Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1883-07-12

come 20 he young sirl whom be had
neFer seen before.
$50 consin shad1aeh Sseley is dead, :
be said.
ayes" said Emily, quietly.
Ibid you like himT
.No," confessed the girl. "He was
cross and surly, and had no sympathy
with anybody. But tried TO be kind
TO him, and he kissed me once before
he died, and said l had been a good
girl"
"And then went and left his money
To the refuge for Bsbtist widows ami
orphans said Mrs. Torrance. That's
cousin Shadrach all over"
'He had a right to do as he pleased
with his money" said Emily, a faint
glow arising 10 her cheeks
"Well, Its sall over and gone. There's
no use of talking about in now"
And she sighed softly TO think how
many Of life's hard angles might have
been avoided In the future, If only
cousin Shadrach had been less inter-
ested In the Baptist widows and or
phans.
At the end OF a month Mrs. Tor
rance was forced to acknowledge that
Emily had well earned her Sc month
and board. The girl had about her
that wonderful magnetic power which
philosophers dub executive ability, E"
and New England housekeepers call
"facuIty." She was natural cooA-
she did things without seeming to take
any trouble at all. f
81 don't understand it, said Mrs.
Torrance. "a little dark, slim thing
that was always brought up to sit with
her hands folded"
And one sultry day in July, when
Job and Emily came in from straw
berrylng with crimsoned fingers.
laughing faces, and baskets heaped
high with the fragrant fruit, Mrs. Tor
rance started in the solitude of her
dairy where she was making cottage
cheese"
81 declai e., she cried, IL wonder
never thought OF that before. Oh
dear! oh dear! never can consent to
it in the living world"
Job came to her the same evening.
Mother" said he, Emily has prom
ised to be my wife. 5e,-
Mrs. Torrance burst into tears.
"You are only twenty-six years old,
job" she faltered.
"Just two years older than when
my father married you, mother. Now,
don't turn your face away; but tell me
plainly have you any fault to find with
my cboice?" I sa5
"No-no," confessed Mrs. Torrance.
' .'Do you think l could possibly win
q sweeter girl than Emily A.den?'
"No, l don't suppose you could, p"
answered the mother Law elect;
''but it's natural, Job, to feel little
jealous, when you see some one else
taking the first place in your child s
heart
But when Job brought Emily in to
receive her kiss Of greeting, Mrs Tor
rance had sufficiently conquered her.
self to bid her new daughter welcome.
Though I supposed, Emily" said
she little bitterly" F" "that you looked
higher than a farme< once
II never looked higher than one of
natures noblemen,' said Emily with
smile that fairly won the old ladv's
heart. -
That same evening, as they all sat
together in the orange twilight, with
the stent of tall white lilies ia the air,
Emily suddenly broke the silence:
"Job," said she, "would you like to
be rlch?'
"Well, yes" said Job, "I'd like
money enough to keep my wife in
luxury
"Would you, Aunt Dorcas?' said
Emily, turning to Mrs. Torrance.
"Of course, l should" said the mat
ron, vigorously plying her knitting
needles; %but l don't ever expect it.
but you are rich, said Emily,
with little tremor in her voice. ."Job
is rich--we are all rich together-with
money"
"But," cried Mrs. Torrance, l
thought he left it all to the Baptist
widows and orphans?"
"Not all" said Emily. "It's a Sc
,ret, but may tell you now. Half
was left to the Refuge-the other
$50, 900 is mine, to be paid over to.
me on the. day on which | marry a
man who, ignorant Of Cousin Shad-'
rach's bequst, has loved me loyalty
and well. 1t was the old mans whim,
md | have respected it. Oil Aunt
Dorcas. l came to you because in my
oneliness and bewilderment knew
10 where else to 60; but | little
lreamed that was entering richly in
o the kingdom of noble heart"
1t was true. Shadrach Seeley, &C.
entric in life, had been equally eccen-
ric in his death, and when Mr.. Musty
ill, the lawyer, paid over the legacy,
10 said, chuckling; ''' 3.''
at is all right It's exactly as my
oor client would have had it. Icon
you, Mrs. Job Torrance"
And Mrs. Torrance, the elder, has