The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1889-06-06

little golden haired. soii voleed thing
aud. II her pa. nts object. could cAsil
buy em mp. Money vail do spyihia
: nowadays. aud have taken fancy I
, the child
The very neIi day. ss tate aud iortun
J bad decreed ii. Hilds Kendall. trippin
down Brosdwsy on bsr return from match
ing spool Of violet colored silk for he
sister. ran across almost under the noses o
the high stepping Raymond horses.
Hellol calculated old Kenneth. il is shl
herseIil Childl Little girl Somebod,
stop that elrl With the lcng yellow hair
Add 10 another miaute Hilda was lean
ing over the door Of the carriage. which
had been drawn up slongs'de OF the curb
stone.
Did you speak TO me, sirf ssked Hilds,
coloring scarlet aud scarcely believing her
own ears.
Yes. did. said the old gentleman. you
picked me mp two weeks ago, aud didn't
thsnk you.
Obi are you that geniemsn' said Hilia
innocently.
Yes, am. said Mr.. Raymond. Where
do you live?
At No. 10 Child Street.
Going home. eh?
Yes, sir.
Jump in, III take yon there.
Aud Hilds. in her worn water proof
cloak, thick shoes aud cotton glover, found
herself seated among the crimson satin
cushions, opposite the queer. white head
ed old mao
It's like scene in fairy book. thought
Hilda to herself hope Minnie will be
at the window What will she think when
she sees me coming home 10 q carriage like
thisP
Her revrrie was in rrupted by the cid
mau's voice.
Mother home this afternoon2
| have no mother. sir, and no fathsr
either. ! am an orphan.
Eh2 Who takes care Of You then9
Ny sister Minnie
I'll see your sister Minnie, said the old |
man. | want 10 speak to your sister Min
nie. Do you suppose she'd give you up'
Give me upl repeated Hilda. opening
her blue eyes very wide.
Yes. to keep. To be my little girl, you
know. l've taken fancy to you. and
I've no one to keep me company in my old
'ge.
Oh. no. sir, said Hilda, shaking her
read very resolutely. Minnie couldn't
,art with me, nor l with Minnie. We
wo are oil alone in the world, aDd we love
ach other. oh! 80 dearly.
Then l suppose shall have to take
iinnle too, said the old gentleman with a
rimace. An old maid?
No, sir, Minnie is only twenty. Hllda
nswered Indignantly.
Is she as pretty as you?
Much prettier, said Hilds. feryently; for |
, her eyes Minnie Kendall was the love
est Of created beings. Here we are, sir, y
the house.
And what is your name? You haven't
I'D me yet. said the old man. leaning
eavily on Hilda's arm, as he alighted.
Hilda Raymond Kendall. What is th q
after, sir? Are you i'll? Let me run I
n Minnier to bring you glass OF water.
For the old, wrinkled face had grown a
ull, yellowish white.
My daughters child. said be slowly, n
as it the voice OF nature whispering to
y heart all this while? Hilds Raymond ii
that was her name. and this her child.
here, Hilds, with tender, unconscious b
,gering on the syllables, am better now
will 60 mp stairs. X
And when the cushioned carriage rolled
,ay once more Minnie and Hilda Ken "
III sat within it by their grandfathers in
lie. the adopted children OF his wealth
d love. OF
Minnie sews no longer and Hilds aban is
ned the idea OF being nursery COVER
i. $; aud old Kenneth Raymond wonders hi
W he ever managed to live without the th
r face and sweet, fresh young voices
At now make bis heartbstone glad. Cr
And it's all because Grandfather Ray co
md caught his foot in the curb.stone
A fell down just when happened to th
ssing, cried Hilds. gleefully. It
It's all because God has been very good
us, said her sister. more reverently. m,