The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-10-11
GRAND-AUNT GARRAWAY.
BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

To my Grand-aunt Garraway's!"
SAID Phoebe, bursting into tears. up
in the Catskills, where one never hears
anything but tree-toads and whip-poor-
wills, and the grass grows in the middle
of the road, and there isn't wagon goes
past, unless you count the hay-carts and
the daily stage"
Horrible" said Miss Parks, the sew
ing woman.
I'D as soon be buried alive" sobbed
Phoebe
Il never heard anything so cruel in
all my life" said Jemima, the maid of
all-work. Not even in the last num-
Der of 'Ferdinetta the Forsaken,' where
the poor heroine is forbidden to"
DO hold your tongue, Jemima, and
get about your work." said Phoebe,
sharply. "Who asked you TO interfere :?
Mamma will be very angry when she
comes in and finds the parlors are not
done up"
And Jemima skunk away rather dis
comfted.
I'm sure 'Ferdinetta the Forsaken'
never would have spoke to a poor help
that way" thought she with a sniff.
Miss Phoebe can't be real heroine p
While Miss Parks remained to con-
sole pretty Phoebe Tacson as she helped
to pack the trunks which were to be sent
to Grandeur Garraway's by express.
And I'm not even to be allowed to
bid him good byl" walled the forlorn
young damsel "Oh, I don't see how
mamma can be SO hard heartfelt"
rs he very handsome?" said Miss
Parks, whose life had not known many
love affairs.
Exactly like Troubadour!" said
Phsbe, enthusiastically
Dear, dear" said Miss Parks, with q
vague idea of black velvet, guitar and
white satin sleeve Innings.
with melancholy eyes, and nous
tache as black as ink" said Phoebe
"Oh, don't put my collars in the same
tray with the French-heeled boots
pleased
And what is his business ?" said Miss
Parks.
He is here on a private embassy
for the Russian government" said
Phoebe, proudly. But that's Just
what mamma won't believe He saws
he can not divulge his identity without
betraying his trust. As soon as his
mission Is over, he says he will produce
the most satisfactory explanations: but
mamma actually believes him to be an
impostor?"
"Oh, dear!' said Miss Parks.
"lou see, mamma isn't physiogno
mist" said Phoebe, cor she would read
truth plainly inscribed upon his noble
brow. The checked summer silks next
Miss Parks, though don't know what
use checked summer silks will be tc
me at Grand-aunt Garraways."
but you can write to him every dav
dear soothed Miss Parks.
They will intercept the letters,
sighed Phoebe.
Never mind, said Miss Parks fold
ng up an India foulard polonaise "tht
torch of love will burn all the brig hter
for few brief DESIGNATIONS.
What dear, comforting creatur.
you arel said Phoebe, STOPPING to kiss
Miss Parks knobby forehead.
L, too, have passed through the fer,
ordeal" sighed Miss Parks. returnins
the caress, as she packed a cologne-bot
tie and travelling inkstand into the
mnfnins folds OF red Shetland shawl
80 P9hbe Tacson was sent to Grand,
aunt Garraway's, at the foot of Higl
feak, to get her out of the way of Mr.
Middleton De Motto.
one was little disappointed that the
snug Queen Anne cottage was not more
oungeon-hke, and that the solitar,
mountain path turned out to be well
Travelled turnpike. She had made III
her mind to go through nartyrdom
ana Mrs. Garraway, instead of being 8
hook-nosed old crone, with gold head
go cane and temper, was cheerful ole
iauy' whose cheeks were tinted with
iresh bloom, like winter apple, anG
VINO wore black silk dress with lace
ruffies.
The parlor floor was covered with s
real Turkey rug; there was a cabinet O.
old china IN the corner; little maid il
a~hite cap waited at the raule. anf
drand-aun Garraway's jewel case was {
marvel to behold.
Inc old lady had travelled in Europe
read all the newest books, and drove 8
little basket phaeton with fat, dapplec
pony, and, to Phpbe's surprise. she was
emlnently sympathetic.
Lear aunty, SAID the girl. Il never
dreamed You were as nice as this"
well, my dear, said Grand-aunt Gar
Taway, i have been young myself, and
don't believe in putting too much con.
straint upon the heart"-there Phoebe
Jumped up and kissed her $50, wher
got your mothers letter, / Thought the
whole matter over. If you really be
heve You can't live without this Young
man