The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-10-20

u 60 on All smeoih and pleasant
smooth aud plessn,' Helen Hyde loOl
ci across the grassy Asn 10 where u
little old man with his mild, ahsifscis
face. his m fled shirt front. The silver ha
that glistened ia the sunshine, and N
white. cla~-like fingers tissi slowly turne
themselves backward and forward as 1
sst there.
Re owned the place once, said Mrs. DAG
geit, but his sons turned cat bad. and b
indorsel for Square Soius's cousin. an
lost everything. And here hs is in his oil
age without . pcnpyi Whist sit, Becky
The oven ready for the piess Yes In
coming.
And shs bastlsd away. leaving Hslsl
alone. A sort u inspirstioa had entere,
the girl's hsaSt . she ssl there with th
Lriny smell Of Tho ocean iullins hsr senses
the rnstls Of the maple leaves murmurinl
softly overhead She took Mrs. Dardanel'
ten dollar bill from her pocket. and locke,
long aud earnestly At H. She thought o
the little one horse csrryall. which Oh,
and the girls from IIwood Institute wer,
to have hired together 10 drive over th,
hills and glens, and those sweet, mist,
summer afternoons; Of the excursion t.
Twin Rock by steamer, upon which she
bad counted; Of the new black bunting
dress. which she had decided 10 buy. Shs
must abandon all these little darling ex
travagances. il she INDUCED In this otheI
fancy.
As IL there could be any choice, she said
TO herself. And thsa she got up and went
softly across the grass aud clover blossoms
to where Daddy Mifiin sat.
Do you like this placer she asked soft.
ly.
It's my home, my dear. he answered.
seeming TO arouse himself out Of reverie
it's home! I've lived here for eighty odd
years. couldn't live anywhere else.
But there are other places plsassnter!
II may be, my dear, il may be, he said.
looking at her with troubled eyes through
the convex lenses Of his glasses. But IL
wouldn't seem the same to mol
Helen went back to Mrs. Daggett, who
was baking pies and rolls and strawberry
a h horf oaEa all az nn,at
Mu. Daggett. said she, here are ten dol
lars which Mrs. Dardanel gave me 10 do -
/ pleased with and Iplease TO give IL to
you to keep old Mr. Mifiin here five weeks
longer.
Mercy sakss alivel said Mrs. Daggett,
be amt no kin 10 you is he?
No, said Helen, but be so old and feeble
md friendless, and-and please. Mrs.
Dsggets. take the money! And perhaps
by the time that is gone shall be able to
send little more. Ny employers are 60.
ing to pay me generously in the city. l
'eel myself growing better able 10 work
avery day.
So Helen adopted tho cause Of one even
poorer than herself, aud for year she
paid the two dollars 4 week steadily, and
Mr.. Mifiliu never knew what danger had
menaced him!
At the end Of that time the old gentle
nan s son came from some vide wild reg
on across the sea. tall dark.eyed young
nan. with the mien Of prince in dis
,uise.
Ny father has been dead for year, he
aid. And his papers have only just been
thoroughly investigated. SO that ha We
recently learned, for the first time. that
here is an arrearsge due on my grand
Ather's allowance TO suffer
Oh. he's all right. said Mrs. Daggett.
We've took excellent good care Of him.
You are noble hearted woman. said the
ouug man. fervently grasping her hand,
nd will see that you are no loser by
our generosity.
II sin't me, said Mrs. Daggett, turning
ed and white. for Helen Hyde now spend
ng her second summer ut the farm house
at by, quietly sewing in the window re-
ess, Tn free to allow that me and Dag
EFT got out Of patience and was goin' to
ut him on tbs town, but Miss Hyde |
ere, one OF our boarders. she's paid for
i'm ever since
l beg your pardon, III have interfered.
Md Helen, blushing scarlet a. the large |
ark eyes fol- scrutiniringly on her face,
ut lie seemed so old and helpless. that
God bless you for your noble deed said
mbrose Minlin, earnestly.
But there WAS something ia Helen's
anner which prevented him from offer
'g any pecunisry rsoompenss 10 hsrl
My grandfather will need your cares no
lrther, said he We have beon fortunate
our Australian investments and am
repaired TO buy the old farm back again
ID settle here permanently.
And when Mrs. Dandauel began 10 think
bout getting her winter ball dresses made
p, she received q note from Miss Hyde,
hich ran o. follows:
Dear Mrs. Dnrdmei'--I am sorry 10 dis
,point you. but cannot undertake any
ore orders. For ! am 10 be married
oxt month TO Ambrose Mifnin and We are
live at the Daggett farm. And. oh. how
roud should be il you would come here
ID visit mo next summer, when the roses
Q in bloom and the strawberries ripen.
mbrose is all that is nice, and shall
we the dearest old grsndiAthsr-in.lav In
Ie world. Ahectionstely.
HKLHs HIDE.
And all this romance had grown out Of