Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1888-07-21

farm life; and there may be way to
leave the farm behind--the farm and me
too, and everything that might be a trouble
to you-if You only love John. All /! you
draw back. i thought you would. | told
John so last night. john says /, she's
fooling you; that's only her summer SPORT
and he tried to laugh me off. But talked
on and on, trying to show him the pitfall
he was tumbling into, when all at once he
turned on me with a white face, and
Mother, hush says he; there's only
this to say, in that case, what's fun for her
is death to mep And | don't say you can
help it, any more than yonder spider can
help catching flies The Lord made you
both, and sent you. but | wished it had
pleased Him to send you somewhere else,
and spare my John"
"Pll go-Pll go nowr' beginning, in
fact, to gather up her draperies.
It's too late now. The mischiefs
done" And it seemed that more mischief
was at nand, for cry arose from the OPP
posite field, and bad sight could be seen
from the veranda; nothing less than a
stalwart man dethroned from his proud
perch on the mower, and trampled under
the hoofs that had always seemed to move
only at his bidding
Miss Hetherington stood as if turned to
stone. Mrs. Fries had disappeared, and in
the meanwhile they brought the poor
young farmer to the house on rough lit
ter. ! approached Miss Hetherington,
/ think we had better CO." | ventured to
say, for | was the only other summer
boarder Come, let us go and pack up
and get away, Kate"
She turned on me fercely
You, woman" she said, talk of GO
| ing at time like this!''
spoke as boarder, Kate, not as a
woman. You know we have no right to
intrude any further; we were not wanted
in the beginning; we forced ourselves upon
these worthy people"
We didn't know that there was man
within miles" said poor Kate; that is a
! Young mani mean gentleman"
OF course we didn't" ! said encourage
ingly; Z" but we know now, to our, to their,
and to everybody's cost Let's get away,
Kate; it's the refinement Of cruelty to
stay any longer
She stood there quite dazed, and led
her quietly upstairs into her darkened
room. The whole house seemed kept in
readiness for any sort Of catastrophe |
confess | was dying to get rid of it, and
! threw open the shutters the better to see
to pack our trunks. Upon which, Kate
ran over and closed them again How
can you let the sun come in on her carpet
in that way% said Kate; and the flies
Haven't we done her enough injury al
ready?"
"Speak for yourself my DEAR" l said
and at that moment the poor little old
lady ran in crying and wringing her hands
"He isn't-isn't-" | stammered, while
Kate became white as the wall she leaned
against The old lady went up to her
and erasped her dress. Packing yom
trunk? Going? she said, in hollow
whisper.
"She don't want to CO." l said, coming
to the rescue. Shed rather stay, but
don't think it's best. /
The old lady turned to me, keeping hen
hold on poor Kate's black and yellow
trimming. Il don't care whether you 90
or not" she said to me; 'but if you've {
soul in your body, you won't take her with
you. He's asking for her now; she may
save bis life. Let her save him first; fol
Gods sake, let her try to save him p
There was more force than politeness il
the old ladys appeal, but this was no time
for platitudes.
"Mrs. Fries" said l, there's one thing
about tiff she stays now, she must stay
forever"
Kate uttered soft little cry and put hel
arms about the old lady. She looked
over at me, with wonderful light in he1
eyes, and sudden softening of her whole
being.
30, is that it?" | said. "Well, stay,
then, dear, in heavens name, and so will
l till the worst is over. You won't be in
congruous here, Kate; you're wonderfully
Adaptable"
But she had gone away to John with
the old lady.
1t was terrible risk | waited in great
suspense, placing what hope l could in
trepanned skulls and the modern improve
ments in artificial limbs, for l knew from
the first he wouldn't die-young men like
John hold on to life, especially with a
temptation like Kate by the side of them
am writing upon the same veranda a
year after the accident in the bayfield,
The honeysucllle is in full bloom, and
Hates pet hooking bird is shrieking in a
food Of light that radiates the dining
room. Young Mrs. Flies has substituted
nets for the Zimmerman gloom that used to
develop the house. Now anyone with
half an eye can see to the farthest end OF
any corridor, and the bedrooms have a
sunbath every day. The old lady don't
mind. She's all the way of tweny years
younger, and the best of company John
didn't lose his leg, let alone his life and
the funniest part of the whole thing is
that Kate has made quite match John
happened to be ever so much richer
than any of the manageable men We
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