Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1888-07-21
AUNT DEBORAH.

AUNT DEBORAH.
NIr.. Deborah Walton had been con-
fl ned to her cwn room for two months,
but now, to use her own expression, she
was liable to be up and abb ut again, and
sec after things generally"
Mis-. Walton was very rich and old,
and, as a matter OF course, eccentric;
but av ry good old lady, for all that.
twas q beautiful, sunshiny afternoon,
and NJ. Nations chair was drawn up
to the open window
as That you. Lottic3 asked Mrs.
Walton, as the door opened behind her.
'Ycs, auntlc,' and a pretty young
girl, with dark eyes and Navy black
hair, walked over to where Mrs. Walton
was sitting.
The pretty girl was Lctiic Blair, the
idolized niece who was TO inherit Il Of
Aunt Dcborah's wealth.
"si; down here child" and Aunt
Deborah pointed 10 the foot'tool. ppm
in the humor to hear you talk this after
noon. Tell me, who was it called hero
so often white l was prisoner up
thcrc2'
The Trcmains called quite ofteu,
auntic," said Lottic, seating herself on
the footstool, land SO did Kitty Law
rcrc,. nd-and the Gardncrs, and
-and---''
Here Lottic paused in confusion, while
tho scarlet crcrt from her checks to her
temples.
1t was seldom that anything escaped
Aunt Dtbornh's bright little gray eyes,
and the moment she saw that tlu.h on
her niccc's pretty face sho scented some
thing in the air.
"Wcl!, my dear what's tho mattcr2
Who else was hcrel"
"oaly young gentleman, q guest OF
the Gardners," and the red grow
brighter on Lottic's face, and sho hung
her head in a very suspicious manner.
Umphl only young gentleman"
said Aunt Deborah, her bright gray eyes
fastened on the downcast face.
eyes, auutic. He was coming TO sec
you this afternoon, hut received note
little while ago telling me that he
couldn't conc, as he had 10 start for
home at once, in answer to summons
He is coming back again, though, in a
day or two"
'Lottlo Blair, you like this young
man."
Lotto looked up, all smiles aud
bushes.
"Ycs, auntie," she said, frankly.
'Lottio Blair, you love TIL, young
man.
ooh, Aunt Deborah" ard Lottic's
hands f:w to her face.
"Lottic Blair, you love this young
man." repeated Aunt Deborah, and Lot
tie was silent.
"Lottic Blair, you love this young
man2 Answer me-" said Auat Deborah,
soicmnly.
eyes. auntic," came in the faintcst
tones behind the little white hands.
"Lottie Blair, take dowa your hands
and look at me, said Aunt Deborah,
and Lottic obcycd.
Aunt d :borah took tho pretty, blush
ing face between her palms.
"NIy daring did I ever deny you any
thing in your life? and an cxpr,s-
sion of love settled on the wrinklcd
face.
did say you ever dill, aunti.a"
ard the pretty face looked !gricved.
ppm not saying whatyou said, Lotta.
I'm asking you if ever 1 denied you any
thin~
"Nc, auntic, you never dill"
We'll. then. my dear, do you sup
pose would offer any objections, if
you love this young gentleman and he
proves 10 be all right2"
"oh. aun,i,', you're so COOL! know
you'll like him; he's a splendid young
sertIcmauT and Lotto claspcd hor
hands in delight.
"What's his namc2 Tell me all about
him2 Wh.t family docs he belong 10?
Where does he come from3"
Ellis namo is Ashton"
"Ashton2' Interrupted Aunt Dcbo-
rah, sitting bolt upright.
"Ycs, auntio; and he lives up at As
tonville-has lived there
Gan Ashton of Ashtonvillcl'
shrickcd Aunt Deborah, before Lotto
could finish her sentence. ''Lottic
Blair, never speak 10 that young man
again. Tho Ashtons o: Ashtonvillc
robbed your father; they robbed me!
They are a pack OF villains, thieves,
scouudrels--"
Hero Aunt Deborah pulsed for want
of breath. She had risen to her feet
Her wrinkled face was purple With
anger, and her gray curls seemed fairly
dancing with ire.