Smyrna times., 1885-11-18

gulSed ebultan VINO VISITED the SCreeCS OF
the Eastern city, seeing life, as from his
throne, he never could have had the
opportunity to beholdits various phases.
Hetty's real friendship for me deserves
that the matter should be tested-and if
she is reRlly right, why then"
Mr.. tarisforde did not finish the
sentencG-it was not an alternative upon
which h3 liked to look.
Miss Deerhaven released from the
duties OF preceptress of the little school
house as the crossroads, was stretched
upon TIE kitchen lounge, in no very
picturesque disbaJiIe, her feet thrust into
loose slippers. her yellow hair pushed
back, AID novel in her hands, while
the six younger Deerhavens were play
ing abQlt the floor, and their mother,
flushed and wearied with her long days
work W wlich was not yet approaching its
end-bent over the cooking stove-when
n knock sounded on the outer door Miss
Deerhaien started to her feet.
"If vt should be anybody" she
exclaim. d. soto 0Oce, land such a fig
urel"
"Oh, pshaw !" said Josey, the eldest
boy. Jules visitors all go to the front
door, AL old Carisforde had gone to
New Yosk, cause Miss Hetty told me so
when took pail of blackberries up
there to sell this mornin'!"
"Will you stop your noise" said
Miss Julia, imperiously, "or I will
give you something that will make you
Mother, why don't you go to the door ?"
Il thought perhaps you were going,
my dear, said the farmers wife, hum
bly,.
"Well, I'm not said Julia, petu-
lantIy; d" 1 should think you might know
enough for that, and one in this dress
Hurry up, why don't you?"
Mrs. Deerhaven obeyed her pretty
daugh ers not very dutiful injunction,
and found herself confronting q tall,
slouching looking fellow with his hat
drawn Gown over his eyes and both
hands i'll his pockets
Hrcrl us how Farmer DeeFhaven
wanted IL hand to help along with his
hayin, was the explanation of the
errand that had brought him, "and,
bein' as was out of work"
Mr. Deerhaven isn't in" said the
farmers wife. Hes after the cows"
well, now if that amt too bad -
said the hand "and me come all the
way from Smiths Forks !"
but I expect he'll be back pres.
emily" said Mrs Deerhaven won't
you sit down and wait a spell?"
Don't care if do, said the stranger,
dropping his whole weight upon one of
the Fat bottomed chairs. "P'raps, miss,
there, would give me glass of water"
Julia stared hautily at him without
deigning to notice his request while
Mrs. Deerhaven, moving slowly and
weaiily across the floor, brought him a
gourd-shell full of clear dripping water
from the cedar pail by the door,
"Ain't lost the use O. her limbs, MOI
nothin', has she ?" drawled the harvest
hand.
Why?" asked the mother "No,
of course not-but why do you aslIF"
"Out our way, gals don't lop down OF
sofys and let their mothers do all the
work !" exclaimed the newcomer, "un,
less they've got rheumatic or chills and
fever, or such-like ailment!"
"MOther!" interrupted Julia, sharply,
while the indignant color rose to hel
cheek, if you don't stop those children't
racket I shall go up stairs and stay
they're enough to drive one crazy Al
for you, sir!" to theman with aslouched
hat, which he had not had the courtesy
to remove, "Ill trouble you to min(
your own business !"
"Sartinly. mani" answered the farm
hand, with a chuckle-and Julia vented
the wrath she could not reasonably
expend on him in q sounding box OF
the ear, bestowed on Augustus Fred
erick, her third brother, who broke int
a howl.
ma !" cried the promising youth
"Nint she to stop She's all the tim,
knockin' me round, and my arms ar,
black and blue where she hit me las
night 1t is, you cross thing with
grimace at Miss Deerhaven, whose eye
shown just then with anything but ,
dove-like expression, and I'll be glaC
when old Carisforde marries you, apS
takes you off, away from here, SO there
e-ere, nOw!"
And Augustus Frederick fed to hi
mothers skirts for protection from til,
uphfted hand Of his elder sister, Will
Julia burst into angry tears
It's too badi" she sobbsd, "they'r
just pack faggravating little wretche
and you back them up in it mother
you know you do hate them all
hate home, and 1 wish was we'll out a
I'll"
The harvest hand rose slowly to hi
feet, dOffing the broad-brimmed ha
shat he wore, and unfastening the fold
OF cotton pocket-handkerchief tina
were twisted about his throat by way o
substitute for a neck-tie.
81 am afraid 1 am one too many il
this little domestic tableau," he said
quietly, and Julia started as if gal
vanic shock had stricken her at til
clear, calm sound of Mr.. Richard Carts
forde's voice. "They say listener
never hear any good of themselves, ant
perhaps 1 may be charged with enactinl
that part but old Carisforde has Ger
tainly heard much that may be pro
ductive of good to himself. beg leave
to wish you ? very good evening"
And Mr. Carlsforde bowed low anC
retired, before Julia Deerhaven ooul,
summon up sufficient presence of mint
to speak single sentence.
He went back to where Hetty Morgan
was sitting at her needle-work by th,
shaded lamp.
"Hetty," he said, "you we're righ
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