The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1882-06-01

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gold was released from it's hiding-place
in her thick brown hair, and too faith
full messenger placed it in Rick's hands as
he left his place of business. But, alb
what a silent, sorrowful maiden wander
ed about the Lounsberry dwelling there
after! what a listless, weary voice re-
peated the nursery rhymes that Baby de-
manded fifty times a day.
"No nice no MORE" said Baby missing
the merry tones and the happy laugh.
But Mrs, Lounsberry was not at all dis
pleased with the turn affairs had taken.
Brougham Brown suited her much better
as a prospective son-in law than Richard
Creighton. One was a wealthy young
brewer, the other poor clerk in count
ing house.
"Letty will soon get over it," she said
to Letty's father, whose heart ached at
tie sight of his daughters sad face A
tirst-love disappointment is always hard
to bear for a while. ! thought should
have died when stephen Ford married
my cousin; but didn't. lived to mar
ry you, and have a seal skin cloak, and
Mrs. Ford hasn't even a Jacket"
And so BrOugham Brown, who was
really a manly, generous, good hearted
fellow in spite of his beer and wealth,
encouraged by the maternal head of the
house, began devoting himself in the
most ardent fashion to Lefty; and She,
seeing hermother's pleasure thereat, and
hearing no word from Rick, received his
attentions i'll passive, unrcsp0nsVe way.
Three months went by, and it was Aunt
Enjoys birthday, and that eccentric old
lady had decided to divide it among the
family, lunching with one portion, dining
with another. and supping with a third.
The lunch party was given at her sister
Letitia's (Mrs. Lounsherry), and some
half a dozen old friends and some dozen
relatives were hidden to the feast. Let
ty, in a sea green gown (Ricks faVorite
gown, with 4 spray of pink hyacnths
(Rck's favorte spring tiower) in her hair,
went quietly about welcoming the guests.
Brougham Brown following her like her
shadow, until lunch was announced. Then
taking her place at the table, the young
man still near her, She raised the cover
from and dipped spoon into the last jar
OF grandmamma's famous peach MARINA
lade (she had had it placed before her.
trusting to be able to hide the mischief
Baby had done) when sohebody said, ad-
dressing her mother; "iIave You heard
that Richard Creighton is going abroad
for his health He has given up his stu
alton, and sails III day or two. They say
he has failed fast lately"
And the very next moment Aunt Emory
fixed her specialized eyes upon her niece's
poor, pale face, and asked, sharply !
'Whats the matter, child ? DO you see
anything dreadful in the sweets p
"No, ma'am,' answered Lefty, with a
pititul attempt at a smile, when the spoon
struck something harder than preserved
peaches should be.
"Let me help YOU said Brougham; and
with one turn of his wrist he placed npon
the dainty china shell before hcr-a wad
OF paper.
''And so that is the last oi the celcbrat-
ed marmalade, is il" said Aunt Emory
~ don't want any. | prefer my sweets
unmiXed with unknown foreign substan-
ces. Take it away Norah."
But Lefty was already Slowly unrollng
the paper(it proved to be the missing part
of the jars original hat( "a rather diff
cult thing to accomplish as it stuck per
sistently to her small fingers, but accom-
plished at last, when out rolled the little
gold pig. And on the inside of the paper
was scrawled in Rck's bold hand, these
words:
Ny DAKLING.-Ilow foolish we are-l mcan
am Here is the charm. Miss Jarian had it
about ten minutes last night-only long enough
to show it to you and tell YOU story about it.
Baby Will give it to You. Had no paper 50 |
a off Dt INN
You tomorrow evening. RICK
Never did any young lady so Suddenly
break through all the econventonalites Of
society, never did daughter SO quickly
forget the wishes of her mother never
did niece so untlinchingly brave the dis
pleasure of thirty Thousand dollar aunt,
as did Lefty Lounsberry the instant after
she had read this note.
''Brougham," she cried, looking at HIM
with beautiful, beseeching eyes. II must
see Rick. | Must-I must. You will 90
and bring him to me dear ?"
(lt was the first time she had ever call
ed him dear" and alas. he felt that it
would be the last.) For a moment he
pulled his long muStache nery0usly. ave
are not very good friends YOU know at
last he said.
"les, | know. But am to blame for
that too" said Lefty hurriedly. "For-
give me, Brougham, but must see Rick"
And the good fellow, hesitating no long
er, turned from that imploring face, and,
with tugging at bis rt-strings, went
off to seek his rival He found him, and
brought him back to the girl they both
loved.
And what do you think Aunt Emory
did? Aunt Emory, who had declared
over and over again that only as Mrs.
Brougham Brown, Lefty should inherit
any of her money. LEFT the house in a
passion?' Not a bit of it. She laughed
and laughed until she could laugh no
longer.
"Now I shall have something new to
tell folks she said. "'They must be tired
and sick Of my old yarns. I'm sure | am,
Love, gold pigs, jealousy, and MARINA
lade all mixed up together. It's one Of
the funniest things ever heard in all my
life"
'Tm glad you think so,' said Mrs.
Lounsberry. "Itdont strike me that way.
What are they going to live on 2"
ooh, I'll look after them,' said Aunt
Emory and her remark makes a very
good ending to this real sweet story
Margaret Eytinge.