The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1888-02-08

DOUBLF BLESSED.
III 70 and Try nay fortune With Uncle
Robert" said Jack "Bess and sIaris
+ failed because he could not stand giris
with such iine ideas; but won't troublt
him that way the old fellow is al
! right If one only stirs him up in the right
way
Ny Child said the gentle Mrs. Ray
mond, q do not like to hear you speak
IN that boyish, rude manner. fear your
uncle would have les patience with you
than your sisters. No. he does not IN
tend to forgive me, and ven make no
further advances
Oh. yes We viii, dearie p and Jack
curly head baried Itself in the mothers
shoulder. .coaxingly Do let me try to
win the obstinate old-well, there. then
TO win our honoretl relative to a prop
er sense Of his obligations toward his
only sister and her interesting family
How will that do, eh ? Now, mother,
don't shake your head so it's no use.
Why did you give me boys name and
bring me up on tops and marbles if YOU
want me to be real girl?''
1T WAS your fathers wish, you know,
dear. He was 50 grievously disappoint-
ed that ne had no son. But Jackueline
is not boys name and Mrs. Rtynnsnd
shook her head smilingIy at her waywar,i
daughter.
No, but Jack is and I'm never call
ed anything else" that young lady re
piled. triumphantly, with an obstinate
little shake Of the ietty curls that gave
such piquancy to her bright foce. II
father we're only here he would let me
try anything that would take the bur
den from of your shoulders, and. now he
is dead, uncle must surely forgive you
for marrying against his wishes. What
right had he to have any wishes, any
how y
He was my only living relative and
guardian, = answered Mrs. Raymond who
was always ready to excuse her brothers
harsh treatment.
'Wel. mother, DO let me 20 beard
the lion in his den, the Douglas in his
hall, said Jack, gaTly You know We
must do something, for we can get no
work Of any kind here. though we've
tried SO faithfully
.'Well, 20 my dear, and | shall pray
for your success" said the gentle little
mother
Mr.. Robert Doran sat covering beside
a dull, spiritless fire one bright spring
morning. His room was dusty and dis
ordered, though il furnishing was good
and even luxurious. He looked moody
and disconnected, as if the wealth that
showed itself in the handsome surround-
ings brought no pleasure to Its owner
Perhaps he was thinking of TIE sister
who had once made sunshine in the now
gloomy home, and wished that his pride
would let him bid her to come back and
care for him in his dreary old age.
A tap at the door aroused him.
Who Is it," he demanded, in stlr-
prise, for the servants never came unan-
nouneed.
The door openei slowly and bright
face peeped in
It's Jack Raymond, at your service,
uncle" and in the venturesome girl walk
ell and sieod before him.
She wore long ulster closely buttoned
to the throat, where a standing collar
and neat black tie showed themselves.
while on the short. glossy clrls was a
iaunty Derby guiItIess of any trim
ming s.Ive the simple masculine band.
Why. I didn't know my sister had 4
son - exclaimed the old gentleman, his
wrinkled face showing something very
ike satisfaction as he looked at the new
conner.
she hasn't said Jack with dancing
eyes but il isn't my fault do nay
best Tn awfully sorry I'm not boy,
uncle, if it would please you but let me
stay awhile and you'll see what first
Glars substitute am, removing her hat
and bowing with easy grace But,
dear me how dull it is here Your fire
wants good stirring upr'
And seizing the poker she attacked the
Goals in the CRATE with an energy that
seemed TO imply that she would like to
treat him in the same fashion,
A bright blaze followed her vigorous
action, dancing on the walls and showing
the bright hues of pictures and furniture,
despite the dust that covered them bring
ing CHEEKY look, too, even to Mr.. Dor
ans grim face
There y said Jack. giving 4 last ap-
proving poke, . that's better. Now, if
just open this window and let in the sun
shine, So shifting the action to the
word, you'll feel as bright as spring
morning
The girl was ike May-day herself.
fiuttering around the room as if waited
by invisible breezes. her bright face the
embodiment of sunshine and as the
lonely old man watched her light fingers
bringing order out Of confusion that had
reigned so long. quizzica! smile dawned
on his face.
For would-be boy you seem 70 know
a good deal aboGt such things lie re-
marked dryly.
That's the mother part of me- said
Jack. as she settled the chairs and fur
niture with touch that only woman
has.
Then she came and sat down on foot
stool beside him, and. cl1sping her knee
with both hards, looked up with smiling
audacity, saying:
You'd better let me stay awhile, un-
Gle you'd be 4 great deal more comfort
able
There was deep anxiety beneath the