Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1882-11-01
CELlA'S ELIXIR.

The sunset golden glory enyelopec
Margery Leland's little cottage hom,
rs It nestled at the foot of the hill ant
its long lines of slsnting yellow high
touched up each one of the shining curl.
as though with magic pencil, as sh,
swayed dreamily to and fro III the red
framed, cane-seat rockiDg-chair upon
the porch.
The light vanished and all was grey
hued and sombre, and even SO suddenly
went the happy dreams which had been
filling Margery's heart.
Some half hour previous Miss Celia
Hynes had opened the garden-gate, and
walked slowl y up the path bordered
with flowers sending out their sweetest
fragrance at the approach Of the dewy
eyentide.
Good evening, Margery. Is ma at
home?"
Yes" said Mrgery, with ready
courtesy, rising to greet the tail angular
spinster. "Will you walk III -
And she showed her into the sitting
room, and called her mother.
linen she stcle softly out to her Old
position and to her pleasant thoughts,
until a name attracted her attention
tie name
With a smile parting her sweet lips,
and looking out of her great dreamy
eyes. she bent forward to hear what
pleasant thing Miss Hynes was saying
about him-for Warren May was to
Margery the synonym OF all that was
good and noble, and surely even the
most carping critic could say nothing
III of him.
80 your daughters got beau, Mrs
Leland. Well never 1t seems only
Jest a year or two ago that she was run
ming round catching butterflies with
those chubby fingers of hers, and now
she Is alter higher game.
How Margery's tender heart tarobbed
as sine listened
80 others had noticed his attentions.
and it was not imagination on her part
but at the next words her pleasure
vanished.
''Nog, Mrs. Leland" continued the
sharp voice, ''you must not take offence,
for you know have set great store by
Marsery ever since L nursed her
through the fever, and she Is Just for
all the world like my own flesh and
blood, and something L heard yester-
DAY set me to thinking first, and then
coming doan here TO tell You.
What could II be?
Margery's fingers clenched themselves
tightly III her impatience, and she held
her breath SO as not to lose word
"You know L board at the same place
with that young May, and 10 say the
truth but that's neither here nor there
as Tar as Margery Is concerned, if he
hasn't any serious intentions IN his
polIteness TO her, and I've neard 1t from
his own lips.
"You see L overheard that editor,
Sam Wells, teasing him about some
lady, and you know It's easy to put two
and two together, and young May spoke
up, with a snap In those big black eyes
OF his
You are mistaken; l am moi en-
gagged t. the young lady. and have not
the slightest intention OF beng,
s.Ihen Sam Wells SAID something
more in an undertone; l didn't quite
catch 1t, and May SAID sharper than
ever
Il assure you, sir, the widows dau2E-
ter Is too innocent to tiirt with.
Margery waited to hear no more.
With living steps she sought hef own
little room, locked the door, to he Sc
cure from the intrusion even of her
dearly-beloyei mother, and throwing
nerseif on the bed, buried her face III
lis snowy pillows, and sobbed as though
Aer hearl would break.
The next day there was to be church
picnic, and Margery had thrown her
whole energy INTO the preparations. .,
such naryels OF cake and pastry had
grown under her nimble fingers Tor the
deleetation OF the children.
Such aching muscles and tired Wrists
from the beating oi eggs 90 the leq ulsite
foamy nghtness Ior the making Of de-
hcloGs trities, and such happy thoughts
anu fancles, for Warren was interested
III the same Sunday school, and tney
would Ice fcllow-workers, and after that
the ueiIghtful rambles through shady
yistas IN the WOODS that stretched at
the back of the chosen site for the camp
aground.
Now all was changed.
1t seemed to Margery, III her glriish
sensiriyeness and mortliicanon at tiie
thought OF her name beiug thus bandled
from lip TO Up in the village (tor II Miss
Hyues knew of it, otbets surely "ouio),
as though she could nh bear TO -nee.
her merry young fllends lest her secie'
should be written upon her lace.
tut she would have died rather lhan
have them think her tie ylctlm u un-
requitted love; SO she stee ed herSeh
against her feelings, and went: +,
An uuuttsrable scorn surged through
her heart as she thought oil warren
NAYS indignant denial Of spy meaning
III his attentions to her,
What then was the slgnlocaiion VI
words and ioSks which had caused
thrill of such new and strange happiness
to permeate her whole being!
She had gone 10 the repository Oh m he,
treasures-trihes IN themselves, pu
rich IN their precious meaning "nel
giyen-the bud he had placed III ne,
haIr whispering that she was l'
sweetest rosebud OF the two, Ine oi
OF paper whereon the names IN a eani'
of consequence had been wrltDen' any
in which Warren May and Margery Le
land had been the leading characters II
series OF comical adventures endlne II
marriage, and Warren had stolen ~
opportunity to whisper unoosef'e'
among the gleeful laughter-
May it come true within q tweNe
month |"
His notes, too. full Of those swee