The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-12-29

70 grow usmp and heavy under the warm
glow, when turning the corner Of fence,
where the drifts were blown up like blocks
OF marble, his horse gave decided spring and
stopped at sight of small, dark figure
trudglng along on foot, picture unusual
enough to scare any horse in the country,
where not farmers daughter, in however
moderate circumstances, will undertake mile
journey at any season of the year unless pro-
yvlded with some shape or form OF mag.
And Mr.. Brindle gazed down with wonder
that grew deep and intense at sight OF the fair
little face with it's dark eyes and slightly
upturned nose raised toward him.
NAB Lacyl7 he cried; lis it Nab Lacy, or a
Christmas vision?1
@It is NAB Lacy" she answered, with little,
futtering laugh. GTve come back to see Aunt
Nancy"
Then you've como on as much of q wild
goose chase as have he returned, ruefully.
She's gone--gone plum to the Branch. Her
Old Pepper beats my Floss woefully, and I
saw the gable end of her sleigh shy around
the corner before got 10 the end of the lane. +"
oh, what shall l do?" cried Nab, overcome
with the suddenly desperate appearance of her
position, and sitting recklessly down on way
side stump, whose white cap OF snow was
gradually sinking away and oozing in drops
down its sides
Don't do that!" cried Mr. Brindle with
alarming sharpness; @you mustn't sit on wet
stump and catch a cold just because Aunt
Nancy took a notion to go cumming around
for Christmas lark. Jump in my sleigh,
like sensible girl, and wen see"
What's the use?" walled Nab, trying to stop
a little rill of tears that was slipping down her
cheek with a.corner of her gray veil. Il can't
go home with you, and there's nowhere to 60
Oh, Mr. Brindle-Ben, what shall do?"
@Do just what tell you" said Mr.. Brindle.
First give me your hand, and you jump in
here back of this robe. Now well have talk.
So you're alone Mab?"
SAu alone, Ben," sighed Nab.
"Well, look here I'm the same old Ben you
always knew-and hated
Il didn't" said Nab. T-I-you know,
Ben"
4And you're the same Nab Lacy always
knew"
Eyes; I'm tempted to wish was some one
else just now"
swell, amt If you're alone we're both
alone, Nab, for / am; and it's rather rough, in
my opinion. Now, why couldn't we drop over
board this big slice of time that's separated US
80 long, and go back to whore we left off be-
fore we few out at each other?"
slow could WEI" asked Nab.
@Look through yonder," said Ben, pointing
to little yellow cottage at the end Of lane
branching off the road sour new minister
0f6S OIdU
"Does he?" Mab's tone expressed nothing
whatever, but Bachelor Brindle's solemn gray
eyes caught the flicker of blush in her cheek.
"Yes, he does" he answered. "Mab, I've
got ten dollars in my pocket I expect the
minister is needing about ten dollars awful
bad"
Hadn't you better make him present OF
itI" asked Nab, sweetly smiling off at the lace
work Of snow-dappled tree branches in the
winter blue distance Ben looked little dis
concerted then rallied
"But, Nab, he said, she's kind Of proud ]
wouldn't dare to offer it to him without giving
him a chance to earn it, Mab-Mab, YOU
haven't lost your tormenting ways, but the
bargain we made back yonder at the stump
was that would help you out of your trouble
if you d do as l said There's no one to find
fault with what we do-nothing to keep us
apart Now, Nab, we're going straight to the
minister's cottage, and you know what for"
"Then," said Nab, turning her blooming
face to him, aall I've got to say, Ben u.s. i
you're right sure you're right, why go ahead y
So Mr.. Brindle had a wife to cook his Christ
mas dinner, after ALL There was merry bust
hing, there was laughter and gladness in the
hitherto lonely bachelor quarters And there
was, too, sweetly solemn hour in the tender
gray Christmas twilight wherein Ben and
Nab, with the big bible between them, bent
low their heads in grateful acknowledgment
of the loving care of the One who, through
trial and sorrow, ever and always, leads US on.