Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1888-02-18
down at the upturned face. thought the girl was

| down at the upturned face, thought the girl was
| really pretty:
to little Peter. nor this neither and she 6ed out
| q pastry to his father.
ayes, but where's your share?"
| out hunk OF brown, dry bread and beginning to
repack the basket, set II ceside her.
pusS the BASKET BASKET from her. Mother hadn't to a
and what the eye don't see the heart can't grisvs
| after.
'Oh, masterlv exclaimed Jenny. plunging her
little teeth into the dainties he handed her;
| doesn't It taste nicer
Jenny didn't know that forbidden fruit Is said
| always to have good flavor.
Not only was Mrs. Grants basket cleared, but
| Jenny's bread went down sweetly. Peter ate
every crumb Of It himself and then, being thirsty,
he left them to fetch some water from the little
returned Jenny held Up WsrninS niger tnat
he should speak softly; the boy had fallen asleep;
his head was nestled on her shoulder; one chubby
| "He's pretty fellow" said the father proudly,
ana then ne sighed, .Ifis a thousand pities be
hasn't got no mother, Jenny"
at is, MASTER" she said sadly.
They're telling me that he's growing I'D head
strong and self-wtlled, and that on his account
ought to marry" and he looked at Jenny question
1pgly.
Perhaps they're right master; it might be the
THAT'S what's taking me to Mrs. Pollard's It's
been hard matter, though; could hardly screw
my courage up TO 60"
Peter felt 1t did not become him to speak of the
woman he intended asking TO be his wife In any
"Oh Welt how do know that she'll have me7 As
likely as not she'll say no."
Jenny shook her head.
mot She, MASTER"
Little! What, yourself and Peter!n and the
astonished eyes OF Jenny dropped, to nx them
"YOu think, then, that would be enough to
make woman happy, jenny"
,'She'd be hard to please II it didn't MASTER
. Peter was silent for moment. The midday sun
Hooded all around, the trees waved their branches
gently, the babbling OF the little stream sounded
III thought so.n began Peter, 81 might ask to
marry me somebody who is younger-sOmebody I
know that Is about your age, Jenny"
Yes. would your" alchemy, interested In the
''Supposng, now, that anybody-like me, say
u him Y %as NJ 70 ask you Jenny would
ION, master! should give him yes" cried In
nocent Jenny.
"rhea will you give that yes to me. Jenny?n
ana Peter stretched out his arm to put it round
her. But already Jenny had sprung to her feet:
there was panied look in her face, her eyes were
Take him.. she said holding out little Peter,
ana the dignity OF her manner more than her
words told how wounded she felt at the thought
mat ne was trifing with her. A minute before
and Peter would have said that he had drifted
INTO the oner he had made, but now his heart
out and he knew he loved her.
Jenny" he SAID, and as he spoke, unconsciously
he drew nearer. "whO gave me courage TO ask a
young girl to be my wife?"
Jenny trembled
II Will wake the boy. Peter" he said, "Peter,
my little son, beg OF Jenny to let you call her
The child newly awakened, stretched out his
SOFT rounded arms, and the next moment they all
three were ciasped together.
A long time went by before sense and reason
seemed restored TO them, and then Peter had most
10 say. Jenny was like one in dream at the good
fortune which had come to her. BY turns she
laughed and cried, would look shyly at the father
AMI Then devOur with kisses little Peter. Their
steps turned h0meward; the mood OF each became
more sober. The farm In sight, Jenny stopped.
'Wuat is tt?" said Peter.
"Oh, master! think it over what YOU have said
to me- I'm afraid the old missis win be very
angry:"
stand by you, and you must stand by me; we are
both pledged TO little Peter"
Jenny smiled through her tears.
Last night" she said, "after had cried myself
10 sleep, l remember now had a dream. Some
body, thought, came to Inc dressed all In white,
anu put into my arms little Peter"
Jenny" said Peter solemniy. that was no
dream. She you saw was an sngel-ny dead WIFE,
M1lly. prayed that she'd help me choose a moth
er for her boy, and she has chosen you,
'Oh, master! can 1t be so7"
Eyes, feel sure" said Peter confidently "for
never since Coz TOOK her from me have relt so
happy. Come Peter! come, my sOn-one hand in
yours, the other In mlne-between us we will lead
her into grandmother and tell her. for your sake
our little Jenny."-LouiSa Parr in Lsaaman's
Magazine