The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1885-09-03

Hcr mothers villia'. and l ssnt . doubl
! bat Rebecca \. I've ssss hcr lsot kindsI
down hearted sometimes; for all shes x
coed an uncomplainiu guess shes beer
worried a. we'll - some other iolkA YOU
iest slick up arter supper. an 90 right
over an ask her. Thar amt no reason ..
Ill Why you shouldn't You amt nuther
Of you so very old. not moron CO. An
don't know as Mis- whcat'll bc 90 very
bad to gil along with. l dessay she meant
all right
4 Adonirsm said nothing. lie rose with
an effort, and went ont 10 supper with his
mother, who kept gazing Al him with low
ing questioning eyes.
Amt you goin'y she whispered when
they were in the sitting room again.
4 guess not tonight. mother.
| Well. msbbe tis jest - wall 10 wait till
tonorrer. ! dou't want Mia Wheat 70
think you VA in TOO much of rush.
After his moshsr bad goUs 70 bed. and
The summer night vas eouplets sith al
II stAss ssA-oi-dpoeA - ~ down . W.
frsat door step aloss, and thought Hs
felt like vandsssr rsturnsd 70 sone
beautiful. dear country. the trus home Of
his heart, which be had never thought 10
see again. Tonight the golden gatss Of
youth swung open with sweet music for
Adoniram Dill, with his gray locks and
bis hard seemed face, and be entered 10.
never knowing be was any different.
The stesdiness with which he had kept
TO his ideas Of duty for the last 40 years
gave his happiness, now that the long
strain was over. an almost unearthly, holy
character. II was truly the reward Of vir.
the. The faithful old man who had taken
what he considered to be the right course
for himself and the woman be loved. with
ont question or appeal to that mandate Of
obedience which be read 30 literally, was
capable at 90 Of being As freely happy %
. child.
The sordid motives which had possibly
actuated Bsccss mother to withdraw her
opposition 1t last did not fret him at all.
He was far above it. That hard, shrill
voice which had rung out Of that sitting
room window for him for the past 40 years
was still. The voice had TRULY said cruel
things, more cruel than it's owner would
own to now. The poor, honest young
man had gone away that day with the full
and settled understanding that bis sweet
hearts mother was bitterly opposed to
him, and that must be the end OF il all. |
He Sever dreamed Of such thing a. urg.
ing her to marry him without her mothers
consent.
So he had never been 10 that front yard.
full Of roses and pinks and butterAiss,
since.
He and Reheccs had met 10 the village
society like kindly scquaintances for all
these years.
Adoniram. looking across the little
country church, Sunday after Sunday as
the years went on, might have seen the
woman growing old who should have
grown old by his side, with bitter regret.
aud Rebeccs, with patient sadness. have
marked bis entrance among all the con-
but no one had known.
The day after the meeting Adoniram
had to drive over to the store on business.
On his way back he passed house where
IN aged sister Of Mrs. Wheat's lived, and
saw, with start, the latter's thin face Of
window. i wonder II Beccas homeT
,aid he. Then he drove on quicker with
gathering resolution. II
About 4 o'clock he was going across
lots through the field toward the Whsats'.
BE had bis Sunday coat on. When about
half way across be saw woman's figure
approaching. Soon be saw IL was Re- ,
,ecca. Hc stood 10 the narrow foot path,
the tall clover and daisies and
,erd 's.gvsss which came up 10 his knees.
md waited.
She greeted him. when she reached him,
q her usual good, placid way. How do
'ou do, Mr.. Dill?
4 was coming to see you kebecca.
She looked at him, and the calm lines !
n her face changed little. IN go back.
was going after mother, that was all; but Q
he won't be iu any hurry. :
No there amt any need Of your goin' ]
Jack. / can say what | wanted to jest n
$ we'll here. an then you eau keep right .
n after your mother. Becca, suPposin' q
was 40 years ago. an You an me was
ere. an your mother was wilin' what .
'onld you say ef ! asked you to marry
,e?'
Great tears stood in her eyes. oh. Ad- .
niram, it wouldn't be fair. 4
Don't you think Jour mother would be
'illinr u
I don't think she's SO set agin II ss she
'ss, but twouldn't be fair; I'm 20 year
Ia, Adouiram.' el
Som /, Beccs. q
She shook her head. No Adoniram. II
amt any USE II might have been dif- 81
,rent once Nov. after oil this time.
hen am old au broken down, an the d.
lult Of all the trouble on ~ side Of the
ouse, ain't goin to be 90 mean as to let
on marry me- =
Adoniram gave one step forward, and : :
.ugh. his old sweetheart in his arms. :
've been ~aitin' for you ~ years. Beccs,
J, there amt nothin more comm bet~ixt '
!. Don't you say anything more about
s not bein' fair y
'You know mother will have 10 live With
J..
III try su make her jest A. bsppy - "