The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-09-02

steps just at Mrs. Beers side: she
reached out for it. Tommy saw the
nan@uvre, grabbed Intellectually at the
document and fed; it was the lost note
to Miss Nancy.
Seems as though there was Provi-
dence in it, F" remarked Mrs. Beers, but
Janey did not hear, for she was running
after Tommy with the 'emptied basket
she had just brought out; suddenly she
stepped on stone, twisted her ankle
and fell.
It was hard for Mrs. Beers to get her
into the house and on to her bed. but
Janey was not the fainting sort of won
an, and between her courage aud her
visitors patience it was managed. Mrs,
Beers stayed and got the supper for
Sam, and then trotted home, sending
Mrs. Marsh back to take her place as she
passed the house. Early the next morn
ing she went over to Miss Nancy Try
on's.
Good mornin'," she said. beaming
on that stiff old lady with the sunny
homely countenance of pumpkin In a
cornfeld.
"Say, Miss Nancy, I've ketched nice
teller a-meddlin', betwixt you and Janey,
I've got the note she writ to We out O.
Tommy MASKS pockets I guess he went
fishin' or somethin' an foFg6t it an lied
about it; anyway, here tbs. !" Miss Nan
cy grimly opened it, and it ran thus:
DEAR AUNTY: have finally made up nv
mind to marry Sam think great deal Of
him, and he does Of me, !. expect and it seems
as If there wasn't any real gaod r5ason WIZ
shouldn't saTe and except that you don't like
him, but know you will after while, and he
thinks ever SO much Of you; he just hates his
Uncle Sam.
since father died, and you know how he set by
you, and looked for you to be mother to his
baby, and 30 you was.
I'm real sorry vexed ycu about Sam, but
couldn't help it please forgive me and come
over to Mrs. Marsh's tomorrow night and see
nae married. Do, do! Sam says do, too.
Your loving JANEY.
Dreadful sweet most's good as
honey" growled Miss Nancy, in voice
half-moved, half incredulous but why
did she wipe her spectacles? Mrs. Beers
went on in her soft voice
" [ was down there las night an she
kinder turned her ankle a-runnin' after
that boy I fixed her onto the bed an
got supper. but she can't step she was
a-comin' right up here but for that, and
cried real bad about it.
" | think 'twould set her up dreadfully
ef so be you could feel to forgive her
fur enough to step around and help her
a mite, [ know it's dreadful hard to
get over sech things, and she knows it,
and is a-grfevin' over 1t sight but I
said, says I, Don't We take on, Janey;
when you git down tot; she's enc O.
them that's better'n they're willin' to
show; any way I'll tell her to-morrer,
and she'll do jest as she's mind ter. y"
"That's so y said Miss Nancy, grim
ly, and Mrs. Beers, wise in her harm
lessness, went home. Whether it was
the note with its honest honey or Mrs
Beers butter who can tell? A MKT
ure of both, no doubt, but Miss Nancy,
left to her own heart and conscience,
softened at once, and, locking up her
tiny house, set off to Janey's with q
sachel in her hand. Never had she re-
celved such welcome; even Sans
hearty handshake and frank smile were
accepted az they were meant and till
Janey's ankle was thoroughly well the
work and the nursing were done, as
Miss Nancy did everything, as well as
hands, head and heart could do them.
The very day she went back to her own
house Mrs. BunnelI sailed in
''Well said !" she exclaimed, "you've
got over your huff, ha'n't YEP Philindy.
Beers hes buttervd ye up good well,
you're the last woman I ever expected
would be smoothed over this way /"
i" Look here, Sophi' Bunnell !"
snapped Miss Nancy, with alacrity and
fire, cit tells in Scriptur' about eatin'
butter an honey SOS to know how to
choose betwixt evil an good well. I've
eet EN-, and I've found out buffers
sight better'n briers be, anyhow r.
" Dear reader, don't we agree with
her 2"- Youths Conspanion.