The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1890-05-28
SOMERSET PA, WEDNEDAY, MAY %, 1890 WHO

| JOnn ; only q nanger-on OF Me1nua W al
fields, after ALL"
So, when the dishes were washed, Ra-
chel ran out to the hill to see where, in
the lot, lothian had got to.
"I'l take him jug of cold ginger-wa-
ter" she thought. at must be awful hot
work moving in the sun"
But he was not there at all. On the
contrary, Rachel caught sight of his coarse
straw hat above the tall spikes Of the
young corn.
He's fixing that piece of tin to scare
away the crows thai mother told him
about, said she to herself And / shall
be saved the long walk to the home
lot"
She burst out into sweet refrain Of
song, as she tripped along with the pitch
er Of cold ginger-water in her hand !;
she paused to pick cluster of red lilies
as she passed the orchard wall, where
the tall blossoms crowded and nodded
like children looking over the fence.
Because lothian likes them" she
/ thought.
lothian ~ sweet and clear like the
whistle of a thrush, sounded the fresh
young voice, lothian, say Don't
you hear me? It's Rachel. Why don't
you look around, lothian? ?"
There was no answer No turning Of
the head, however slight, TO indicate that
she was as much as noticed and, with
swelling bosom and tears starting TO her
eyes, Rachel flung the contents Of the
| yellow pitcher into the nearest copse of
! hazel bushes, and ran back home like
deer.
" won't be sighted by any man" "
she said to herself. No, WON'T /
won'tw
She went to the surprise party that
night with John Parker, and fiirted with
| him, to the manifest confusion of Melin-
da Walfeld And at three O'Clock in the
morning John Parker escorted her home,
with Melinda-unwillingly fulfilling the
old saw that Two is company three is
crowd "-in the rear.
"Why, mother, yoa up?" was Rachels
exclamation, as she found Mrs. Beers in
the kitchen, lighting fire by the uncer-
tain glimmer of the early dawn. Is
anybody sick? Has anything hap
pened?"
Mrs. Beers shook her head.
"I'm going to give poor Jotham bite
of breakfast before he starts oil, " said she
in lachrymose accents.
Starts off where ?"
For Colorado ~
"oh!" said Rachel, flinging her bon
net on the dresser, he's going, is be
wish him very pleasant joerney, Pm
sure"
At the same moment lothian himself
came down the narrow, winding wooden
stairway.
You'll tell me goodbye, I suppose,
Rachel" said he, with an ostentatious
assumption of being entirely at ease,
which did not in the least deceive the
two women. But she turned away her
head.
Il don't know why l should speak to
you" said she. "You wouldn't answer
me when called to you Yesterday
He looked at her in surprise
"Idon't take more than one rebuff from
any man." she went on, excitedIy.
Ray p he cried. seizing both her
hands in his, what are you talking
about refuse to answer you | rebuff
you? Child, l think you have gone clear
crazy"
The tears were flowing now, a spark
ling flood.
Il went down to the field yester-
day." she sobbed, ''to carry you cool
drink-to ask you not to go to Colorado.
| called 'Jotham ? again and again. And
you would not answer me. You would
not even turn your head"
"Where was l, Rachel?"
'In-in the cornfeld. saw your hat"
His face frightened.
"Come here, Ray-dear Ray" he said,
in deep, earnest tones, as he took her
hand and led her to the window where
the sunrise was unfurling its red banner
to the world. you saw my hat, did you?
Well, you can see it now. Call to it,
dear. 1t won't answer you. 1t is only
the old braided straw set on pole among
the green stalks to frighten away the
crows. And you supposed that Ishowed
a deaf ear to your calls Dearest,
should hear them, believe, If lay six
feet under the ground, with the daisies
growing over me. Shall go on the five
o'clock stage, sweetheart, or shall l
stay?"
And Rachel whispered:
stay
Long ago the corn has been reaped and
gathered, and bound into yellow shocks
on the hillside But the old hat still
futters aimlessly on its stake in the mid
die of the lielS.
Don't take it away" says Rachel, who
is sewing diligently on bridal dress of
white alpaca, with loopings of creamy
ribbon sprinkled all over it. Il like to
sit here at the window and look at it. 1t
teaches me a lesson-not to judge too
hastily"