The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1885-06-20
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broad hips, and surveyed the well fIlet
pantry shelves With q dissatisfied air. San
I amt a,sayfn' Il amt enough, an goo
enough, such q IDS, bat i should Ike 3,
treat 'em TO a good, oid.tashioned straw
ber1y short eaks!"
+And you make sueh delicious ones
Ito, Aunt sally; they almost melt in .
bodyis mouth Ike SNOW. A-a.ahI NJ
mouth waters nov IoF q taste. IN tel
you what IDS, T1pick the berries. You've
no idea what q famous picker am
Where shall l ind themn said Mrs
Jones' neiee, Iottie Adams, who hal
leone to spend the summer months. q
she tied q huge sun hat over her short
eurls, and took bright pail from the
shelf
THAT'S Just #, deary. 'Tsint for me Il
lean 3 man stfngy for seeing to what i LEFT
in his care. Berries Is scarce now, an
don't know Of none but them on the old
Denham Farm in the side hill mowini
fed. Old man DenhAm i dead and gone.
Peter DormGn carries on the place for the
heir-that's young Hrgh-an' he wont
let a neiehbof 50 InuCh a. look at 4 berry
for fear Of hayin' the grass tangled"
And good Mrs. Jones looked the picture
ofdespafr.
Il mink can get them and not hurt
the gas, Aunt Sally" laughed Lottie,
with determined look in her saHey blue
eyes. "Yon shall have the Ekort cake for
the sewing eirele supper, for an going
TO get the berries
Il wish ron could, I'm sure: but Peter
DoTman VIII drive yon ont as soon - he
finds you IN the ned answered Ms.
Jones with a nervous laugh.
Nothing risked, nothing won. I'll Try
70 get enough 70: the cake before he sees
me. Wish me success, Aunt silly re-
TUNED the GID as she ran lightly down
toe psth thai led ''aeEoss lctsn 70 the Den
ham Farm.
1t Vas not veryiar, and soon she was
kneeling amid the grass IN the side-hil
moving field, searching for the migrant
scarlet beauties hid there.
"I've not tangled the grass = bit," she
said, hall aloud, ssBhe arose and looked
around. and my pail IS fpIl already.
Aunt sally win have her short cake, and
NJ. Dotm4n will never know that have
been here"
Vain boass, At thu. moment two men
came over the brow Of the hill.
One. ina farmsrs dress, shereoognized
- Peter Dorman, whom she knew by
lgGE, and she almost trembled st the
SIGHT OF the Of the stout eu6gel he carried |;
the other vas young man, neatly
though plainly clad, and Little vas quite
eertAin that be wGs , stranger In the
place, IS she had been there two dsys
and never seen him.
There, Mr.. Hugh, l told you saw
some In the moEin'.g rassln cried Pete,
exultantly, while Lottle pulled her sun
shade lower 70 hide her crimSoned taee,
and pretended not to hear nor see them.
aMr. Hngh!"
This, then, was the heir Of the old Dem
ham Faful-the finest IN the country, and
.he vas simply trespasser-s ttiief!
Hush, Pete! It's lady, and she VIII
hear you"
Lot1ies cheeks burned NJ the words.
"a lsdy, is il, sirf" said Pete, irdig-
nantly. 1t amt much OF . lady As would
De a-stealin' berries, takeiL Why didn't
she ask ii she wanted 'em
Why, indeed! Lottie felt that she
nsyer wanted 10 taste another berry.
And-no, noteven ono Of Aunt sally de-
iicious shoFt-cakes.
"Never mind, Pete. Tn sorry, ne do
not begrudge her few berries when tie
whole hillsi!e Is red with them. But ]
will speak 70 her il you are AFRAID Tor your
Srass, and tell her this moving fed d
private property" said the young man.
Then he approached her and began:
"Ah, Miss-ah-were yon aware that
Ehis-ah-th4t this-in fact, that you are
trespaSsinK?
Lsttie bent lower "a she picked away
mechanically. She felt that she eonld not
snsWer.
aPoor thine-she's deaf, Pete" he con-
ttnued, as he touched her shoulder.
Then she sprang 10 her feet and con-
fronted him, bat his words had opened 3
way whereby 70 escape utter humiliation.
With an innocent smile she began .
rapid pantomime with hsr berTy-stained
fingers, showing her yelEGlled pail and
pointing to the large, ripe berries with
childish pleasure.
''She is dGGf, and mute a vel" ad-
ded Hugh Denham, in plying tone,
while he answered her in the same pity
ing Language. "Don'tmAke amotioI to tel
her she Is not welcome here, Pete, and
let her come asotten a she likes
That's the way pretty face VIII make
3 fool Of I mani" gsumbled Pete, a he
walked away. Now she can tr9mple the
grass Al down, al because Of them baby
eurIs like gold threads, and pretty blue
eyes. Deaf Is Ehei Can't say n0thin' /,
can't shs7 I b,Iisye she's m1kin, ittns
Wise Pete Dormant
Meanwhile Hugh DenhGm, reading the
sentences made BY L0ttte's fingers, and
Eatehing Lottie's misch ievo1s face, Gecom-
panied her 70 her anHt's door, declining
that astonished lady's invitation to stop to
dinner with the laughing answer:
ttNo, thank You, Mrs. Jones! Not to-
day. haven't time; but hold the inyi-
tation good. You viii see enough OF me.
And meanwhile, any time that you want
berries, You are welcome TO pick % many
Is you wish"
EWelI, I neverw exclaimed the good
lady, looking hrst at his disappearing
figure and then asthe pail Of coveted Der
ries. Nov tel me jnst low It al came
about, Lcttie Adams. I'm dreadful glad
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acquainted with Hugh Denhamt
''There IRE your berries, and I'm 70 20
agEin whenever We want any, cred the
1 GID, as she danced around the kitchen.
And then, anniR-p Of ringing laugh
Ter, she told the story Of her adventure,
and concluded, IS she dung herself upon
the low stool at her aunts feet and took
her hsLds within her own:
sand NOW, Aunt Sally, you must re-
member that an deaf mute. II Hugh
Denham calls here want you TO remem-
Der that particularly"
"Just Is you say, child, = answered Ms.
Jones, as she wiped her eyes with corner
Of her gingham apron before indniging IN
another a Of laughter. aThe idea Of him
taxing you for 4 DUMMY II he could
hear you talk sometimesl Ooh, dearl
Itl c6me pretty hard on you 70 keep sun
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