The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-04-18

neISeli IrOm Ine eyes OF those VINO
gathered round her.
An so n0thin' but young lord 'ull
content 'ee," said Sally, standing with
arms a-kimbo; IAN you must wear your
silk gownd out o. his pocket, and come
arter UNI to disgrace UNI tn very day he
comes whoam. Couldn't 'ee he bided
a bit till he was aminded to go to thee?"
LET abe" said the farmer. thrusting
Sally aside. who had stopped to pick up
stone and made as if she would throw
| 1t; ibid zee knew tn woman up yOn had
drownded it, my lass?"
| Hester shook her head her misery
was too preoccupied and intense to be
stabbed into keener suffering by pity
than by tuunts; but as her eyes for q
second met MS, the honest man as un-
J hesitatingly espoused her cause, as he
would have rls%ed his life 10 have drag
ged a child out OF danger.
"Ye could speak up fast emo last
night" said the sections wife with a
sheer, "When you ruined up to nv
lord an pulled at his hand, an called
him by name as pat as you please, an
stood talking to him, jest as if them as
| stood by hadn't got no more eyes, nor
ears, than tn stones in tn street,"
An you so much older than he, an
| should ha' knowed BETTER" said one of
the women, in gentler tone. HE
couldn't ha' been much more than a boy
at his farming; an now there's that
brought to his door as II cling to un all
his days"
"M'appen that's why he's bided away
so long," said farmer whose wife was
present, and whose hard eye stifled his
| own relentings; IAN the property GO
| ing to wrack an ruin; though if bein'
sorry for sin 'ud mend an estate,
there's few in England as wouldn't be
we'll MANFRED from top to bottom"
"Have you got another baby there as
| you've mind to drown?" cried Sally,
pushing forward. you're hidin' some.
thin under your Swaziland before
the farmer could stop her, she had
roughly pulled it aside, and, dragging
| Hester's arms aSunder, caused a shape
less something to roll from her arms to
the ground.
Sally snatched it up with a cry of
| triumph; all who were near crowded
round to look, as she displayed to their
| eyes little well-worn baby's frock, and
a tiny pair Of shoes that had been worn,
but never walked in.
A tear came to the eye of more than
one present as she looked. "Poor SOUL"
said the farmer softly; but as they turned
Will oHao ucW Impulse vi piIy IOWdI
her she had disappeared, and none, not
even Sally, could tell which direction
she had taken.
"S'posin' she meets the young mis-
tress," said the smithy's wife. aghast;
master I'll be rare an mad if any gossip
gets to her while he's away. He'll bring
us all to book fort when he comes
back"
And indeed by this time the penalty
of talking gossip of any kind to the
masters wife was we'll known-instant
dismissal from his service within doors,
stern deprivation of all favor or en-
| plOyment without.
81 han't glimpsed her nowhere's, +"
cried Sally, returning breathless; aspect
she's half way to MarmitOn by this'n."
But none needed her.
'"Tis himself" cried one.
"What ails him." cried another, all
pushing away from the pool and to-
ward Lord LOvel, who came swiftly
down the lane, reaching the group al
most before the words had escaped the
speakers lips.
rs she here?" lie said, glancing from
one to another, too preOccupied by his
fears to heed their looks or even utter
the name of the woman whom he had
come to seek.
'She just slipped away like bit o.
moonshine," said the sections wife,
ducking courtesy, IAN nobuddy saw
where she went; but most like she'd be
on her way to the jail"
ITO the jail?" said Frank, with sud-
den look of relief. and made step for
ward, but started back, as the crowd
dividing, he found himself face to face
with the pool, then pulled himself to-
gether, and disappeared almost as
rapidly as Hester had done.
''Did We see how cold-like he got as
| he looked at it?" said one i'm whisper.
''He've got good heart SO well as a
handsome face, an there's summit fine
| in the way he stands by her. 'Hev' you
see her?' says he, wi'out blush, just as
| if she were nothin' to be ashamed on,
an off he goes arter her as quick as a
swallow"
''I'll not believe he's to blame,' said
an old man, who had only just hobbled
up, and leaned heavily on his stick;
1.-The Lovels was allus sweet-blooded,
clean-limbed lot, and there was never q
word to tn discredit o. any one o. 'em,
an he's the moral of his father, who
died the day after his wife because a.
couldn't live without her; SO they was
| buried in one coffin, an the age o. tn
| two o. 'em didn count up to fifty"
at minds one of "a purity old verse, as
seems twas made ~ ruppus Tor 'em,"
| said the blacksmitl'S wife
| Lady Nancy she Gioi as it might be to-day,
Lord Lovel he died ~ tomorrow;
| Lady Nancy snc Gied out o! pure, pure grief,
Lord Love- Lc died cut OF sorrow. sorrow,
| Lord Lovel he uied cut of sorrow
THAT amt T. whole OF, SAID the old
man, and he repeated in a quavering
| voice
And out o. her bosom there grew a red rose.
And out o. her lovers a brlar briar,
| And out o. her lovers n briar.
Poor SOULS" said the sections wife,
s'but Pm thinking that when death calls
up you" and she pointed toward the
Hall, "if so be he takes her first there'l
be two to bury there STEAD o. one."
"Ahl he do love her." said another;
"'tis only through her that you can
strike at tn squire's heart; but if ever
she come to know all that lies to his
door"
AN who'd dare to tell herp" said the
farmer angrily; "twould be q black
hearted man or woman as would do it,
an the squire's steady enough now, an
| makes her deal better husband than