Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1882-04-08

i Ehfbi lF8tNW J ift "a BhNE SAill away
/ IT he could have fnreseen his rrcep-
4 tion- Baby had been sitting alone In
the dining room ia the middle of the
/ table. surrounded by AL the pickle
and marmalade jars and fruit cans
and catsup bottles and j tm pots ont
4 OF the store room For il was the
monthly hnnse-clpaniug day and the
store room fell to Lettv'S share, the
foreign help being gifted with too
\ great u talent for smashing and
breaking,to say nothing Ut an equiv
/ alent talent for ahstracting and de-
vouring both swepts and sours
1 Lefty sprang from the lounge and
slipping on her slippers, FASTENED
where duty had been calling so long.
| Baby sat Us good as gold, nursing a
! bottle of tomato sauce, snugly wrap
| ped in a dish-t towel, in the spot
where she had been when Rick s
| ring summoned her sister to the
door. OILY one small hlsk lay on
the floor, broken, filing the air with
the subtle fragrance of garlic 1T
| won't be missed !" said Lefty. 4
| thank fortune there is no worse mis-
scarcely uttered when her eyes fell
upon the last jar of marmalade, the
secret of the making OF which died
with grandmother and which was
being saved for Aunt Emory's Tan
old maid worth thirty Thousand dol
lars) birthday. There it stood in
front Of Baby, with more than half
of its thick paper hat torn off, aud
yawning cavity made in its precious
contents 10y little scooping fingers.
"Oh, Baby. why couldn't you have
taken any jar but that 2" asked
Lefty, eproachfully.
But baby evidently had no excuse
to offer for not having done so, for
she kept on grooming to her bottle
doll, while her sister hastily fashion
ed on another paper hat and tied it
securely over what remained of the
original covering.
Then said Baby, Rick tiss I-nice
Rick -
On, that was what he was doing
when she foolishly imagined he was
waiting for her to beg his pardon
kissing Baby good-by. She might
have known it, for he always loved
Baby, derry
Yes, baby; nice Rick, good Rick,
dear Rick; but for all that, the ring
he gave me goes back to him to-
morrow unless / hear from him to-
night.
But she did not hear from him
that night and the next day the little
l.. 3 4 4 -
hiding place in the thick brown hair,
and too faithful messenger placed
it in Rick'S hand as he left his place
of business But, ah ! what u list
less, weary voice repeated the nur-
sery rhymes that Babydemanded
fifty times d day
mo nice no MORE" said baby
missing the merry tones and happy
laugh.
But Mrs. Lounsberry was not at
all dlspeased with the turn affairs
had taken. BrOugham Brown suit
ed her much better as prospective
son-in law than Richard Creighton.
One was "a wealthy young brewer,
the other a poor clerk in a counting
house.
Lefty will soon get over it," she
said to Letty's father, whose heart
ached at the sight of his daughters
sad face. "a first-love disappoint-
ment is always hard to bear for a
while. | thought | should die when
Stephen Ford married my cousin,
but | di mt; l lived to marry you
and have a seal-skin cloak, while
Mrs. Ford hash t even "a jacket"
And so Brougham Brown, who
was really manly, generous, good
hearted fellow in spite of his beer
aud wealth, encouraged by the MA
ternal head of the house, began de
voting himself in the most ardent
| fashion to Lefty; and she, seeing
her mothers pleasure thereat, aud
hearing no word from Rick, received
his attentions in passive, unre-
sponslve way. tar
Three months went by, and it was
Aunt Emory's birthday. and that
eccentric old lady had decided to
divide it among the family luncRing
with Que portion, dining with an
other, and supping with third.
The lunch party was given at her
sister Lett las MRS. Lounsbely) and
some h a dozen old friends and
some dozen relatives were hidden To
the feast. Lefty, in sea-green
gown (Rick's favOrite gown with a
spray of pink hyaclnths (Rlck's
tavorite spring tlower) in her hair,
went quietly about welcoming the
guests, Brougham Brown following
her like shadow until lunch was
announced. Then taking her place
at the table, the young man still near
her, she raised the cover from aud
dipped spoon into the last jar of
grandmamma's famous peach mars
malade (she had had 1t placed before
her, trusting to be able to hide the
i misnhinf RAhu had dAuAl Nuhen