The Globe-republican., 1890-03-26

how. amt goin' to worry none about
that" and Mrs. Hall bent to kiss the
flushed face on her breast.
"What dee, Mr.. Hall say?"
"About takin' Benny?' Oh, he's will
ing. He's as fond of children as 1 am.
| He said it was a shame to talk O sendin'
a child like this to Howe's. I'm glad his
mother didn't hear any talk of it. She'd
been just wild. But she was in . kind
of stupor from the first"
Il s'pose you couldn't show me about
the stitch for my bed-spread this after
noon?7
..Why. of course I could! What's 70
hinder? Lizzie, you bring my work-bas-
ket out that top drawer in the table in
the west room. l guess I'll lay Benny
right here on the lounge; he's good for
An hours sleep yet, poor little soul:'
Mrs. Pond learned the stitch she
wanted in very few minutes, but it
was not of her crotcheted bed-spread she
was thinking as she walked hOmeward
half an hour later. 1t was of some thing
that lent brighter look than usual to
her still comedy face.
'sTve finished that bureau scarf at
last, mother" said Emmeline, as her
| mother came in. ''rve sat right here
| by this window ever since you've been
gone"
To her surprise her mother made no
reply, but, passing through the kitchen,
went up stairs Emmeline heard her move
around theoretically in the room over
head. She seemed to be pushing heavy
pieces of furniture from one side of the
room to the other. She was up there
nearly an hour. When she came down
hand.
Il wish you'd run string in this top
hem, Emmy" she said. You've got
your sewing things handy"
What are you going to do with it?'
| Mrs. Pond did not answer, but went
to open the door for her husband, who
had 4 harness in his arms.
Ibid Emmy tell you about Aunt Eu-
nice, Joseph?" she asked, as he came
in.
Eyes, she was tellin' me-"
''If We 'aint got nothin' against 1t. I
calc'late ter give her that south cham
Der. 1t amt no use to US. n Aunt Eu-
nice would be real handy to have round
if want to go away for a spell next
summer"
Joseph Pond smiled and gave side
glance at his daughter. Emmeline was
smiling, too.
do jest as ye like, mother" he
said.
''Well, then, Emmy, you put on your
things. n run down to Jenkins n see
if Aunt Eunice is there. Bring her back
with ye."
Emmeline ran quickly upstairs for
her hood and shawl. On her way back
she stopped in the south chamber. 1t
was very plainly but comfortably fur
nished, and the bed was made and fire
burned in the open CRATE.
Gracious" said Emmeline, as she
looked around the room. Mother does
beat ALL" She glanced out of the win
dow in the lower hall as she went by.
A sudden light sprang to her eyes.
There's Aunt Eunice now, goin' down
the road, mother" she said, running
into the kitchen.
''You run after her."
When the little old woman was ush-
cred in by the triumphant Emmeline a
few minutes later, Mrs. Pond took her
upstairs at once.
II hope you'll like your room, Aunt
Eunice," said she. as she opened the door
of the south chamber.
Aunt Eunice looked around from the
comfortable feather-bed to the bright
fire, from the neatly curtained windows
to the goat-skin rug before the bureau.
On the bureau was the scarf she had
seen Emmeline hem-stitching.
She sat down in the rocker and put
her hand over her eyes. She didn't say
q word.
Mrs. Pond went out softly. On her
way she tripped over bundle by the
door. 1t contained all the old woman's
earthly possessions.
I'm glad enough asked her to come, ="
thought Mrs. Pond, as she closed the
door.
Thank God. Thank Godr' and the
sound of stifled sobbing.
Downstairs Emmeline was helping
her father oil the harness. Il can't
think what's come over ma said she.
Hush! there she isl said her father.
''Don't you ever ask her."-Florence b.
Hallwell, in Harper's Bazaar.
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