Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-12-12

touCheS on my rlL cake, | had made ~
loayes and did have good luck with it.
and ! was looking it over and thinking
how much of it ! would give away. when
she came in
The wind was blowing hurricane. and
She dldn' { have anything but an old cotton
shawl thrown over her head. and her shoe
strings We're trailing over the floor, and She
dldn have hut one stocking on. and she
was all out of breath, and as wild and for
lorn sight as had ever seen.
"Mehitahel, said |, sternly. where is
the warm hood gave YOU Thanksgiy-
ing?'
"oh, said she. II guess it is in the
coal-hod.
Said l, "Mehitabel, did you know you
hadn got but one stocking on?"
Yes, sand she; that's nothing.
shall find the other when | make the bed.
and she rolled up her eyes wildly to a cob
web dangling from the stove-pipe. Said
she, clasping her hands. Il had such an
inspiration last night! | couldn't sleep.
and rose. and threw this shawl over MY
shoulders and began to write. and | have
done nothing but write ever since.
What did Royal have for breakfast?'
"Hasty pudding, said She 81 told
him he might warm over some that was
left from the day before yesterday. and
there was some left for dinner. Ii beats
everything how that pudding holds out,
said She 81 don't care about such things
as eating and drinking; they are witt me
but as the small dust in the balance
pity people from the bottom of my heart
when souls are tied down to such decisions
NJ u ]
she looked at the long 'ws of cake that
was frosting.
That cobweb was a mercifal dispense
ton, If there ever was one | seized the
broom in time TO save myself from having
a fit.
Said she, Il have got plan for a story
and | am not going to take my shoes from
off my feet till it is finished, the story
of noble woman, whose life was Oh
long conflict for the right. thought
perhaps your wealthy niece would carry
back few manuscripts to some New York
editor.
what made you think Mary Mcintyre
was wealthy said |.
"Oh, said she, ''you'ei wealthy and
suppose she is. but would she carry back
a manuscript for me?'
mo, satd !, "she wouldn't
81 have brought an ode that composed
to be real or sung at your Christmas din
wouldn t you like to hear it?"
mo, said ] II shouldn't"
She looked so crestfallCn, poor creature,
q wonder il she was to blame, for the way
she was made? = that whisked out my
table and put on some of my raised bis
cults and butter, and ounce marmaiade,
and warmed over mince pie and a loaf
of taste cake and cheese; and then !
clapped on the coffee-pot and slipped on
the broier for beefsteak, and whipped up
some cream, and took some baked pota-
toes from the oven and had a smoking
meal in no time And | saw Royal going
by, just then, stumbling along as if he
was half frozen and the rest half starved.
and ! called him in, and it did my heart
good to see those poor creatures eat!
Well, haven't said much about Christ
mas yet, but we had it. 1t made me
think of the words Of scripture: THE
earth put ON her beautiful garment of
white and all the trees of the wood rejoic-
ed before the Lord-the fir, the box and
the pine together.
Mary wrote that she would come on the
same train that ] took, and about ten min
utes before train time the Judge and Israel
stopped before my door.
Come, Aunt Nancy, said the judge,
refining in his horses; you will want to
be at the station to meet your cousin.
why, Judge, said /. 'how kind Of
you! but what is this you are riding in?
1t looks like the pictures Of Abraham Lin
coins hearse with its black waving
plumes.
This is our new Russian sleigh, sad
Israel, "isn { it a beauty
We'll have always said that for
beauty, Judge, your horses can't be beaten
in the world, and as for the sleigh, it is
the nearest approach to grandeur that !
have ever seen IN Bay Lodge, said |, as
climbed into the middle seat
We took little turn around the square
before the cars came, and when they stopped
saw Mary and Chloe through the
window, the first thing, and waved my
hand at them They were the only pas
sengers that got off and heard the judge
say to Israel "She hasn't come, and
turning around to me-"Too bad, Aunt
Nancy, your cousin should disappoint
you.
Said !, Mary Mcintyre Is not one Of the
disappointing kind she wrote that she
was coming on this train and she has kept
her word
BY this time Mary was getting hold Of
my hand and you ought to have seen the
way Israel jumped out Of that sleigh and
went to meet her, hat in hand She did
make as pretty a picture as ! ever saw,
standing in that clear winter sunlight,
with her cheeks as red as roses her eyes
shining like stars, and the wind toss
ing her golden fluffy hair about her fore
head. She took Israel hand in both Of
hers and said in that winning way she
has
II know who you are, and am glad
you came to meet me it was good of you;
and then she made a little courtesy to the
Judge without even waiting for me to in
troduce him.
Madam, said the Judge, as he made
way for her on the seat beside himself,
madam, it gives me great pleasure to wei
come you to Bay Lodge but must add,
he continued as he tucked The robe on her
side, that we were not prepared to see
such a picture of-of youthful-lovehness
in short madam, | supposed you more
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