The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1886-04-18

hayin', was the explanation OF the eTrant
that had brought him, fand bcin' as wal
| cut OF work
| Mr.. Deerhaven isn't in, said the farm
el's wife. He's after the cows.
well, now. il that amt too badi' sale
| the hand; and me come all the way from
| Smiths Forke!'
ABut expect he'll be back presently,
said Mrs Deerhavea; won't you sit down
| and wait spell2"
.Don't care If do" said the stranger
dropping his whole weight upon ono Of
| the flat-bottomed chairs "Peraps miss,
there, would give nae a glass of water
julia stared haughiily at him without
| deigning to notice his request, while Mrs
Deerhavfn, moving slowly and YEARLY
across the floor, brought him gourd-shel
tull of clear, dripping water from the cedar
pail by the door.
''Ain't lost the use o. her limbs, mol
nothin', has shei' drawled the harvest
hand. -.
"Why? asked the mather. mo. OF
course not-but why do you askS'
"Out our why, gals don't lop down on
sofys and let their mothers do all the
work. exclaimed the new conner, "uules
| they've got rheumatic or chills and fever,
or such-lik ailmcntl'
'Motherr" interrupted julia, sharply,
while the indignant color rose to her check.
1T you don't stop those chiIdren's rack I
shall 90 up stairs and stay--iheyIe
enough to drive one crazyl As for you.
sirl" to the MIN with slouched hat which
he had not had the courtesy to remove,
an trouble you to miud your own Lusi-
nessl"
.Sartin'y, man !" answered the fa M
hand, with chuckle-and Julia vented
the wrath she could not reasonably ex-
pend on him in sounding box on the ear,
bestowed on Augustus F. e ierIck her third
brother, who broke into howl.
MAJ cried the promising youth. amt
she to stopi She's all the time knockin'
me round, and my arms arc black and
blue where she hit me last night Il IL,
you cross thing" With grimace at Mics
Deerhaven, whose eyes shone just then
with anything but dove-lke expression,
''and I'll be glad when obi Carisforde
marries you, and takes yon oil, away from
here, SO there-e-ere, nowl
And Augustus Frederick fled to his
mo hers skirts for protection from the up
lifted hand of his elder sister, while Julia
burst into angry tears
'It's too badi" she sobbed, they're just
a pack OF aggravating little wre.ches and
you back them up in it, mother, you know
you dol | hate them all hate home,
aud / wish l was well out OF i'll
The harvest hand rose slowly to his
feet, dofing the broad-brimmed hat that
he wore, and unfastening the folds Of a
l.. l. s.E al. sxsst1 fn1
about his throat by way Of substitute for
a neck-tie.
81 am afraid am one too many In this
little domestic tableau," he said. quietly
aud Julia started as if a galvanic shock
had stricken her at the clear, calm sound
of Mr.. Richard CarisfordC's voice. They
say listeners never hear any good Of them
selves, ard perhaps l may be charged
with enacting that part; bu. old Carts
forde has certainly heard much that may
be productive of good to himself. I.beg
cave To wish yeu very good evening >
And Mr.. Carisforde bowed low and ie-
ired before Julia Deerhaven could sum
mon up sufficient presence OF mind to
speak single sentence.
He went back to where Hetty Morgan
was sitting at her needle-work by the
shaded lamp.
'sHetty," he said, ''yoa were right about
about Julia Deerhayen. | beg your
pardon for ever doubling you. But one
thing is certain l shall never marry
nowr
Men often say this, but very seldom
keep their word. Mr.. Carisfordc did
marry before The year was out, and his
bride was Heity Morgan. the pretty cousin
who had braveIy yentured on such q
timely warningl
Nor did he ever regret his second
choicel