The Osceola times. [volume] (Osceola, Ark.) 1870-current, 1888-07-07

| hb ~ ior rear vi lultCllOu.
Look at the state of the braid and but
tonsr'
hetiyt heart gave great throb. She
knew the reason, now, why Mr.. Comp
ton would not wear the coat. She took
1t from Georges hand.
"What are you going to doP" he de-
manded.
81 am going to put on new braid and
buttons, and hang it up again" said
hetty, walking into the sitting-room.
GEORGE hung up his own handsome
overcoat and followed her. Mr.. Darrell
looked up from his paper and com.
menced a conversation on the spring
rains, to which George listened with the
utmost Impotence, while watching Iet-
| ty procure her work-basket and with
provoking GOODNESS set TO work on the
obnoxious garment He could neither
demonstrate nor prevent while Mr.. Dar-
rel continued in the present strain.
AT last, the old gentleman paused.
and, as il suddenly remembering him.
self, rose abruptly, and took his news
paper into the kitchen. Then George
began:
you seem determined to insult me
this evening, Hetty."
"InsuHF' Hetty's eyes flashed.
Eyes, insult The first thing ! see
tonight is fellow holding your hand
DO you think am going to stand that?
And then, instead of giving me yourat
tention you prefer to patch this mans
old rag-bag of coat"
LET it alone" said Hetty, as George
laid hold of the garment in question;
why were you SO late on your own
part? But don't Let us quarrel, George.
Sit down.
will you stop working on that
coat?"
NO." said Hetty, " will not. I'll
can do any thing to help man who
has worked his own way in the noblest
Of all professions. | will do it. Don't
be so foolish, George; you ought to
want me TO help him. Father says he
is very brilliant young man, and he
has had dreadfully hard time. Just
thlnk, he cooked his own meals!'
Disgusting said George. "All the
more reason won't have you waiting
on such a beggar."
'Heorge! ...
wei, listen," said George; "you
know l came here tonight to ask you
TO be my wife. IL you are gong to
marry me you Will put down that coat. I"
And II don't, ! cant marry your
questioned Hetty, smiling.
Put 1t down, Hetty! Dear Hetty,
dearest Hetty, please do as ask
Hetty, without glancinS at HIM, be-
gan to sew on another button.
When the minister returned II was
still early, but he was disappointed to
find that Hetty had retired. lie did
not notice his coat at tho tlme' nor was
he much eonsoled by talking oil the
spring rains with Mr.. Darrell, in his
turn, Tor hall an hour. overhead,
Hetty lay sobbing and laughing IN her
little white bed.
She was glad GEORGE had gone as ma
had; she felt, now that she had never
loved him, but had let thingstake then
own way. II 1t had not been Tor the
coat he would not have shown himself
In so ugly llght, ana she might now
have been engaged 10 HIM Hetty
shuddered.
Il do not know whetherl would have
taken MN any way to-nlght' she sad.
yesterday would have been different
She dld not however, analyze TINS
thought, and shortly fell asleep
Mr., Compton rose early the following
morning. when Hetty came down 10
prepare breakfast the young minister
was standing In the nail, MS overcoat
In his hand lie started and looked az
her with world OF eloquence In his
very hne eyes.
do you want me 10 thank your he
said.
Hetty laughed shaking her head, put
her eyes were unaccountaoiy hlied'
How shabby the coat sun was!
II nave accepted can 10 the FIRST
Church In Mlddietowh' said the young
man, softly, "and win tbe hrst install
meht OF my salary l shaii puy nc"
overcoat, but 1 shall never part with
THIS one.
Don't, plense' IL is SUCH a little
thihgr said he''y' ana iorthwi'h she
carried her rosy dewy lace ihto sue
Kitchen.