Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1883-07-05
SADIE DAYRE.
RY MRS. S. RosALIE SILL.

II was n golden day in early Septem-
Der, and the doors and windows of the
Widow Dayre's old fashioned house
stood open to admit the soft, balmy air,
fragrant with tie old fashioned flowers
in the quaint beds of the front yard.
Great liacs shook their round, glossy
leaves in the afternoon sunshine, and
the tall rows of ounce bushes were Ia
den with the ripening fruit.
In the large cool, dining room, Mrs.
Dayre and her youngest daughter, Sadie,
were busy shining the golden pippins,
ready for drying.
A young man came up the shady,
pleasant path, and standing In the door
way, bowed low to Sadie, craving the
privilege of resting for awhile within
their pleasant room. Said he:
II am Mr.. Derby, of the great house
of Derby Il Brothers, of New York city.
You have doubtless heard of them?'
Yes" Sadie said, 81 have heard
Who had not?
Then sitting down, he discoursed very
pleasantly and piquantly of the many
in his travels. Said he:
my feet are blistered from walking
this afternoon. | never walked scarce
ly any before in my life. | have always
been at school or college. Last spring,
my brothers, who have always petted
me so much. fancied l was not looking
so we'll, and advised tour TO Europe.
But desired travelling in our frontier
settlements.
$50 l started forth with my own car
riage and driver, and have dearly en-
joyed myself, until to-day, when our
carriage was broken in crossing new
piece of road back here. The driver
wishing to get the carriage to q shop
for repairs, | vainly tried to return to
our hotel; but / do assure you l am
completely exhausted.
And he looked up at Sadie so earnest
ly for sympathy, that that tender heart
eel damsel really from her heart pitied
him.
Turning TO the table within the room,
he saw one of the circulars of the Cos
mopolitan Association lying there, and
taking it up, he said:
$50 you have one of our circulars?"
Yes, replied Sadie. "Our merchant
gave it to me-
Would you not like to become a
member of our society"
Sadie thought she would.
''See, here is our Art Journal. will
send il to you for year. Let me make
you a member of the society Perhaps
you would draw some beautiful piece of
statuary. Even the Greek Slave, for in
stance.
Sadie blushed. How pleasant it was
TO converse with this handsome, dark
eyed strarger
''How nice it would be to have u par
ing beeP | have read of such things in
books and papers. DO you think your
mamma would allow you to have one, so
that l could attendp'
Again her dark eyes were bent upon
her, and she could not refuse.
What lovely apples! We never see
such as these in New York. Oh, Mrs.
Dayre would you be be so kind as to sell
me carload of them to send to my BROTH
ers!''
Mrs. Dayre was well pleased to sell her
apples, and she told him she should only
be too glad to.
Then Mr.. Derby was looking at the
pretty home made carpet which cover
ed the dining room floor, and he said:
How often have read of al these
things, iand dreamed of the quictness and
bliss of rural life! There, secluded
from the great world, and far away
from all its sin, with the lovely being
whom | should delight to own as my
wife, how happy and blessed / should
ber'
Again he turned his dark eyes Ian
guishly npon Sadie, whose heart was
lfluttering, the color coming and going
in her cheeks, as she thought:
perhaps he cares for me.
She had read of such things-how rich
young men had gone out away from
the city to WOO and win country maid
ems.
Would she ever be Mrs. Derby, and
ride in her own carriage, live on Fifth
avenue IN brown stone front, and wear
diamonds and satins?"
Mrs. Dayre, who was elated at the
prospect of selling her apples at high
prices, now commenced busting about
ut getting supper, and Mr. Derby said:
II guess will go out where the men
are blowing for wheat. l like te see ma
ture in all her varied aspects"
And bowling low to the pretty Sadie,
he went out
Sadie watched him as he went through
the great orchard-saw him as he stood
talking with the men. There was the
hired man-faithful, patient Rob. How
tall and strong he looked beside this
genteel Mr.. Derby How long he
had loved her, striving in every way to
make life sweet and beautiful for her
How true and noble he was! How he
had always striven to help her, and car
nv her, as il were, over all the rough
places! And how she had tossed hel
pretty head at him, and pouted hel
ruby lips, and made him ten times NOR,
her slave than ever! Then she wonder
ed what they could get for supper tina
would be good enough for such grand
exalted being as Mr.. Derby.
Mrs. Dayre hustled about, making
cream biscuits. While Sadie dreamill
brought golden roll of butter from tb'
milk house, and went down the cell.
for a dish of amber jelly and cannes
strawberries.
Then Mrs. Dayre sounded the old ii