The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1889-07-17

,iay and half without food, because she
was too proud to run in TO any of her
neighIors' houses in a.soeiabie way for a
cup Of tea
Toward the end Of the second day,
1 Mrs. Gillespie opened ihe kitchen door,
and found Doris weak and shivering in
her little bedroom, debating within her
self whether she sl,onhi make friendly
visit 10 Ann Finney, her next neiehbor,
where she wouis. be sure ofa hearty well
come, warmth and supper.
Why, Doris Hilburn, your fire is as
dead as Julius Cesar, and you look as if
you were going TO have fever. What
ever in this world possesses you TO keep
50 at home? | meant to send Sarah Jane
down TO ask you to spend to-mofrow
with Us, then, ON seconsi thoughts, con-
cluded to come myselEs
Doris smiled faint smile of welcome
and rose feebIy 70 start 3 fire with the
next days share Of shingles.
Il am not quite 50 clipper to-day she
said, drawing forth her little rocking
chair for her caller. 'ftiuess | shall be
all right to-mor-"
She didn't finish the word, but stag
eered and fell forward into Mrs Giles
I pies arms.
The good lady put Der back to bed,
pursued the usual course in cases Of
fainting, and said Now lie still, Doris,
and III light the fire for you"
The dress maker murmured something
almost unintelligibie about !" ordering
coal .sooa (; she meant to be strictly
truthful. But Mrs. Gillespie was already
out in the kitchen, lining the stove
lids, and with her suspicious at last
aroused.
There is some mystery here she
conhded to the poker, as she cleaned out
a few wood ashes. Doris looks pinched
with hunger, and that fainting was a bad
/ piece Of business
She took an old friends privilege of
softly opening the buttery door and CLAN
cing along the shelves.
Not crumb Of anything to eat that
a baby fly could make a meal on. Doris
is either out Of her mind and growing
miserIy, or else she has put her savings
into some humbug concern that doesn't
pay anv dividends except To the men
that run il.
/ She lighted the fire, then stepped to
/ the bedroom door again.
Doris, why can't you put your night
gown into your little satchel bag and
come right back with me tonight. Sa-
rah Jane thinks some of pulling moIasses
candy after supper, and maybe the simp-
son girls will be over. You used TO be
more sociable.7 She smiled kindly, and
patted her on the shoulder.
What a godsend :" thought Doris,
not dreaming that her!old friend suspect
ed the truth
1t was heavenly change when, after
letting the light wood-fire die down and
fastening the doors securely, Doris, with
her satcheI bag on her left arm, ac-
companied her friend to the home over
flowing with plenty.
The merriment after supper was at its
height when some one knocked at the
side-door.
Eben Doolittle! Come in, and well
come home again, said Mrs. Gillespie.
Eben's handsome face frightened as
he put out his hand to Doris, after greet
ing the others.
Il called at your house, Miss Hil-Dor-
is, to speak about a little business mat
ter" he said, giving her penetrating
| look which made her heart whiri like an
infant cyclone. Z" / guessed that you
were here, and earnestly beg that you
will grant me an interview of five min
utes in the course Of the evening"
He dropped her hand, and, to relieve
her confusion, began to joke with Sarah
Jane and the simpson girls, who all in
sisted on his pulling skein of the yell
low candy, on penalty OF not getting
any
/ Doris was in danger Of fIinting for the
second time that day, but fate was mer-
eiful.
I The opportunity came at last, and at
ter taffy, popcorn, games and riddles,
4 she and Eben were alone for = moment
/ in Mrs. GiIlespie's sitting-room, while
/ that lady and Sarah Jane were exchang
ing good nights with the Simpson girls ut
the door
suppose / am very ungallant not
TO escort those young women TO their pa
ternal mansion, but can't help ii. Dor
is, DO you think didn't know who put
that blessed money it nay hall that
night saN you, Doris, from the shad-
ow of the window, where was standing
lonely, and weak and dispirited-I saw
you dear" be stood close to her and saw
her trembling with the Sudden surprise,
"and blessed you as the drowning sail
or blesses the rope that ii thrown to him
over the ships side. When | picked up
that envelope and examined its contents,
/ understood the whole story, and |
knew that you could not be wholly in
different TO me and she tretnbled more
and more and took that money, vow
ing that | would make it increase and
multiply for us both. ] haveit with me
tonight expecting to repay it to you al
your own home in proper, business
ike manner. but il can wait till to-mor.
row, for l have something else to say
Shall we east the old burden of misun-
derstanding and estrangement behind Us
and viii you be my wife ?"
One day when, in an outburst of con
fdence, Eben told Mrs. Gillespie what
Miss Doris had done, that lady smiled
and clapped her plump hands in ap
proval.
Now / know" she thought, wh.
Doris Hiburn's buttery shelves wer,
bare, and her kitchen FIRE out that day
But Eben DooIittle never knew.
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