Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1884-11-05

him, m0nd0Q his stockings anu put Oh
all the loose buttons on his shirts.
Packing your trunks, eh?" said Miss
Agatha. "Going to move"
"Of course; [ cannot continue to
board in so expensive place." said Miss
Merton sadly. shall soon have to
maintain the children as well as my
self"
"Humph |" said Miss Agatha; so you
still persist in setting up. an orphan
asylum on small scale. Rather
Quixotic business [ think"
Olive was silent.
"When do you expect 'em from the
West?"' pursued Miss Enrol.
"On Tuesday of next week"
"What train? ?"
"There are two, but I shall not look
for them until the latest, which comes
in at six"
"I hope they are nice children" said
Miss Agatha, doubtfully.
Zone can not help loving children"
said Olive earnestly.
"My dear, you are an enthusiast"
perhaps I am," said Olive, smiling
family, "but cannot help it."
"Well," said Miss Agatha, jumping
briskly up, Il must be going; / wish
you Joy of your new undertaking,
Olive"
"You will come and see me some
times?" said Olive, wistfully,
"Y-yes," said Agatha, rubbing her
chin, 81 will come sometimes"
and" Olive hesitated, "you have not
told me how George is"
George? Oh, he's pretty WE'LL" said
Agatha; good by!"
And away she went.
Tuesday evening of the next week
came, and Olive Merton tied on her
hood and waterproof cloak, for it was q
dismal, drizzling twilight and went
down to the depot to meet the little
Western travellers, whom she called "her
new children"
But though she stood on the plat
form and watched every passenger de-
scend from the long train, there was no
little Evelyns there.
She asked question or two of the
station master.
as it Miss Merton?" he said, touch
ing his cap, respectfully.
"Yes."
"The little ladies was took away by
gentleman and lady in the evening
train, Miss, and their compliments and
you'd find 'em at Nc Street.
Olives eyes widened in astonish-
ment. She was not aware that her
cousins orphans had any living rela-
tives, except herself. There surely
must have been some mistake.
But there was nothing for it now but
to rectify the misunderstanding as soon
as possible, and so once more putting
up her little umbrella, Olive tripped
away through the mist, which had now
turned to positive rain.
No. --- Street, was a large,
handsome house, with brightly lighted
windows, and Olive assembled the steps
and rang the door bell with something
Like timidity.
A neat maid servant answered the
summons.
care Kate and Cora Evelyn here?"
asked Miss Merton.
eyes, Miss. It's all right, Miss.
Please to walk in"
Beyond the parlors a well furnished
library carpeted with crimson Brussels,
and all aglow with the light of cheer
full CRATE fire, was otherwise unil-
lumined; and into this room Olive was
shown.
Two rosy little girls nestled on the
hearth rug, playing with pile of blocks
and opposite them, with counte-
nance as beaming as their own, sat Miss
Agatha Enrol. But before Olive could
utter the exclamation of establishment
which rose to her lips, both her hands
were captured II strong grasp, and
she was drawn to George Errols
breast.
solve, my little, self-sacrifcing
jewel" he cried. "Come here and be
queen of this little home circle, for it is
all, all yours"
mine, George!"
eyes, yours-the house was furnished
for you, the rooms are to be your home
henceforward, and you are to be my
wife and Agatha's sister"
"And-the children?" faltered Olive,
looking down at the little ones, who
were clinging to her dress with joyful,
welcoming cries.
"They shall be ours, dear Oive!"
"But I thought George, that you dis
approved"
$50 did, Olive, at first, but when
my sober senses came back to me I
could not but see what a selfish brute I
had shown myself, and what an angel
you were. I had loved you before,
dearest-how I reverenced the spirit of
self-sacrifce and devotion which you
had shown in contradistinction to my
own GOODNESS and brutality! So I
thought the least reparation I could
make would be to make ready the bright
est home I could devise for my little
wife that is to be. Do you like it, dar-
ing?"
Did she like it? What was the use
of asking her that question, when the
answer shone so radiantly on her face?
And this was one of the very, very
few cases in which duty proves it's own
reward.
Increased Duration of Life.