The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-07-14


calf made the other day, coming slowly ul
the lane
liyou had been looking al wha, yot
we're doing. yoa wouldnt have seen him
said her grim listener
He didn't seo me, Of course. said Dolly
or | shouldn't have looked at him So in
ten,ly And. Oh, Aunt Lorinda, il wa,
just like looking at apiciurel
Stuff said Miss Cross.
lie was 30 handsome. and so dusty, and
so shabby, poor fellow And he sat down
under the old tree, took a crust OF bread
out Of his pocket, and began to eat it as
though he was very hungry. fhawent to
my heart
Rubbish said her aunt.
And got up softly. and ran into the
house. and cut slice
A slice! Great grief interrupted Aunt
Lorinda A piece big enough for the
breakfast OF whole family.
And ] buttered it,
You buttered it?
Yes, aunt l only took the butter that
was left in the dish
Half pound You go without butter
for a week
Aud | ran out again, and into the lane,
as fast as could, continued Dorothy, ap.
parently undismayed by this threat, for
fear might lose courage; and stopping
before him, put the bread in
his hand. and said, II am so sorry for
youl" and turned to run away, when he
seized my hand and kissed Miss Lorinda
Cross became rigid as marble), and said,
These are the first kind words I've heard
since came to this bcastly country. Tell
me your name. little one Dorothy Waldo
said |. Dorothy Waldo, he repeated; |
shall never forget it; and he raised his hat
and went away. Dear aunt, had you been
in my place, would you not have done as /
lid?
/? cried Aunt LorindaI carry meals to
strange men on the public highway? II
let foreigner who called my country q
beastly country, kiss my hand? No, in
Iced; he never would have kissed my
land.
Perhaps not said Dolly, with mo.
nentary twinkle in her eyes; and then she
.dded, pleadingly, but don't be angry any
onger aunt I'll make another loaf of
bread right away
But that won't bring back what you've
wasted, said her inAexible relative. A
pretty wife you'd be for man who hasn't
dollar to call his own, giving away bread
~ the loaf and butter by the pound Miss
Jross had retained at least one womanly
rata slight tendency to exaggeration)to
III thieves and tramps who happen to come
long.
Oh, aunt exclaimed her niece; he looked
ike prince.
A princel-with a snort of scorn. Your
lead is turned by that trashy poetry you
cad prince A likely story shah
~ clothes, and nibbling crust! A dis
,uised burglar, in my opinion. But burg
ar or no burglar, with some irrelevancy,
'ou shall never marry a'man who hasn't
lolar to call hip own, with my consent,
nd if you ever marry without my consent,
ou make liar Of your mother in her
rave.
Aunt, l have told you again and again,
aid Dorothy, firmly but gently, that l
lever would. / have not forgotten my
Mothers last commands.
Then don't be encouraging that Daniel
Howell to meet you at every tack and turn
nd if you must have someone to walk
ome from church with you-I can go
nd come by myself, thank Heavenl-there
; Abner Brown, and he has Thousand
ollars in the bank.
But, aunt, I've known Dan so long, and
e is away so much, that when he is
t home l feel as though = / mean |
'ouldn't like to hurt his feelings.
Bah! retorted the grim maiden. Men
ave no feelings. And as for knowing him
long time, | think you have known him 4
ute long enough
But il he had the thousand dollars. in
tead Of Abner Brown? questioned Dolly
18th more spirit than she had yet shown.
That would be in his favor, certainly.
Int lie hasnt and never will have, with that
Id father and mother depending upon
i'm A thousand dollars, indeed Where
ould he get it? The sooner you forget
'aniel Howell, ard the sooner Daniel
lowell puts you out OF his head the bet
IT.
There's no need for you TO talk SO loud,
unit said the little girl, Indignantly; and
len, startled by the look Of malicious
iumph on her aunts face, Dorothy look
around, Just in time to receive fare
ell bow from Daniel Howell as he turned
om the door.
He heard me, said Miss Cross I'm glad
D did; twill save trouble. {
oh, Aunt. Lorinda, how cm you be so
.uel? said poor Dolly bursting into tears
A year and half passed away, during
hich, owing TO his frequent absences and