Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1888-09-14


ma Yeazy. rs they called one another, wer,
both asthmatic and Joe remembered then
/ generally as Grandpa and Grandma Whee
~ The other parties from who Joe tried
to hear were seemingly lost TO him a. etfee
tually as the ship is to the steamer rushing
past it on the Atlantic But Joe did not
forget the young lady. As We draw aside
the vail from some old portrait carefully
protected from light and dust, so Joe. in
his musings, would unvail the face hidden
in his memory and look at it.
Il will never marry till I see its origi-
nal" declared Joe.
And that night of the storm he did not
wish to 90 and see even his own orphan. .
1t was such a night for a quiet, contempla-
tive hour-several hours by the side of his
own fire Nobody would be likely to
call
But knock, knock. knock.
Come in" shouted the disappointed Joe
to the person rapping at the door.
1t was Grandpa Wheezy,' a wrinkled
old man, with a broken and husky voice.
Good evening. Mr.. - Danforth. | am
very-sorry-to diSturb-ye-but-cOuld ye
come down-to sec-the ovid lady"
"Oh, yes" said Joe at the same time he
thought II shan't have to go to see the
orphan and that settles it."
'Is your wife sick tonight he inquir-
ed
"Oh-vir-ry, sirl She can't - stop
long"
They made their way through the storm
as fast as possible. Climbing the dark
stairs that led to the old peoples
rooms in tenement-house, Joe heard
singing. The old man heard it also, and
whispered:
"Hush Them's-the angels! She's
gomez
.'Do you think she is dead!'
'.She bel"
"Oh, mol That's not an angel singing,
though good singing"
But | don't know" thought Joe, listen
ing eagerly, as he pushed the door open.
The owner of the voice was apparently
young, and with deep feeling and more
than ordinary skill was singing "Rock OF
Ages" that hymn of Christ, rest to the rest
less, strength to those weak through pain
light amid the darkness of death. She
stopped, after having completed the
hymn.
II wish-yc would-go on darlint," said
the old woman, feebly. at gives mc--com-
fort"
'Tm here to-look after ye-now," said
the old man. ''She must go-it-may-
be-"
'If don't come again, don't forget what
| have said to you said the singer 81
think | ought to 90 now"
As the young lady, with averted face,
moved toward the door, Granda veazy
said:
'Pvc got-some wood-down in the mkt
intry-and its right-in the way-sure. I'll
have-it out Of the way.
The young lady had passed out Of the
room, and was waiting down ON the stairs
for the removal Of the wood that Joe and
grandpa had both stumbled against in their
journey up stairs.
Stupid thought Joe, who was in the
old lady's chamber. "Why don't hold the
light for those in the dark cntryl Grandpa
took none, and don't know as he had q
second one to take"
He held the lamp out in the passage way
50 that the light fell down upon the stairs
where the lady stood waiting for grandpa
who was removing the wood further on
The singer turned and lifted her face so that
the light fell upon it. Joe started. He
saw no longer n lady on the stairway near
which toiled an old man; but out in the
leafy country he say person half dozen
years younger than the singer, yet having
the same FORM the wonderful eyes. Shock
Number Three from the battery, after all
these long iyears! lie wanted to rush to
her, speak to her, ask her who she was,
where she lived.
"Mr. Danforth! Sir. Danlorthl" sang ont
voice.
1t was the old woman calling to him from
her sick kroom.
II want to spake TO yc!'
Awkward, this is, )" thought Joe. "Well.
they can tell me who the girl s!'
Il want TO tell ye-something-tha may
--ba good-fur ye, said the old lady to
Joe, who had now returned.
whats her namc," he asked, eagerly.
"Name ! don't know-what yc call it
but--ifs-some kind of railroad stock and
calI--tcll yc where to fnd-it. It's not
much-good now, they say, but they say
iv'ry timc-its c0min's up-and fl die
it's yours"
"Oh, keep it,"
II don't want--to kape it. | shan,t live
! always"
"Ycs, you will" said Joe, giving unwar-
And what's her namc!'
"Whor
THAT lady"
"Och, shc's-"
Don't you know herr
"No! She's an angel-who calls on--the
| sick-and no onc-knows-as she'll ivcr
come at all. Don't know her name"
"But angels have names" said Joe, aud
he rushed into the entry whore he had left
the light. Alas, the angel had flown! In
other words, she had gone down the stairs
and gone out doors Grandpa said, and who
she was he did not know, but he would
| try ---'
Joe did not wnit TO hear anything more.
| lie rushed down through the entries, and
| then turned into the street. II was of no
| use.
"No angclr' he said, Nothing but snow.
| nakc8--bah.'
lie returned to the sick-chambcr, left
some packages of goods that he had pur
chased on his way from his room to the
Vcazeys', and then plunged out into tho
storm again.
| His feeling were not very agreeable but
he con8olcd himself, saying, "Now for my
warm room and comfortable slippers. Bah
there's my cousin Fmny's invitation. No
| don't want to see my orphan, don't
want TO see anything but those eyes. Here
! am to bc baked again"
Finally Joe thought that "bcing out, - h'
might IA well go To Fanny'a, stay awhile