The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-02-27

the same. Hope didn't say anything to
hurt your feelings!"
80 mol why, no, Marcus. OF course |
don't want to make you take it if you don't
want it. don't know but it would look
| kinder queer, come to think of it. .,
dear! they are through singing"
''Say, Esther, don't know but might as
well take that parasol, if you'd just as soon.
| The sun is pretty hot, an | might get a
headache. forgot my umbrella, to tell the
! truth"
| Il might have known better than to have
| gone at him the way l did, " thought Esther
to herself when she was seated at last in
the cool church beside Marcy. Seems as
if l might have got used to Marcus Wood
| man by this time,n
| She did not see him when she came out of
church; but little boy in the vestibule
handed her the parasol, with the remark;
''Mr. Woodman said for me to give this to
you"
She and Marcy passed down the street
| toward home. Going by the Baptist
, church, they noticed young man stand
ing by the entrance. He stared hard at
| Marcy.
She began to laugh after they had passed
| him did you see that fellow stareG' said
| she. 'Hope he'll know me next time"
That's George Elliott; he's that old
| lady's son you was speaking about this
morning.
'Well, that's enough for me-"
Hes real good, steady young man"
Marcy shifted.
perhaps you'll change your mind some
day"
She did, and speedily, too. That glimpse
of Marcy Wilson's pretty, new face-for
she was stranger in the town-had been
too much for George Elliot. He obtained
an introduction, and soon was q steady
visitor at Esther Barney's house Marcy
fell in love with him easily. She had never
had much attention from the young men,
and he pnOa0inO fallOuV
small and brfght-eyed, though with
nervous persistency like his mothers in his
manner.
"rm going to have it an understood
thing" Marcy told Esther after her lover
had become constant in his attentions,
that I'm going with George, and amt
going with his mother. | can't bear that
old woman
But poor Marcy found that it was not so
easy to thrust determined old age off the
stage, even when young Love was flying
about so fast on his butterfly wings that he
seemed to multiply himself, and there was
no room foranything else, because the air
was so full NJ Loves That old mother,
with her trating black skirt and her wiry
obstinacy, trotted as unwaveringly through
the sweet stir as ghost through door.
One Monday morning Marcy could not
eat any breakfast, and there were red stains
around her blue eyes.
"Why, what's the matter, Marcy r. asked
Esther, eying her across the little kitchen
table.
''Nothings the matter. amt hungry
any to speak of, that's all. guess I'll go
right to work on Mis- Fuller's bonnet.n
I'D try an eat something if was you.
Be sure you cut that velvet straight, if you
go to work ON it.n
When the two were sitting together at
their work in the little room back of the
shop, Marcy suddenly threw her scissors
down. "There ~ said she, 'I've done it; [
I'll, Al. y
knew | should cutevery thing bias touched
to-day" There was droll quicker on her
mouth; then it began to CULVER. She hid
her face in her hands and sobbed 80,
dear, dear!"
MARCY Wilson, what is the matter?n
George and had a talk last night
We've broke the engagement, am it's
killing NE. An now I've cut this velvet
bias. o, dear, dear, dear dearr'
For tie lands sake, don't mind any
thing about the velvet. What's come |
betwixt you an Georgel"
"His mother-borrid old thing! He said
she'd got to live with us, and [ said she
shouldn't. Then he said he wouldn't marry |
any girl that wasn't willing to live with his
mother and said he wouldn't ever marry |
me, then. If George Elliot thinks more of
his mother than he does of me, he can have |
her. l don't care I'll show himI can get |
along without him.
''Well, 1 don't know, Marcy. I'm real
sorry about it, George Ellios's a good, |
likely young man: but if you didn't want |
to live with his mother, it was better to say
so right in the beginning. And l don't
know as blame you much; she's pretty set
in her ways.'T
81 guess she'is Inever coull! bear her
I guess he'll find out"
Marcy driedlhe eyes defiantlY, and took |
up the velvet again. I've spoilt this vel |
vet 1don't see why being disappointed in
love should affect a girl SOS % make her
cut bias"
There was a whimsical eleme mt in Marcy
which seemed to roll uppermose along with
her grief.
Esther looked little puzziled ''Never
mind the velvet, child; it amt much, any
way" She began tossing over some ribbons
to cover hei" departure from Ter usual reti
cence. +1I'lE real sorry about it, Marcy.
Such things are hard to bear, but they can,
be lived Though. know something about
it myself. You knew I'd had some of this;
kind of trouble, didn't you!'r
about DIR. Woodman, yea meanm
Eyes, about Marcus Woodman. I'll tell
you what It's, Marcy Wilson, you've got
one thing to be thankful for, and that is
that there amt any thing ridckerteus
about this affair of yourn. That makes it
the hardest of anything, according to- my
mind-when you know that everybody's
laughing and you can hardly help laugh
ing yourself, though yea feel most ready
to die"
"Ain't that Mr.. Woodman crazys~
"No, he amt crazy; he's got too much
will for his common sense, that's all, and
he will teeter the sense little too far into
the air | see all through it from the be-
ginning. could read Marcus Woodman
Jest like book"
81 don't see how in the world you ever
come to like such man."
"Well, l s'pose loves the strongest when
| there amt any good reason for it. They
| say it is. can't say as | ever really ad-
| mired Marcus Woodman much. | al
ways see right through him; but that didn't
hinder my thinking so much of him that
never felt as If | could marry any other
man. And I've had chances, though |
| shouldn't want you to say So"
''You turned him off because he went
| to sitting on the church steps,"
"CoWse did. Do you spose l was going
l to marry a man who made a laughing
stock of himself that way2"
81 don't see how he ever come to do it,
It's the funniest thing / ever heard off,
81 know it. 1t seems so silly nobody ID
| believe it. Well, all there is about it, Mar
| Gus Woodlands got so much mulishness in
him it makes him almost miraculous. You
see, he got up an spoke in that church
meeting when they had such a row about
Mr.. Morton's being settled here-Marcus
was awful set again him. | never could
see any reason why, and don't think he
could. He said Mr. Morton WANT doc
trinal; that was what they all said; but