Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1886-11-27
Ter affection than the love of nan,
she argned with herself. and the
clildren's confidence and love
sOOthed and inspired hor.

soothed and inspired hor.
Fnnr years went by; years of se
. we're labor and ceaseleSs Study
Kitty was NOW a successful teach
. er, a singer always in demand in
concert rooms and parlors. and the
leading cOntralto in nna ofthe pin
cipaI churches. Lovers sought her
vainly; her life was given to hel
art. she said. Tn her secret sonl
she knew that her love was given
beyond recall. Ross might prove
faithloss, wound her with cruel
words or the ktener pain of inter
forgetfulness, but she could not
change.
There had been many brief Wis
its to the oil home; the sIlnnieSt
spot in these hnsy years, and now
az. tho Thanksgiving time drew
near, she was promising herself &
j generous vacation q fortnight Of
rest and peace, beneath herfath.
cr's roof. A letter from amt Sa-
brina. which came the week before
her departure, added fervor to her
resolve.
"Dear Niece Kitty it ran, ~
s'poSe | don't write very promptly,
as yon say, bnt what with the b,k
ing and churning and looking after
Fradoril,y-that GDnnjSh Latly.D
as she calls herself, will he the
death of me, with her airs and her
notions, pntting onion in the pud-
ding. and cinnamon in the potatoes
when my back is turned. Shes
got to 60, and oh. Lord! she's the
seventh since Christmas. AS | was
saying. 7 have so much to see to !
don't have time to write. I'm glad
yon are coming home to Thanks
giving. Your fathers kind of poor
". and somehow nothing snlts him.
He wandnrs about the honSe pick
ing mp your hooks and notions from
the tables and holding them as if
they were a part Of YOU, and he sits
looking at yonr picture for hours,
and never speaking word. Mu-
sic is all well enough in it's place,
hut [ think YOUR duty is at home,
Kitty Payne. | never did think
much of IA girls meandering off
through fine world in strange ways.
The place by the kitchen Ere is the
woman'S place. and she d0Sen't find
anything better. with all her seek
ing after grand things.
e"You'l never know the white
calf. It's grown tremendously,
and Daisy's colt is a
wonder to the whole neighbor-
hood. I've dried piles Of crab ap-
Piles and pumpkins. and we've got
the fattest gubbler for Thanksgiv.
ing you ever saw. I do hope you'll
he home IN time to make the dough
nuts and pumpkin pies. Iii not turn
my hand over to anybody making
pies, but yonr fathers got so no.
tional. Nothing tastes rs it used
to when Kitty did the cooking Nor
my part, I'd he glad enough to let
you do the whole of it if you'd only
come.
sYour affectionate aunt,
SABRINA PAYNE"
"The sweet, safe corner of the
household fire behind the heads of
Children" quoted Kitty, with moist
lasbes. 81 don't suppose Aunt Sa
hrina dreams that she is almost
poet, but 1 will go home" Then
she turned the sheet and read this
postscript:
II most forgot TO tell you that
Lou Chamberlain is back here Wis
itlng. They say the Chamberlains
have done remarkably we'll since
they removed to Dakota. Ross is
practicing law in Yankton, and is
looked upon as one of the rising
men Of the Territory. That Sulli-
van girl was married last month to
a Denver banker, SO it seems Ross
didn't want her, after all. Maybe
/ was a little hard on him, Kitty,
but | meant it all for your good.
Lou says he's grown to be the quiz
etest, solemnest fellow yon ever
saw, and that he's far enough now
from thinking that Ross Chamber
lain made the world, whatever his
opinion was four years ago.
"Don't forget the gray flannel for
your fathers shirts, and if you can
lind a box of Sykes Resistless linl.
ment wish you'd bring it. They
say it is extra for rheumatism"
Four days later, in the great
farm house kitchen, Kitty stool at
the long table making pies. Aunt
Sabrina stalked majestically back
and forth, arranging and rearrang
ing the piles Of cups and plates in
the old martial way. Life was a
battle for Aunt Sabrlna, but she
welded her weapons with q brave,
undauuted heart, and this morning
the ghost Of a smile played around
the thin lips and faded eyes. Sun
shine and cheer had come with
Kitty's presence, and the feeble ia
Their in his easy chair almost forgot
his ailments as he Toasted his eyes
upon her bright face.
A knock at the door, and without
a .uoment's warning Ross Cham
berlain stood in their midst. He
had grown thinner and paler than
of G;there were lines of care upon
his face, aud settled sadness in
his dark eyes. |