Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-02-07
NOT yFBY ANGRY.


NOT yFRY ANGRY.
Grandma Harris was wrapping uI
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 III the
big wagon the next day.
And Just as she had about decided
that, with good luck, they ought to be
able to buy the piano for Bessie 10y
Christmas, there came step alongside,
and she looked up, TO see Frank Merri.
vale. tall, handsome, with his fall over
coat wearing a rosebud and a spray oi
bovardia and his soft felt hat pushed
off his forehead.
.'Oh, It's you, is it, Frank?" grandma
Harris said, patting a butter-bau low
Ingly as she lald it beside dozen Others
in the long shallow basket.
SIT Is [, grandma.
"What arc you doing?
s'GIve me a taste.
''Don't You know ] used always to
help you get the butter ready for mar
ket?
II haven't forgotten how to tell if il
Is salt enough"
'Of course you haven't forgotten
since you have been such a find city
gentleman.
Much you care for anything down
here III tine country nowadays"
She twinkled him look from behind
her silyer-riInmed glasses, whose ro'
guishness slowly changed to solicitous
concern as, for the first time since hel
s'buy" had been home to the farm for q
months visit, she noticed a paler loOk
than she liked to see on his face, and 8
certain unhappy look in his eyes.
''What's the matter Frank 2" she fin
ished suddenly, laying down her last pat
of butter, and looking steadily at him.
He answered her look with a little
forced laugh.
The matter-with me?
"Why, bless your old soul, grandma
there's nothing whatever the matter
with me.
'Don'tI eat and sleep Ike plough
man?"
do you, Frank?
''Honor bright, dear-isn't there any
thing amIss with you? ?"
Not physically, at all events, h'
said gaily.
Tnen, as suddenly as grayely, he ad
ded-
81 don't mind telling you, grandma
it's-Lulu Carroll
Lulu Carroll
HAS she been tormenting you, m.
dear Frank
Tell me the whole truth now
mind, she said solemniy.
There's not very much to tell, he
said, with another constrained LITTLE
laugh.
'sShe doesn't care anything whatever
abut me, and can't help making a TOO
of myself over her.
Grandma Harms covered her butter
rolls oyer carefully, and then went on
..She dosen't care for you as much IS
you care for her
SIS that it 2"
"That's exactly it. I"
''DId she tell yo1 so
s.Not in so many words, but all tn,
same have been made aware OF tht
fact"
But, Frank, if"
He looked coaxingly at her, bnt sh'
saw the paieness on his dear face wa
even more pronounced than before, a:
he gently interrupted her
sDon't let's talk about If, please.
81 didn't mean to mention her nam'
to living soul.
I'D rather endure my sorrow IN 81
ienee, since 1t seems to me that LuII
Carroll has it III her power to wreck m.
lfe for me.
Il felt sure she loved me-but sh'
don't.
And that S all there is of 1t. :"
And after that, grandma Harris wen
on counting her eggs IN silence, whll
Frank leaned against the shelf and look
ed at her.
And then after few minutes he wen
away, and grandma took OF her specta
cles and wiped the tears from her dea
old eves-for Frank was the apple o
her eve, and his happiness or mlser
delighted or wounded her to the yer
core of her motherly heart.
II daresay he's no worse than othe
men," sine decided after diuner that day
.-They mostly do fall in love with tn
girl that is Hkellest to lead them pref
ty gait
.sTI put Oh nv brown cashmere an
inst run over and see how sister Caro-
Is getting ON, end borrow Lu.u's cream
cake recipe.
Franks very fond OF that cream
cake of hers.
And so when Lulu Carroll came dow
from her own room into the sunny COS
sltting-room about three o'clock tin
same afternoon she found her moth'
and Mrs. Harris enjoying most con
Portable chat over their bright knitting
needles.
She was such a pretty girl, slend'
and graceful, with big brown eyes az
wavy golden-brown halr.
Grandma didn't wonder a bit tn
Frank cared so much for her.
"Oh, it's Mrs. Harris. she said laugl
ing, and showing her pretty white tee'
and her dimples.
"Yes, it's ne, sure enough. ;.
81 wanted your eream-cake reclp
dear, and there seemed a good cnal
for me to get away for an hour or so,
l thought I'd run over myself after
Franks very fondsof cream-eake
won't get much of it either, poor Il
low."
Lulu was copying her recipe, b
Mrs. Harrls's keen eyes did not fail
see the little tiush of color that surg
up TO the girls forehead at mention