Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1882-11-01

acled and klndly-eyed make pas
toral call. And Harry Ayton broke ao-
ruplly into the good man's rather prosy y
platitudes to ask the question nearest
to his heart.
Mr.. Merriman, do YOU think it pos
sible that your daughter Minnie could
ever care for me?'
Mr.. Merrlman pushed his speclacles
higher upon his forehead.
MY daughter Minnie p he repeated .
why, she's only babyl Seventeen
SIR said Ayion, smiling.
Bless me- said the good PASTOR
And now come to think of it, n Y
wife was not eighteen when she aud |
determined to try life together, Oh a
salary Of $500 per annum. Dear!
dear! how time does slip along. 10 be
sure Ny daughter Minnie, eh?'
Because SAID Mr. Ayton, brayely'
Il love her. And of all the women
that ever 1 saw, she is the only one
whom I would care to make my wife.
Mr.. Merriman rubbed his nose.
My dear young friend he said, say
yes. But Pm not. And don't pre-
tend to understand the ins aud outs of
woman's heart. So perhaps you'd
better ask her about it,
Il will said Mr.. Ayion. But /
may take it for granted that have your
sanction p
BY all means said the old gen lle'
man. by all means.'
And you will prepare her mind fol
a visit from me when l ain littlr
stronger?'
'Oh, certainly said Mr.. Merriman
And absent minded as usual h'
went home and forgot all about It.
Ats O'Clock pretty Miss MIunie puI
on her blue velvet capote aud neat littl'
sack and went to No. 10 Saville stree
to help prepare the refreshments 70
the hospital .alr,
'How do you like my breads sh'
asked of the lady superintendent, who
stood at big table with dczon white
aproned girls gliding around her it
various directions. The first | eve
made
what bresd?' said Mr.. Raymond
lifting her eyebrows, 'We have receiy
ed no bread from you, Minnie
Goodness, gracious me" cried th'
minister's daughter, claspiug her hands
what has become OF it, then? For
sent Jerusha with it at 10 O'Clock, an'
she came back and declared That sh'
had delivered 1t ali right
There has been some mistake. eyid
entity said Mrs. Raymond. And
am sorry, for sc are in great need O.
real, nice homemade bread.
Minnie hurried back home and slern-
ly confronted Jerusha, who was sur
reptiliously buying a penny ballad OF
boy at the rear door.
Jerusha, said she, you told nc ihaf
you delivered my bread all right
SO did. Miss Minnie whispered
Jerusha, AT No. 90 Savil!e street,
Aud as you told me, Miss Minute.
Minnie. cheek grew scarlet and then
grew pale. She sat hopeles-ly down
on the edge of the kitchen table.
'Jerusha,' she cried, despairn-ly,
YOU have been and carried my breat
and compliments TO Mr.. Aytou, instead
of to the hospital far! Oh. Jerusha
bow could you make such a dreadful
bluuder?'
And she ran up stairs to her father II
sor. of desperation.
Papa she cried, such a dreadfd
thing has happened! Oh, don't yo'
think you could help us out of it som'
way p
And she related the complication
with tears 10 her eyes.
Hum! hum ha? said Mr.. Merrl'
man. apparently hosting his memory
out of the time of HerodOtus with some
unseen variety of mental apparatus
Yes, 1 see. But yon don't srudse
poor Mr.. Ayton The bread, Minnie, ml
dear, do yous'
On, no, no, cried Minnie.
you don't dislike him 2
NO. papa said this willy diplomalist
Suppose we both 60 around there to-
gether aad it can all be explained
satisfactorily; and we know, my dear
tlat IN Tue OOOu DUN w az w."
marded to visit The sick
s. Miss Merriman and her father
went to No. 90 Saville street, where
Harry Ayton lay on sofa, looking
very pale and interesting, and just ex'
actly as a lover ought to do. His lace
frightened up at at the sight OF Minnie
Did you tell her, sir p he demanded
Of the minister.
.N-no,' confessed that worthy ol'
gentleman. Il thought perhaps yo'
could tell her better your-elt. - Jl't
contrved this little opportunity or
rather, it contrived itself. And III q
down stairs now and talk with MIS-
jenkins about that passage in Reve''
atoms that always bothers her so.'
What does it mean p said Minnie ID
bewildefment, as her father shulllsd ou
of the room.
1T means,' said Mr.. Ayion, prompt
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