Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1882-03-16
tENEsCENT OF a DEAD ROSE.

+ owE way, all OF you. r shall never inter
kere with you again, for good or bad, so
good bye to your and "A unt Paulett hobblsd
Of on her ebony erntoh like the offended
Old fairy god-mother.
\. The family looked at one another with
blank faces as the door clappsd smartfy
sfter her. 4 8 III b. 5 #
Aunt Pauiett was d woman OF Aer word.
and, ii she said she would 60 back to her
husbands people, 60 she would undcubt-
edly, and then, what would become Of
hem all? @ a 81 s5@ 36 i 3S .8
From that day--twenty years ago when
8he, q chiidless widow, entered her sisters
scrambling, out-at- elbows household, to-
yesterday evening, she had ruled them all
With q rod OF iron, by the might OF a strong
will and long purse.
Easy going Mr.. Hilton and his fair, stu
9lid, good netured wife, who spent plae-
Id existence doing woodwork on the sofa,
Aer ideas seemingly bounded by the re-
4uirements OF the last annual baby, We're
mere ciphers in their own house, under her
stern, yet wholesome sway. II:
1t Mr.. Hilton, after one or two cutting re.
marks from her iadyship. had sadly resigned
his ancient and comfortable fashion of
spending the evening in his. greasy old
dressing WI and down at heel slippers; If
The servant shook in their shoes at the sound
of Lady PaUlett's bell, and hint of @Aunt
Araoella" quelled the widest nursery riot
yet the handsome premium which. was to
start clever Jack on the road to glory as an
engineer, the allowance which sent studious
Pierce to college and saved him from filing
stool in his fathers Office Dora's pretty
gowns and tginkats, Emily's singing lessons
and the new piano, the summer trip to the
seaside, the winter pantemime and Christ
mas party-in brief, all the comforts and
Injuries of the family from the pony car
riage to the last babv's christening robe,
came from the generous hand Of the same
oenefcient old despot; and now, all were
melting away before their astonished
eyes like summer snow, and Aunt Arabella
vas off to spend the rest of her days with
The George Pauletts-a and why2 Because,
forsooth. pretty Dora, instead Of carrying
out her aunt's Intentions and waiting till,
in the fulness of time, Spancer Paulett
should return from sea, fall in love with
and marry her, had gone and engaged her
self to the parish doctors long legged Irish
assistant, with nothing in the World.to offer
her but warm Irish heart, a decent share
OF brains under his shock head of red hair,
and an income which be modestly de-
scribed rs being on the wrong side Of his
account book as yet.
There was an appalled, silence, broken
only by the sound Of the old lady's crusch
tapping off into the distance.
Mr.. Hilton retired behind his newspaper
with the air Of q man who had much to say
on the subject presently
Mrs, Hilton shifted feebly on her sofa,
The smallest Hilton but one sat under the
table sucking its thumb and, vaguely con.
scIous o. evil to come, prepared for wall.
In o distant window Dora wept.and wept
lmperYlous to all her Corneilus's vigorous
whispers OF consolation
Pierce had Withdrawn discreetly when
the storm broke, through the window into
the garden, where he was seen walking no
and down in dismayed meditation, and
Jack, shrreptitiously shaking his fist at the
unconscious back Of his would. be brother
ln-aaw, followed Pierce. Mean while, up
the staircase and down the corridor went
Aunt Arabella briskly enough despite her
lameness and her eighty years. She had
TWO little rooms IN remote corner of the
house, sacred from the Intrusion of the
most audacious Of Hiltons She entered
the first Of them. where a pale, meek young
female sat sewing.
"Parker!"
Yes, my lady"
I want my trunks. Find them at once
and pack up everything that belongs to
me-"
"Long attendance On her imperious mis-.
tress had deprived the gentle Parker Of The
power Of expressing any sentiment but
that OF meek acquiescence.
Yes, my lady"
I'VE go by the first train tomorrow, SO
be ready"
Yes, my lady"
"And let some one take two letters to the
post for me tonight"
Yes, my lady"
Lady Paulett passed on to the next room,
3 bedroom furnished with magnificent
erection OF mahogany and satin damask
large enough to accommodate ten little ladies
like herself.
There was wood fire burning, rendering
dlmly visible ancient spider legged tables,
a corner cupboard with treasures of old
CHINA and enamel; elaborate works of art liza
patchWork; a counterpart, cushions, &C..
and some framed and glazed performances,
10 tenstSteh. Eleazer meeting Rebecca.
Ihe Prodigal's Return. and truth Clean
ing" with faces and hands OF painted kid
faded by age into CHASTITY Wilderness.
Lady Paulett seated herself in tall old
armchair by the fire, while Parker lighted
a large SILVER branche1 candlestick and drew
a table near to her
come for the letters in half en- hour"
les, my lady," and while Parker hur-
lrted OF to rumnage out her mistress's long.
forgtten travelling equipments, Lady Pau
lett, IN her neat old fashioned hand. in
dlted two short notes. addressed the one to
Mrs. George Paulett, Eastholm Hall. Will
.mington, Yorkshire;" the other TO aR. J.
Blackett, Esq, Lincoln's Inn, London. ?
She had finished before Parker reappearea,
and after sitting thinking Coz few min
\ ntes, drew froRa her desk q folded paper.
It vas headed Memoranda for my win,
1853, and contained sundry notes, over
which she pondered
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