Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1882-10-12
The Romance Of a Little Red Pgttie0at.
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The dusky hour of q Winter Afternoon
had come; but there was cheerful fir
in Mrs. Brightlook's great kitchen, wher
little Rachel sat gazing dreamily int
the embers. 1t was too dark to worl
any more and the sampler had fallen Oh
the floor beside her. She had just finish
ed the aged T." and Row, to complete
the work, must be added the date an(
the small numbers, 2, 8, A. etc.
Mrs. Brightlook walked back an(
forth across the room, now and theI
turning large spinning-wheel ant
holding in one hand long thread, which
ran smoothly from the spindle as sh'
kept time with snatches of old Englisf
songs to the hum. hum, hum of the
wheel .85t
Mother said Rachel, L wish-well,
s'pose Ioughtnt to; but do wish We
were like the Woods i- i.t'
Il don't quite understand, DEAR re
piled Mrs. Brightlook.
why. it's sonice over there, so many
of them, and they have such nice times.
'Ahl yes. see, Rachel,' said her
mother. 4 wish our hoine aods merrier
1t must be dull. with only Aunt Polly
and me- -
No. nc, Mother. Not that: bat. if you
were only little girl, too,' said Rachel.
Nobody talks when play. just have
to say yes and no to myself
well, dear replied Mrs. Brightlook,
sadly, I'VE must try to keep. one another
company. We only have each other, my
little girt.f = -----. ~ 'ai
She seated herself in her great arm
chair. and drew her daughter to her side
They sat there together, watching the
flames leap higher and higher up the
chimney. until the shadows grew long
and the moons cheerful face peeped in
at the window. .-7'-H 49, ift
, Rachel was thinking of the home over
the way. of the large family of happy
children and of3hov riceit yeuld be to
have, at least, one little sister. How she
would love hert A great deal better, she
was sure, than Mary Wood loved little
Nancy. She wondered why God sent so
many there, ard left her mother with.
only old Aunt Polly and her own little
self In a big house, where there was
plenty of room for more. .....,
Mrs. Brightlook thought of happy
time, not many years before, when
dear little baby would hold out its arms
to- q loving father, who tenderly elasped
tito his breast; of the fair-haired boy
whom she bad laid sweetly to rest one
Summer evening; of her fathers parting
blessing to herself and little Rachel.
The few years. that had passed since
this event had seemed long and lonely
to Mrs. Brightlook. She had not mur-
INJURED. but only grown silent and,
thoughtful asthe days AMI months went
by. q - q r - ~ -. o.
Perhaps I have been selfish she
thonght, I haven't looked for the little
pleasant times for Rachie that other
Children have. She ought to have some
thing tO'brightsn her little fife.'
Rachel she said, after little further
thought, how would you like TO go over
10 Bridgeway? Mrs. Gotta has written
to ask us to make her-a visit when the
Spring comes and it is warm enough fori
you to play out on the farm. Ny child
must have some tnetrisrf, times, How
like like that En-. Rachie p |
1T was D great treat to go to the Gotta
Fsfn, = days, journey from the town
wffete Rachel lived; SO she answered.
yessa That will be some
lhihg nice to think sbeYt sil the next
iil0hfIi.' LThefc would 81 Do many pleas
.lt aathUtpHggslto see and de.srswhat, fun tod
limb upon the hay and hunt for eggs.
o, see Jacob milk The COWS, and dHlkl. |.
he'sweet new mix from islittle cbiik5!!
up that Mrsi Gotta always kept for her.