The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1885-07-02

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books. ~ esthsrsd roses - slss nib
bonsd ssilars. vAils poor nacAa RAass,
vAs beoiling 10 shs kissAss sva psasl
tArts ssd Nsspolis1s cssaaA
Shs hsd iorsotsos hss diseepeistosat
bat artist like shs ~ thFovs hssssl
ialo hsr oeespasiss viii saGssesiag iatss
sst. and shs ~ ssisriss ~ Gsans vii
. quick. ssssgslio hAnd. ubea ~
crossed the threshold.
Here are soas fsssh lsssk nsidGsk h
surpriss yoar nistrsss." ~ : slsal
voics.
And 70 hsr inAnils ansasneot Harold
Haroldsoa stood bsiors hse 4 ~ AuatinG
costume viii his Ashins rod hgAtiy 3D.
aacSd on biz shoulder.
Tn not Bridget. " said ~ girl Iaush-
iag. but stirring on. "I'n RAehsl.
Miss Ramsey" hs sx6lAiaed, liftiae
his hat. .Hos 10 The pans X 81 thas's
wonderful sans Jon hsrsi"
And then. rot without knass. Raehel
detailed lhs nssssr - issidsns d
her capture
II sm The maid u sll work. II you
please, shs aid with couEtssy.
"Thsa Vt ne help you" said Hardold-
con. briskIy tying ssessd bib apron
around his hunting shirk Il nd 10 -
! pretty god hand = spidss I'D gridisoa
whom ! eanpsd on Lake Cupsuptie. up II
Maine"
'.But you're not Engaged" ssid Rachel.
half pleased. half frightened.
Il can volunteer. observed ths young
man.
Give me the oil and vinegar. and you
will sse what dressing a IA mayosnaise I
can provide for that salad Of yours"
And il . pair Of cooks ever spent de-
lightful, unconventional sort Of morning
10 the kitchen, this pair did.
They laughed. they made innocent
jokes. they behaved like two school chill.
dren.
And a. last, when Rachel ran ont into
the garden to gather the water dresses TO
deck the newly roasted fowls, Mr.. Harold
son heard the voice Of Miss Bell Calhoun
calling down the stairway.
Rachel Rachsll you may servo the
dinner. Every one is here but that tire
some Haroldson.
"And he's here. too" responded that
gentleman who was washing his hands st
the pump.
"Whatw cried Bell. shrilly.
"Ths cook and the butler are expected
10 eat their meals in the kitchen" said Mr.
Haroldson, with commendabls gravity.
"And I've no objection TO that arrange
meut"
And nothing could induce harold Hs-
roldson 70 como mp 70 the dining room.
He and Rachel together sts their picnic
Ing sort Of repast and washsd the diahss =
although tho matter somewhat lost ~
Gpics whss The Miss<s Outhoun ssd thsir
company I'll adjourned. On nasse. 70 the
kitchen and persisted Ia joining their
ranks.
And when The purple sundet came
dreamingly down over the dark csdars
that overhung the brsvling stream. and
the guests had oil departed. Alice and Bell
Calhoun gsxsd dubiously 1t one another.
"Was anything ever 70 provoking"
said Bell.
"He-hss actually gone home with her, !"
said Alice, bursting into angry tears.
"And after al the pains ws took to keep
apart"
nsm syour fault" petuIAntly exclaim-
=. Va ',ticing that farmers daughter
q Aiice' N. ~ ont OF her sphere 10
nd dragging b.
bat way" r,,msi ,our.s,f
<on, ecolded
10 getting her into the kite. ~ vov,ve
,ell. land ! nice piscs Of wo.
nsde OF H." ,.~
But hov we're ~ to tell II vas 60.
Q end soi" sroaDsd poor AIice. 4
swell. Rachel" said 0ranny Ramsey.
vhen the girl came iu just y the lamps
rere lighted. "wbat sort u day did you
Iave7"
"Humphr' eruntsd granny after her
nswer. That's : queer way Of enter
aiming visitors. Bot perhaps that's city
nAnners."
Perhaps i IT," sail Rachel.
"who was it tLat came home With your
skel grssny. who was not quite deal or
lind yet. "nnd ieit you a the garden
,ate?"
Zone Of tho other servants, responded
lschel
"wsil. IDsvsr. Where il al yonr pride
sachelf"
II never vas psoudsr 10 oil my lie than
am to night" said Rschsi Listen.
rAndma, for havs 90 much 70 tell you.
fr. Haroldsou. Of New York. cAms home
nth me; and I've met him ever 70 many
ines before this summer. and at picnics
nd archery parties and such places. but /
sver knew that be cared for me. And
o-night BE- asked Ne 10 marry him. and
. is TO come here tomorrow 70 - father"
do you love this maSS" said Granny
samssy.
Yea"
Then God bless you. my child, and
i've you both lons aod happy life. 1" said
be old lady soisly smoothing the young
1rl's bead.
And every ono ~ satis6sd. except the
.dies st the tower