The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1882-02-09
Vol. XVIII.


wife, whose husband used to bu in
the locksmithing business. I wish,
Ralph, you'd come into the next
room and try it. I'm so afraid of
breaking the lock-
Certainly, Aunt Phedra,' said
Mr. Sunfold.
he couldn't see pretty Eisie's
dimpled, blooming self, to be able
to do something for her was tue
next best thing and he followed
the old lady with alacrity into tue
adjoining apartment, where a bat
tered trunk stood against the
wall, like a IeViathaa iu repose.
She must have been dreadful
hard on her new trunk, sighed
Aunt Phedra. ...
Baggage, smashers , suggested
her nephew. One can't travel
without having ones things torn
to pieces. Where are yonr soys,
Aunt Phadra?'
He knelt before the trunk, the
old lady standing solicitously by,
as one key after another was
tested, without apparent success,
Pm afraid We shall have TO
give it up said Ralph. 'Stopl
here is one, more on The ring.
Eurekal We have 1.-THE very
thingr
swell, i declare r said Aunt
Phedra, as the young man lifted a
heavy lid and balanced it against
the wall, sif that wasn't sheer good
luck. Now for the black silk dress
pattern and tho trimmings. En-
what? A geDtleman's photograph
two of 'em? A box of ciga-
rettes ? / Go hopo Elsie hasn't
got the nasty habit of smoking,
like those dreadful Cuban ladies
one reads about, A red silk
smoking-cap and a pair of Turkish
slippers
ss'"r, Aunt Phcdral' said Mr..
SuuioId, who had grown very
pale. We have no right further
to pry sinto another PERSONS ho-
longinSs.'
Amt Phedra taFnc,l upon him
like au cnrascd lioness.
She wrote to me 10 look into
her things said she, and I'm
looking. And I'm glad | looked ;
for, as sure as you live, Ralph
Sdnfold, Elsie Bennett, my adopt.
cd daughter, has got married on
the sly, and these are her bus
bands things, packed In among
hers
But that is impossible said
straightforward Ralph. supfold.
She is engaged to mer
'Ob, Ralph, RalphH cried the
old lady, bursting into the slow;
|. .agonized tears of age, as She let
I>her head fall on her >nephew's
shoulder, don't think any more of
her. She's a jilt-a heartless CO.
quet! Oh: my boy, my boy she
never was good enough for you 7
Mr.. Sunfold turned silently
away. He would have pledged
his life for the truth and purity Of
little Elsie Bennett; but what did
these mute witnesses mean-tLe
testimony Of the laughing, hand
some photographs, with the silky
mustache and the dark, audaclous
eyeS2
What are you doing, Aunt
Phedra p be asked, with his at
ten ton. at last attracted BY her
quick, sudden motions.
Shutting up the trunk said
the oid:lady 5brusqueEy.; .Pll send
it back to her at once. I'll have
no such brazep faced doings in
my houser :>>:ti :. =. ! ';>*
| NO, Aunt Phedra,' said Ralph,
resolutely. 'lt@e'ther Of US leaves
the, house it, must :3r me. Elsie
has: s right toths she'.er of your
roof: She is your adopted :daugh7
ter. ..e e.. r.: .:.. '..
From this moment said the
old lady,. sharply 'she'is nothing
more to me r.
A cloud had come over, the
lEsoft starlight: Of: the. .auta mn
night; sad wind moaned among
the yellow leaves that had :dritted
along the roadside; and Mr.. Sun:
fold, sitting sadly by the fire. felt
as if his whole life we're darkened
over and changed. Aunt Phe'
dra opposite to him, was knitting
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