Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-10-15
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eyes and palpitating heart. realized who
it was that had taken them so unawares.
She came down stairs, rushed past Rover.
who, stretched at length on the doorstep.
raised his head with a suspicious sniff,
and in another moment found her hand
clasped by Henry Creighton.
WELL" said Jim, as he threw the
reins on the horses back and stopped to
unfasten the trace: Il he'd so much bust
ness on hand took pardner, but j be
bowed. Sis, if didn't forgit about yer
post Office after ALL
No need OF apology. Jim could talk If
he chose. but nobody heard him or cared
what he said. They fingered Il minute,
and then walked slowly and in the most
absorbed manner in the direction Of the
garden .Jim's Impractical eye followed
them as he energetically stripped the har-
ness from the horse and led him By his
foretop to the drinking trough.
81 recken that wasn't the kind of mail
she was worryin' over" he unused. She
seems tickled to death to see him; what
do they want out there, | wonder, nothin
there but lettis, rareripes and green cur
rents, and them not fit for pickin'.'
The low, swinging, blossoiny bon2hs
shut them from sight or sound. The lit
lie birds fitting about on the tree-tops
We're too happy in their love, and too
busy in their life to notice ths m, and just
exactly what he said, and how he said it,
we can never know. Biissfully happy
were their faces, however. a. they turned
back to the house, some half-hour later.
and sought Mother Remington in the
kitchen. The wide swing table was laden
with tn: delicious cookery Of the day,
while the vacant oven, and its open door,
told the secret of the broken watch. The
weekly had slipped from her hand, and
Mother Remington was IN the land o
dreams.
Very hurriedly she resumed her self
possession and listened to the young lover
full story, as with Betsy's hand in his h'
stood before her. There was dignity
and earnestncss in his manner that com
PEELED both attention and respect.
'.Such good fortune has beiallen me tht
have come to talk it over with you, h
said. 81 have been offered a partnership
in my Uncle Jobs store, he to furni-l
capital. and | to relieve him in every way
by taking the care and responsibility o
the business in other words, he asks M
world save me- am now through study
ing and Uncle Job wants a home in whicl
we NAV live together Now | ask YOU
gracious permission to take your daughte
Betsey, whom | ardently do love, to MAKE
our home an earthly paradise. | have
wen her consent and pray you will not re
fuse to make Us happy
Mother Remington wiped her eyes with
l..
rose from her chair, returned to it, ane
finally spoke.
Young man. | owe you no i'll will, ant
| know that Betsey loves you. | never
agin shall lay out to do this, or t'other,
cause in all human concait it would not
turn out rs I'tended to hev it. give her
to you fair and above board, KNOWN that
every hair in her blessed young he'd is Il
honest one.
shes been my little girl. and give
the heart out o my body when | give her
t. you Sorrer and loss comes fast enough
in this wourld, and maybe it's the best
way to scrape up and save what true love
squeezes into 1t.
Aunt polly's dear old eyes were dim
with tears as she stroked her false front
with one hand and gave Mrs Remington
the other. exclaiming' Now I'm proud
of YOU. sister lietty, Tor you speak the
things which become sound doctrine. -
"And now comes II hard point to set
tie. a" urged Henry. "Mv uncle is obliged
to 90 out to his possessions in Holland
Purchase. and will be absent some time.
lie is obliged to start tom New York on
Saturday of next week or wait the next
conveyance. which will not leave in
months. | must return to help him off
and to assume his duties, The stage
leaves tomorrow night at &. Must | 20
alone, or will YOU grant me my wife ?
Remember he added with quiet dgni-
ty, THAT my courtship has been a long
one
No word was spoken to settle the mat
ter, but Jim declared it a master stroke of
economy that the quilting feast and the
wedding supper should be one and the
same.
When Betsey Remington sought her
room that night II glorious moon was sill
vcring the silent earth, and rs she sat by
her window she tried to still the tumultu-
Gus beatings of her heart aud to recall all
the later events of the day. She went
iorccasting into the morrow. but could
think of nothing with steadiness or quiet,
in this first flush OF her great rejoicing
but she smiled 10 herself and said, ITO
think OF our quilting being turned into our
wedding day"