The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-02-22
NOT VERY ANGRY,

Till safe lie leads them throug,tne golden gate
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NOT VERY ANGRY.
Grandma Harris was wrapping III
the delicious golden balls Of her owl
make OF butter in fragrant snowy linen
cloths, and mentally calculating what
the butter and cottage cream, and the
, four pair Of fat chickens, and the half
dozen pumpkins, and the four barrels oi
apples ought to bring in the market
when grandfather went to town in the
big wagon the next day.
And just az she had abou! decided
that, with good luck, they ought to be
able to buy the piano for Bessie h.
Christmas, there came step alongside,
and she looked up, to SEQ Frank Merri.
vale. tall handsome, with his fall over.
coat wearing rosebud and spray oi
bovardia and his soft felt hat pushed
off his forehead.
''Oh, It's you, is it, Frank2" grandma
Harris said, patting butter-balI low
lngly as she LAID it beside a dozen others
In the long shallow basket.
ut is 1, grandma.
"What arc you doing?
"Glve me taste.
Don't you know l used always to
kst3 Rs!P you get the butter ready for mar
"I haven't forgotten how to tell if it
is salt enough"
"Of course you haven't forgotten
since you have been such find city
gentleman.
"Much you care for anything down
here i'll the country Nowadays"
She twinkled him look from behind
her sllver-rllnmed glasses, whose ro-
guishneas slowly changed to solicitous
concern as, for the first time since her
"buy" had been home to the farm for a
months visit, she noticed o paler look
than she liked TO see Oh Ills rioe, ana n
certain unhappy look in his eyes.
"What's the matter frank 7" she fin
ished suddenly, laying dowm her lss+ pat
OF butter, and looking steadily ut him.
He answered her look with a little
forced laugh.
1.-THE matter-with me2
"Why, bless your old soul, grandma,
there's nothing whatever the matter
with me.
"DontI eat and sleep like plough
man?"
DO you, Frank?
"Honor bright, dear-isn't there any
thing amlss with you p
Mot physioally, at MI events" he
said gaily.
Then, rs suddenly as gravely, he ad-
ded-
IL don't mind telling you, grandma
its-Lulu Carroll
"I.nln Carroll
HAS she been tormenting you, my
dear Frank /?
"Tell me the whole truth now,
mind," she said solemnly.
~ here's not very much to tell" he
said, with another constrained little
laugh.
''She doesn't care anything whatever
abut me, and can't help max ing fool
Of myself over her."
Grandma Harris covered her butter.
rolls oyer carefully, and then went on
''She dosen't care for you MS much as
you care for her
SIS that it ?"
"That's exactly it"
"Dld she tell yoa 50 ?"
"Not in 80 many words, but all the
same 1 have bcen made aware Of the
fuct,"
"But, Frank, it,. ---'
He looked coaxingly at her, bnt she
saw tho paleness on his dear face was
oven moro pronounced than before, as
he gently interrupted her
"Don't let's talk about it, please.
81 didn't mean to mention her name
to living soul.
'Id rather endure my sorrow in 81
a., - Al. r
Carroll has it i'll her power to wreck my
lie for me.
Il felt sure she loved me--but she
don't.
"And that's NIL there is of it,
And after that, grandma Harris went
on counting her eggs III silence, while
frank leaned against tho shelf and look
ed ut her.
And then after fcw minutes lie went
away, and grandma took off her specta.
cles and wiped the tears from her dear
old eyes-ior Frank was the apple OF
ler eye, and his happiness or misery
delighted or wounded her to the very
core OF her motherly heat.
IL daresay he's no worse than other
men," she decided after duner that dny
''They mostly do fall in love with the
girl that is likellest to lead them pret
ty gait.
''Ill put on my brown cashmere .and
Just run over and SEQ how sister Carroll
Is getting on, and borrow Lu.u's cream
cake reoipe.
''Frank's very fond of that cream
cake Of hers"
Aud SO when Lulu Carroll came dow,
from her own room into the sunny COSY
eitting-room about three O'Clock tina
same afternoon she found her mother
and Mrs. Harris enjoying most oom
Portable chat over their bright knitting
needles.
She was such pretty girl, slender
and graceful, with big brown eyes ant
wavy golden.brown hair.
Grandma didn't wonder bit tha
Frank cared so much for her.
"Oh, it's Mrs. Harris, "she said laugh