The Penn's Grove record., 1885-01-03
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molly, aren't you coming uo"h {
Tea is ready ~
No answer. Mrs. Pierson crossed
the tagged kitchen, and went to the
foot of the stairs to call again.
"Mol-ly -
'tComing =" was the answer, in a
girls fresh voice. SIS John there ?"
"No," called back her mother "but
1t isn't six yet, and it's M good walt
ing, for likely enough the master will
keen him later to-Ilght up at the fac
tory"
II wonder what she wants John for?"
soliloquized good Mrs. tierson, as she
turned back into the kitchen. Its
wonderful what store she sets by what
he SAYS. Oh, there you are, John ]
Good evening to y0u;'' and she looked
up from her tea to nod pleasantly as a
man entered the cottage.
A man? Yes, he was a man, though
in sta ure he looked little more than a
child of twelve, and a sorely ill-fayored
child too for poor John Gregson was
a ~oripple-not the poeticat specimen to
be met with in hooks, where a club foot
is more than redeemed by the face of
an angel, but Yeritable Caliban, with
d grotesquely-shaped body with a cruel
ku;.oh Tint TIC twisted dwin1ied legs
seemed scarce able to support, and a
face which, but for the eyes, was we'll
nigh repulsive, furrowed as 1t WAS and
scored by years of pain and misery.
But tn se eyesl Pure as a girls and
bluer tbaa the skies which had not
deigned to smile upon his birth, the
whole soul of the man shone out at one
from under the shaggy overhanging
eyebrows and, looking down to meet
their steady solemn gaze, one would
not have refused to clasp N fellowship
those big awkward hands which. though
the Jest of his fellow-clerks at the fac
tory, could still meet another's unsul
lied and honorable.
Good evening" he answered, sham
bling across the floor, and taking his
accustomed seat at the table. "Where
is Molly ?"
s.Gracious me-" responded his host
ess, with a laugh, show you two DO go
On. to be sure! Just now it was Molly
calling down, is John there?' and then
you come in, and it's Where's Molly =
She was wanting you to come early.
Mother, says she, not an hour ago,
shcw slow the time goes till John
comes ="
.Did she ? Did Molly say that ?"
The sallow face was flushed and eager,
and his hand shook as the woman passed
HIN his tea.
10 .Why, yes went on the widow, al
ways glad of a chance Of hearing her
self talk ''she thinks a wonderful deal
I of you-says you're so different from
the rest Of the factory-fOlk, and so
| clever. Not that l see it," she added
! naiyely ''but of course Molly knows
what's what, because of the education
she has had. Mind you send that girl
10 a good school with my savings, and
make a real lady Of herr said poor
Pierson the day lie died and Il lacy
she is, so clever and"
And sweet and charming in every
way. - cried IL bright voice at the door ;
''do say l am charming in every way p
tGwas Molly. Mrs. Pierson was not
good at definitions in a general way 4;
!. hut She had certainly not exaggerated
III she described her daughter a a
'Vdy." 1t was a real lady's"
vertk hich rang through the room in
|, G-self laudation, it was a real la
SAaction which brought her swiftly
~ / table, and thus prevented Greg
sLom rising, and it was with a real
ls'' thou9h-fulness that she thanked
ifore warmly for the roses that he
sAy handed her than she would have
Nhad his power of giving been
dter.
was very beautiful, this girl
, beautiful and TO the adoring eyes
lWatched her every movement she
kkd more than usually SO this eveI-
IrAs she talked and joked till the
I'd room ran with her merrlment
NJ Iber mother laughed till the tears
AHrbwn her cheeks.
hme into the garden with me,
IL" said the girl, when tea was
and John very willingly obeyed.
png the narrow gravel path where
Wooing roses stopped 10 kiss her as
BASED, round by the pretty flower
fand down to the tiny arbor went
ii, the sweet face full Of d sudden
my, the busy brain reyelling in
lehts Of d golden possibility I; and
Der side shambled the ungainly
III. Jealous of the very roses that
he'd the bright cuTls above him and
title needed $they were.
dter a few moments Molly shook
her abstraction aud questioned her
Apanl0n as TO what he had been do
4 for the past three weeks-for Greg.
Ii had been away from the town on
I9iness for the factory, and had re-
fned only that day and was he not
al 10 be home again
Livery he told her, with ons swift
anee at her beautiful eyes, and then
BIT on to describe all that he thought
Ali interest her
she listened eagerly.
This mar whose distant cousinshlp
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