Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1886-08-07


storm he did not wish to go and see even
his own orphan" | was such night
for a quiet, contemplative hour-seyeral
| hours-by the side of his own fire. No
body would be likely to call
But knock, knock, knock
| Come int" shouted the disappointed
Joe to the person rapping at the door.
1t was Grandpa Wheezy, wrinkled
old man with broken, husky voice.
Good avenin" Mr.. Danforth. | am very
sorry-to disturb-ye-butc could ye-come
| down-to see-the ovid lady?'
"oh, yes" said Joe; and at the same
time thought: 81 shan't have to go and see
the orphan. That settles it,"
is your wife sick tonight he asked.
"Oh-vir-ry, sir -can't-stop-
long-sure"
They made their way through the storm
as fast as possible. Climbing the dark
stairs that led to the old peoples rooms in
a tenement house, Joe heard singing. The
| old man heard it also, and he whispered :
Hush Them's the angels She's
! gone' ~
DO you think she is dead?'
She be"
"Oh, no. That's not an angel singing,
though good singing
But don't know" thought Joe, listen
ing eagerly as he pushed the door open.
The owner of the voice was apparently
young, and with deep feeling and more
than ordinary skill was singing Rock of
Ages" that HYMN of Christ bringing rest
| to the restless, strength to those weak
through pain, light amid the darkness of
death She stopped having completed the
hymn.
" wish-ye wOuld-go on, darlint," said
the old woman, feebly. II gives me
comfort"
I'm here to-look after-ye now" said
the old man. She must go-it-may be-"
If don't come again, don't forget what
l have said to you" said the singer
| think | ought to go now"
As the young lady, with averted face
moved towards the door, Grandpa Veazey
said
"Tve got-some wood-down in the
mkt inry-and it's right-in the way
sure. I'll have-it out of the way Let
me go ahid."
The young lady had passed out of the
room. and was waiting down on the stairs
for the removal of the wood that Joe and
grandpa had both stumbled against in their
| journey upstairs.
Stupid r thought Joe. who was in the
old lady's chamber why don't l hold
the light for those in that dark entry
Grandpa took none, and don't know as he
| had a second one to take"
He held the lamp out in the passageway
so that its light fell down upon the stairs
where the lady stood waiting for grandpa,
who was removing the wood further on.
The singer turned and lifted her face so
that the light fell upon it. Joe started.
He saw no longer a lady on stairway,
near which toiled an old man; but out in
| the leafy country he saw person halt,
dozen years younger than the singer yet
having the same form, the same face. and
the same wonderful eyes Shock Number
Three from the battery, after all these long
years He wanted to rush to her, speak to
her, ask her who she was, where she lived.
Mr. Danforth Mr. Danforth ~ sang out
a voice
1t was the old woman calling to him from
her sick room.
' | want to spake to vel"
Awkward this is" thought Joe. ''Well,
they can tell me who he is"
g l want to tell -something-that may
be good-fur ye," said the old lady to
Joe, who had now returned.
Whats her name?" he asked, eagerly.
Name? | don't know-what We call it
-but-it's-some kind-of railroad-stock
and I can-tell We where to find-it It's
not much-good now they say, but they
say iv'ry time-it'S comm up-and fl
die-its yours"
oh, keep it."
81 don't-want-to kape it. l shan't
live always"
"Yes, you will, said Joe, giving unwar-
ranted encouragement. "That's all right.
And what's her name?H
"Who?"
THAT lady"
"OCh she's -
Don't you know hero
mo! She's an angel-who calls on--the
sick-and no one-knOws-as she'll iver
come at all. Don't know-her name"
But angels have names, said Joe and
he rushed into the entry where he had left
the light. Alas the angel had Aown In
other words, she had gone down the stairs
and gone out doors, grandpa said, and who
she was, he did not know, but he would
try
Joe did not wait 10 hear anything more
He rushed down through the entries and
then turned into the street. 1t was of no
use.
No angel" he said Nothing but
snowfiakes-bahi y
He returned to the sick-chamber, left
some packages of goods that he had bought
| on his way from his room to the Veazeys
and then plunged out into the storm again.
! His feelings were not very agreeable, but
he consoled himself saying, Now for my
warm room and comfortable slippers.
| Bah there's my cousins Fanny's invita-
ton. No, | don't want to see my orphan.
I don't want to see anything but those
eyes. Here am baked again"
Finally Joe thought that, being out, "
while and end the job" He rang the door
! bell, and the servant showed MIN into his
cousins snug sitting-room.
Now for the orphan" he said to him.
self =" Old and ugly Eyes, green Stat
ure, short! Complexion, sallow Hair,
| fiery red Feet, elephantine
| He was saying this to himself when his
cousin entered and greeted him. But whom
did she bring with her?
There was again the singer with the won
derful eyes that he had seen in the entry of
the Veazeys, and there was the girl in the
country road
What is the matter with our Cousin
Joe?' thought Fanny. He did not even
speak to her, but looked entranced at the
second lady. 1t was shock four from that
marvellous battery.
Mr.. Danforth, Miss Earle"
He did not speak. There was an awk-
ward silence on the part of all. Then Joe
| advanced toward the lady, blushed but
what he said, i'll an undertone, Cousin
Fanny never knew. As for the rest Cousin
Fanny told it in letter to her sister, who
was away:
Our music teacher has a new scholar and is
not going away, and cousin Joe is going But
there, let me tell it in order. Our girls music
| teacher Miss Earle, is an orphan, as her only
parent, living when she came to our city, died
| last winter. She decided to go away. not having
scholars enough. We have wanted Joe to see
her, but he wouldn't, and we joked him about
| his orphan, we called her. He came the night
| before the day she was going TO leave town, and
she was here, and it turns out that they saw one
| another years ago, and took a fancy to one an
other. Joe says she must not go away, as he
will make another scholar for her, and next
spring they Will be married. They are going to
1 take house in the suburbs where they can have
| a garden and the VeaZeys will live near them
| as the old lady, who is always dying, has con-
Guided to live, and Mr.. Veazey will be Joe's
\ gardener. Joe says / was the innocent occa-
sion of his losing his beloved in the first place
| but surely If It had not been for me now he
would not have married his orphan.
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