The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1884-09-03

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frankfaced person who had stood on nr
kitchen threshold, only the day before, and
overheard her diatribe on the subject of un-
desired guests.
| Under the shadow Of the roses, she turned
redder still.
Oh, my tcngue-my unlucky tongue =
| sha said, frantically, to herself. 81 always
! knew Il would lead mo into troubled What
! nusthe have thoughtsn
And, as may be inferred, Theodora's de-
votions albeit, she was In reality q sweet.
| sincere little Christian not do her
! much good that morning.
III. Hervey came across into the parson-
sge When tho sermon was over, and held
cut his band to blushing Theodora.
We meet agaim.n said he, with a smile.
| I'll can't help it, burst out Theodore, in
desperation II meant every word said,
MI. Heryey; II was all true. But--but ii
didn't apply to you!n
! understand he said, quietly. ssl
naaa little notified al the ssne1nen., Tor u
merely wished for a temporary shelter while
they were refurnishing my room at the Star
Hotel. But can easily see, now that have
thought the matter over in new light, that
minister's family must DO sadly pestered
with volunteer guests. Pray think no more
Of it, Miss Reed"
And he spoke SO frankly and pleasantly
that Theo became quite OF her case, while
he carved the chicken, and she prepared
the crisp lettuce and limpid oil for the
salad.
He was taken up to Mr.. Reeds sick-room
after dinner, end had pleasant chat with
him before the afternoon service.
+" You have done me great favor, SIR
said the elder clergyman, when at length he
parted from his guest. And We should
esteem it q privilego-my little girl and l.
if you would make it your home at the par
sonage during your stay in town. Should
We not, Theop'
Theodora hung down her l.aAss lno turn
cd pink to the very roots of her hair.
YES" she said, almost inaudibly.
0nly-I am ashamed y say so. Oh,
papa" hiding her face on his shoulder,
have behaved 80 badly l never should
have taken it for granted that Mr.. Hervey
WIS like the rest |"
And then, infinitely to Mr.. Hervey's
amusement, she told the whole story Of her
interview with Deacon Powers.
Mr.. Roed smiled as he stroked Theo's
head.
my little girl is,only little girl" said
no, and sometimes forgets that the tongue
is an unruly member. But abe is like the
best quality of wine she will improve az
she grows older"
Mr.. Hervey spent the summer ct Wind
field. lie was revising the proof-sheets Of
n theological volume, and liked tho quiet
and seclusion of the little village.
Perhaps, too, no liked something else
about it. At oil events, although he did no,
make tho parsonage his home he spent
great deal of his time there.
Theo,n he said, one day-they Ind be-
some fast friends by this timo-' you have
tasted SO many of the pretty trials and an
h royances OF being minister's daughter
that wonder if you would ever consent to
be minister's wife,"
Well, said Theo, half laughing, hall
blushing, lit would depend good doa
upon who the minister was. !"
Suppose il was Henry Hervey9"
do you really mean il p said Theo,
suddenly growing grave.
4" 1t is strange, isn't it, said he, that I
should lose my heart to such a little terma.
giant as you proved yourself the Hrst day ]
ever saw you? But it Is foregone conclu.
sion-I am entirely at your mercy. Sweet
Theo, will you be my wife?"
And Theo placed her hand in his, with
lovely look of awe and happiness, and an-
swered
al will !"
Deacon Powers could not comprehend II
at all.
:. II no marries such high-tempered girl
as that said the deacon, " he docs 1t at his
peril. Why, never was SO berated in my
life as was that day at tho parsonage"
But, pa said tho deacon's daughter
"every woman finds her master soon Oh
late. Now, think Theodore Reed has
found hers. Forrest Graoes.