The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-04-17
walked for the first time after David

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[ resolved not to let what had happen.
ed, spoil my life for me bur some
, how it has" the spinster ended sad
H., and she stared al the fire, with
dim ewes.
Miss Bette, she Is dead nOw." the
girl said softly. after little pause,
land he is widower."
Priscilla had been staring at the
fire also, and weaving little romance
Of her own.
"Hush, child !" Miss Sligo cried,
"How ca n you ? she has hot been in
her grave year yet, and David Allyn
will never marry again anyway. His
romance. like mine. is ended"
Miss Priscilla kissed the maiden lady Z
faded cheek, and flung her young
arms affectionately around her.
81 shall love you better than ever
now" she said, tend erly, "and | hope
some day things will vet come right.
Then she went away, and Miss Bet
tie stood in her open window for some
time after, looking at the sunset.
Lawyer Allyn saw her as he came
up the street from his Office. He
had moved to R frem the city,
and walked more slowly as he came
to the little brown house among its
trees.
Thew always spoke to one another
it seemed foolish not To speak. So
when he got nv the window he said
"Your flowers are looking very
fresh and nice, Miss Bette"
The spinster gave one of her little
nervous starts. She had not seen him
coming. Her ha,rl struck against
one Of the flower pots, and knocked
it over.
1t rolled off the rart0w sill, and
Law at David Aliyf'. feet.
1T is broken to pieces" he said,
picking it up, with lutte smile on
bis thin, salIow face, ~but am GO
ing to keep it-may not p
"Yes-if you want to-" she made
answer. little breathlessly.
He took the plant-pale-pink gera-
nium-Out of the earthen pot, and
shook a little of the dirt off the roots
This shall bloom in my window"
he said, land / am going to name it
Charming Bette in memory of other
days"
Miss Sligo's face flushed deep red.
Good night" she said abruptly,
and was about shutting the window.
She felt shocked |; his wife had pot
been dead year.
"No, don't 60 vet" David Allyn
said, his hand on the fence railing
Then he seemed to remember himself. /
Every well, goodnight" Re added,
and wrlked slowly away, the little |
pink geranium in his hand.
A few days later, another stormy
afternoon. near dusk, Miss Sligo heard
a knock at her front door. There ON
the porch, was Lawyer Allyn.
Miss Bette smoothed her curls
quickly and FASTENED to the door.
She led the way to the little parlor.
Take this chair" she said, draw
ing large rocker close to the fire.
The lawyer held out his hands to
the blaze.
"You have snug little home, Miss
Bette" he observed. 81 suppose
you would never be W illing to leave
it now.
lam attached to my house the
spinster said gravely. My dear ia
there and mother both died here and
i has many associations
She Was sitting in another rocking
chair near by and had taken up her
knitting.
David Allyn watched the swift ,
living needless.
Don't you ever get lonely p be ,
asked, after few moments silence.
do, up in my big house. 1t Is a ,
pretty place but it is too big for
me-
Miss Bette only knit ed faster, and :
vas silent. His coming had disturbed |,
Ter greatly. Suddenly, he leaned =
onward, and took her work away.
Il don't want you to knit any more E
o night he said: 81 want you to ).
ook at me.
Lawyer Allyn! ;
No, not Lawyer Allyn-David. !.
all me that as you used to- :
Miss Bette trembled her cheeks :,
lowed as in youthful days. :
David Allyn took one of the spinst- !
RS thin hands in his-the enc on :,
which the little worn ring was, If !,
=
Bette he said, gravely. 81 have ;.
ONE tonight to ask your forgiveness :,
nd your love again. 4 feel made .