The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-12-12

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"A stout, bustling maiden of twenty
who kept house for George, seolded
him, mended his stockings and put all
the loose buttons on his shirts.
Packing your trunks, eh?" said Miss
Agatha. "Going TO muve?"
"Of course; l cannot continue to
board in so expensive a place." said
Miss Merton, sadly. / shall soon have
to maintain the children as we'll as my
self"
"Humphl" said Miss Agatha; $50 you
still persist in setting up an orphan
asylum on a small scale. Rather q
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"
II 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 [ am" said Olive. smiling
family, "but [ cannot help it."
Well, said Miss Agatha, jumping
briskly up, II 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, II will come sometimes"
and" Olive hesitated, you have
not told me how George Is"
George? Oh, he's pretty WE'LL"
said Agatha; good
And away she went.
Tuesday evening of the next week
came, and Olive Merton tied on her
hood and water. proof cloak, for it was
a dismal, drizzling twilight, and went
down to the depot to meet the little
western travellers, whom she called cher
new children" ."a "
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 a question or two of the
station master. i a. G5&
"Isit Miss Merton?" he said, touch
ing his cap, respectfully.
"The little ladies was took away by a
gentleman and lady in the evening train,
Miss, and their compliments and you'd
find 'em at No.--street."
Olives eyes widened in establishment.
She was not aware that her cousins or
phans had any living relatives, except
herself. There surely must have been
some mistake.
But there was nothing for it now but
TO reetify 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. r
Are Kate and Cora Evelyn here ?"
asked Miss Merton.
Yes, Miss. It's all right, Miss.
Please to walk in"
Beyond the parlors a well furnished
library, earpeted with crimson Brus-
sells, and all agiow with the light of o
cheerful CRATE fire, was otherwise
illuminsd; and intot this room Olive was
shown.
Two rosy little girls nestled on the
hearth rug, playing with pile of blocks
land opposite them, with q counten-
ance as beaming as their own, sat Miss
Agatha Enrol But before Olive could
utter the exclamation of astonishment
which rose TO her lips, both her hands
were captured in a strong grasp, and
she was drawn to- George Errofs breast.
"Olive, my little, self sacrificing Jew.
ell, 2 he cried leone here and be queen
Of this little home circle, forit is all, all
yours
mime, Georger
Yes ~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
HAnd-and tile children2n f~altered
Olive, looking down at the little ones
who were clinging to her dress with Joy
full, welcoming cries.
teThey shall be ours, dear Oliyel"
Bet I thought, George. that yor
disapproved-4n
IS I did, Olive, &c irst, but when IA,
sober senses came back to me I c0uIf
not but see what q selfish brute I hat
shown myaelf, and what an angel Won