The Penn's Grove record., 1884-02-09

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toSita as Neiyra advancing % moe
tasua
A. sas came aearcr the vicar coul,
seo 5as She aad loDE, AoSeiy arranged
jst9 Asss. s very sweet expression q
N,suteaaacA that she was FrAcetu, an
.a,.y-ske that she Was APPARENTLY aNou
ia,, ~ tUr,x sad twenty, and perfSctl,
calm aDd >el,-pN~eSsC3.
'Nse are Yen, ray dsrlnSg' sai'
.he doctor. kissing her saecilouatc!N
.,pauI SIT out there IN she sun
Here I've NroUEb; Won = visltor-th,
Eey John LAYTON. | want aim tail
Io you. aai see lt he can't lie yoa som
cNNl.
'Oh. uncle. WHY" cried the girl
looking Der sStOuSbyaeut. after return
luC she wears salute.
.'Ob. Ina Sermons, my dear. and ~
for your SNnL shes Just cat Of tina
wicket London. Laytou-clme down
10 STAY with my sister here. | wan.
her WAYS ueuded
why. u1ele, what have l been 40
ioSs sue said. lsashlng SO merrily that,
As the yoapg yIcar gazed in her sweet
Ingenious face, with Its frightening
ewes and pleasant dImples, he WISHED
she would lauSh again.
What have You been doing, miss!
Why. setting along with that wicked
artistic lot FArsOn. she Uses the most
terrible slang. ami uttsrs bad words.
Nv wall paper didn't please her, and
she called II dado, and actually said my
picture tina. l bought st Manor House
sale was hot and foxy
"'Oh, hush, uncle
No. miss, I went hush. Then see
saws caiaroscuru, a nasty foreign word,
aud all sorts of other things, 1ou must
lecture her, Layton, You must indeed.
There, stop and have a chat with her.
/ told NY SISTER III bring you over, and
therou be 3 bit Of dlnper IN about an
hours time. I'll ride over and see
I Mother Baker and old Tim Rogers,
Back IL time.
Then this was all planned, said the
vicar. quickly.
TO be sure il was, my dear boy. l
saw you we're ont ofsorts, and you were
grumbling. last time l saw you. about
wanting society. SO l thought Ia ar.
range this. There, ta-ta for the
present.
This Is Ike a surprise. Miss Brown
said the vicar.
'.Nfy name is AndersoB-Frances
Anderson, said the pleasant, bright
little vision that had, as it were, sud
denly made its appearance IN the vicar S
rustic world. 81 have not been very
well. AMI uncle said l must come down
for a change, SO l am staying with Aunt
Francis. Viii You come INT All, here
she is.
A pleasant, comely little widow body,
wonderfully like the doctor refined down
came toddIing out of tie cottage Just
then, and the vicar recognized her as a
lady who had once been over TO the
church.
Il am very glad to see you, Mr..
Layton she said. warmly. II don't
come over to see you often. for you see
I belong to Mr.. Morris parish, though
your church is nearer. VIII you come
IN and sit DOWN."
IF you viii allow me, said the vicar,
Il should like to stay in the open air.
Everything Is so beautiful at this time
Of year, aud perhaps Miss Anderson
will go OF with her drawing. l take
great interest in art.
DO you? Then l go on at once"
said the girl eagerly, when uncle
comes back I'll see about a little fruit. 3"
The vicar had felt angry at first, not
liking to be made a victim of what was
rather ike a practical joke, but before
he had been ten minutes in Fanny
Anderson's company ali that was for
gotten, and he was delighted with her
sweetness and utter absence of modern
society young-iadylsm. He was, in
fact, chatting freely with a highly culti-
waited girl, ardently Ii live with the art
she practiced.
How the lime passed under those
shady willows neither OF them knew,
for the vicar had proved himself to be
no mean artist, and they were in the
midst of q discussion on perspective
when they were startled by the doctors
voice.
"Been two hours, instead of one.
Very sorry, but Mother Baker really is
LII now. Fanny, my dear, get your
aunt to make up a basket of odds and
ends, and go and e the poor Old
soul"
"Oh, yes uncle, l will" said Fanny.
and the vicar felt a suspicious twInge as
to whether this was got up; but no, it
was perfectly natural, and, to his great
satisfaction, there was nothing at the
pleasant dinner that Jared. The doctor
was quiet and gentlemanly, and never
nee approached a bantering tone; so
that when the our for parting came
the wear felt that he had passed one of
the ~pleasantest days of his life.
A week passed. fortnight-and the
doctor did not come near, so at last the
Rev. John Layton found his way across
10 the little farm, TO be warmly greeted,
but still III a way that never once
touched upon his susceptibilities. Mrs.
Baker was not in his parish, but he
heard Of her ailments and how many
times Fanny had been owe to see the
poor old lady, what she had said, and
how grateful she was for a book beng
read to her for an hour or two, and Sc
on,
The wears next visit was at the end
OF a week, and that day there was some
sketohing done,
Next day old Doctor Brown called
upon the near and stopped chatting
for an hour, but he never once men,
toned Fanny Anderson's name. He,
however. invited the vicar to come and
spend an evening with him; and then
they played chess, and went down the
garden, for the doctor was fond of his
patch, as he called it a very extensive
garden, by the way. But to the Wears
disappointment no mention was made
Of FannY's name,
Then came more visits to the farm.
then L pleasant golden afternoon the
doctor and the vicar dlned there, anC
everything seemed peaceful and sweet
Then time ran on again till Fam
mad been down for fully four months
and Il soft, sunny autumn noon when
according to the now frequent custom
the vicar had walked over to the littl,
farm, he found her by the gate with
letter in her hand, which had Just beef
left 10y . man who had been over to tn,
town.
The grass of the home close was a