Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1882-03-16


81 liked Luella well enough" said
the young man, slowly, "but it wasn't
she that wished to make my wife. It
was you, Winifredl'
"Ii" cried the girl.
Il loved You Winifred," said Jellihe,
in faltering voice. sWhenever
dreamed of home of my own, it was
your faceI fancied beside my hearth ;
but now e
"Well," said Winifred, snow"
81 don't care to ask any girl 10 be my
wife. / couldn't expect any girl to go
to the bleak loneliness of the Beach
Farm, with its acres of sea-grass and
shingly sand, and its old, one-storied
house, all leaning to one side with the
east wind.n
Winifred looked at him with soft,
glittering eyes.
ssJack, !" said ehe, II don't mind the
lonliness nor the east winds, if--if only
you love me L I'd risk it all, if"
"Winifredi Do you really mean it?
And she answered, blushing beauti-
fully:
eyes, Jack"
"You'n risk it all, Winifred, for my
sakea"
eyes, jack
Great was the tumult and displeas-
ure in the Wynhart family when it was
discovered that Winifred had engaged
herself to Jack Jelliffe.
sIf it had been Simeon. now" croaked
Mrs. Wynhart, 81 shouldn't have so
much objected"
"But I didn't love Simeon, mother, I"
pleaded Winifred.
Love-" repeated Luella, angrily.
"Bah I've no patience with such SEN
timental trash; and If Winifred is really
determined to go to Beach Farm, she
must make up her mind to separate
herself from as !"
"Oh, Lnellai"
sLuella is right" said Mrs. Wynhart.
81 never expected to see child Of mine
deliberately turn pauper."
And Winifred, who had been secretly
contemplating the idea of a new white
alpaca dress to be married in, now re-
solved she would have to wash and iron
her old white muslin, because it was
very plain that her mother would not
open her purse-strings in her behalf.
Winifred, soft and yielding though
she WIS in other matters, was most trus
and loyal to Jack Jelliffe, IN spite Of
the vehement oppositions she met with
from her family.
81 love him, mother" 3" she said, pit
eously, when Mrs. Wynhart was most
merciless in her vituperation.
"Humphp r said the stout matron.
"It's pity you didn't fall in love with
Billy Seeley, who has just been sent to
the poorhouse!"
So matters stood, one bloomy, blowy
April evening, when Winifred went out
under the crimsoning naples Of the
woods to meet Jack Jelliffe. Fos Mrs.
Wynhart had made herself so obstru-
sively disagreeable that all hopes OF
pie SAINT evenings by the freside were
abandoned, and Winifred lived only in
the brief, bright moments when she met
her lover in the winter sunset. with the
frozen branches cracking overhead and
the chill stars shining in the sky.
Jack Jelliffe was there before her.
s'Well, lassie," he exclaimed, ioyously,
as she came up, sT've been waiting for
you this half-hourl And I thought you
never were comingl''
x ~ ~ y
Mrs. Wynhart was cutting out little
cloth waist-coats for the twins, by the
light Of . smoky kerosene lamp, when
the door opened, and Winifred came in,
leaning on-Jack's arml
She glared at them over her spectacle
rims with most ungraoious eyes.
aMother." said Winifred, in low
voice, 1--WE have something to tell you.
Jack has sold the Beach Farm
'sHumph r said Mrs. Wynhart. ssAnd
you're expecting to come here to live.
are you? But you can'ti''
ITO the city Of Sandport," went on
Winifred, as if her mother had not
spoken-afor seaside park. And they
have paid him twenty thousand dollars
for it, III 81 se,..ss
"Twenty-thousand- dollars r. gasped
Mrs. Wynhart. For hundred acres
Of barren ssarsand! It amt true
don't believe it'll,
"And,r added valiant Jack, 1--WE have
bought Doctor Bailey's farm, with one
stone house, and I can give Winifred 3
| home at least as gocd as the one I take
her from.'
| "As good as you take her fromI
should think SO r calculated Mrs
! Wynhart. remembering with regret thai
all this golden prize might have beer
Luella's. Squire Bailey's stone house
With q bay-window and double parlors