleak and lonesome
for you here, for the present at least.
Spring will be time enough for you to
come back to the cranberry swamp"
Judith Grey looked around at the SOL
itary room, and thought Of Mrs. Red
fields cozy kitchen, with its bright
coIorcd rag carpet its window lined
with blooming gcrmirums, and its shrill-
voiced canary bird hanging over the
work-tablc.
"Do you think" she hesitated, "that
your mother would be willing to be
troubled with such guest as Y"
Duke Rcdliclds face grew radiant.
"Only try her." he said; "dear
Judith, you'd be as welcome us the flow
ors in May"
And the next day Mrs. Redield came
over in the old farm carryall to claim
her guest, and the swamp house was left
to its own drcary desolation and the
driving SHOWS Of January.
Scarcely three weeks had elapsed
when young DR.. Dcdling came to Red.
field farm in his new gig, with the old
roam horse, that really made quite "A
good appearance when you did not
hurry him, and he was free from vista
ton commonly known as the "heayes.
"Thcre ain'G nobody sick here" sald
Julius, the hired man, who was splitting
wood at the side Of the house, rs lie eyed
the doctor rather suspiciollsly.
Ono, | know it" said DR.. Dedling;
"but have called 10 sec Miss Grey"
Miss Grey amt noways ailin' as |
know Of" persisted Julius, feeling the
edge Of his AK and staring hard at the
medical representative of Glassville.
81 have Called" said Dr. Dedling,
with dignity, cas- friend"
"Oh, SAID julius.
"WiII you he kind enough to let me
in % persisted the doctor.
"Iaint no use, said Julius, rollinga
prodigious pine knot down from the pile,
and preparing himself for II stupendous
effort "thcrc amt nobody to home"
Nobody at homc?" echoed the doe
tor.
"Thcy'yc all gone to church., cx,
planned Julius.
"ro church, man? Why, it's Tues
day."
Whosaid it wosn't 2" rctoHcd Julius.
They amt gone to hear serVice--thcy is
gone to be married y
"Who?' demanded the doctor.
"Our Marmadukc and Miss Judith !"
And down came the TX upon the end
Of the pine knot with crash that made
the man of medicine start back.
The new railroad was duly construct
ed directly across the depth Of old Miles
Grcy's cranberry swamp, and 81, 600 was
placed TO Mrs. Marmaduke Rcdiield's
account in the nearest national bank 4,
and Mrs. Pytchlcy thinks she made a
mistake in taking the gold eagles instead
OF the cranberry swamp; but young DR.
Dcdling thinks his mistake was greater