The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1883-12-01

she said, breaking the oppressive silence.
"thore's one thing We have to be thank
full for-the pumpkins ripened splendid
ly in the corn-stubble and guess you'd
better slice up one tonight for the pies;
and father must cut the hen.turkey's
head off bright and early. 1t may be
cur last Thanksgiving IN the old place,
and we'll keep it as it ought to be kept,
Come, the tea is drawn--we'll all feel
better for good, hot cup"
"Taint no use." said old DIr. Hail.
shaking bis head, Nothing ain't no
use"
Ursula, too, was discouraged. Grand
mother Hall saw 1t in her face, even
though she spoke no word.
They had scarcely seated themselves
ut the little round cherry table, when
knock came to the door.
IT'S the sheriff to serve the mortgage
paper" said old MIR, Hall, whose ideas
of the law were rather vague.
ITS Lewis Crawford after the eggs"
said Mrs. Hall, more hopefully.
But it was neither one nor the other.
1t was little old woman in black
silk hat, a respectable cloth cloak aud
a brown.stuff dress-Miss Abby Miller
herself.
Good evening, Cousin Halt" said
she. I've come to SPEND Thanksgiving
with YOU"
"And you're kindly welcome chirped
the old lady. "Ursuly, set a chair for
Abby, and take her things
."But first." said Miss Abby, II must
pay my debts. Here's the twenty-five
dollars borrowed of you, with ten dol
lars for interest; and l know, Cousin
Hall, you'll be pleased to know that I've
prospered and made money in the millin-
cry business, that never could have got
into if it hadn't been for your good ma
ture and generosity. And here" pro-
ducing willow basket nearly as large as
herself, lis the finest turkey in Fulton
Market, and three quarts of cranberries,
and n dozsn of oranges, and a pot OF
guava jelly; my contribution to to NOR
rows housekeeping. And if it was forty
times as much, it wouldn't be half what
1 owe you, Cousin HALL"
And Miss Abby Miller. failing in an
attempt to laugh, began to cry, and end
ed up by hugging old Mrs. Hall with all
her might.
Tea was hardly over before new
visitor arrived on the scene-Doctor
Purdy, the chairman of the local board
of trustees.
whats this about Squire Deans
daughter ousting you from your place,
Miss HallY' he asked.
Il have been told" began Ursula.
"No matter what you have been told,'
said the doctor. "Ive seen Mr.. Meal.
lister, and he aud both agreed that you
are not to be disturbed. You suit us
exactly, and we intend that you shall re-
tain the position. if there were dozen
Miss Deans to be provided for. You'll
remain, el?"
"Gladly, if you wish it," said Ursula,
yisibIy Frightening up.
And ii Dean don't like it, he can
lump it," added Doctor Purdy, indie
pendently.
He had not been gone half an hour
when the knocker-they had never ar
rived at the dignity Of door-bell at
Grandfather Halls sounded again.
why" cried the oil Lady. who sal
where she could see the door, 'its-it's
Stephen Gregson!''
"Of course its Stephen Gregson," said
a deer, masculine voice. "And hes
travelled night and day TO be in time tc
spend his Thanksgiving day with the
best friends be bas in the world. And
l should have been here earlier" cordi
ally wringiug the hands of all the group
as he spoke, ''if hadn't stopped Al
Squire Deans to clap a stopper on thai
confounded mortgage business he's sc
sharp after"
"Aint the place to be foreclosed
then?" said Grandfather Hall, in half
comprehending manner
"Foreclosed!' shouted Stephen Greg
son. "Nnt il know it. And the thinl
never would have been thought of if th,
lawyers I wrote TO in New York hadn'
been scamps and cleared ont with thu
money sent EN- six months ago to pa,
up the mortgage. However, here an
in time at last with the amount of thi
debt owe you, safely lodged in tht
Wickham Bank, and enough besides t,
settle up all costs and charges Why
how we'll you all look And Miss Abby
Miller has actually grown young. anC
Ursula's cheeks are Ns pink as crape
myrtle. Yes, yes, Ursula. our OLE
dreams have come true. I've made NJ,
fortune, and I've come back to MARI,
you."
An, inconslierSte lover that he wa
thus 10 blurt out his eourtship before th,
old people and Miss Miller.
But it never was Stephen GreRsoni
way to be seer=tive; and they oil seemed
to bs as much interested about II as Or
tnls herself But thsy had the disers,isI