Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-07-09
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and she began to feel Is il the gulf
between herself and John was growing
very WIDE indeed.
The funeral was long, dismal affair,
the discourse commonplace and tedious;
and Priscil a was very glad when it WAS
all over, and she was at liberty TO re-
turn home.
She had hardly removed her bonnet
and the black dress she had worn out Of
respect TO her Aunt Hackett's idea of
decorum, when Mr.. Simpson, her
gTanduncle's lawyer, called 10 see her
His manner WAS the very essence of
respect. 1t seemed TO Priscilla that he
did not forget for moment that she
had inherited old Matthew's money.
There's been a thorough search made
for the will, Miss Carew, he said. But
it hasn't been found. l can't account
for its loss. Tor Mr.. Pounce wasn't a
man to burn one will before he had
made another. And his heart was set
on building hospital for old men; he
SPOKE of it to me very often. But as
things are, you're the heir. and you can
move into the stone house tomorrow
If you like
4 think III wait awhile said Pris-
ella, coolly. Il want to he on the
safe side, and the will may yet be
found
There's not much chance of it, said
Mr.. Simpson, but he did not argue the
matter. Priscilla put on her best dress
and tied pink rIbbon at her throa.
Sunday evening, for i'll spite of what
Clcely had said about Amelia Bacon,
she felt that there was a chance that
John might COM.
But hour after hour passed and he
did not appear, and only Mrs. Carew
tasted the jelly cake at supper. Pris-
ella would not touch ii. She told her
self she was sorry she had been 80 fool
lsh as to make it. and that she might
have known there'd be no one to eat it
except her mother.
Let him go to Colorado she
thought, as at nine O'Clock she repaired
TO her own room. Il shant say any
thing against ii. And lie can marry
that Amelia Bacon! l don't care!'
She cried herself to sleep, Leverthe-
less, and looked like ghost when she
came down stairs next morning.
She rode to the schoolhOuse after
breakfast In Farmer Nesbitt's light
wagon, having thankfully accepted the
offer of 'lift,' but before she had
driven rod she wished she had gone
on foot, as usual, for Mr.. Nesbitt began
at once TO talk of John Morris.
John told me last eyenin' that he
had 10 give an answer tomorrow about
the farm, said the old man. He seems
set on goin' TO Colorady III won't wait
no longer'n TO get Sissy married. |
don't see who first give hIm the notion
o. goln. l alters thought John one o.
the steady sort
Priscilla was glad when the school
house was reached and she could escape
the sound OF her lovers name. But she
found it hard 10 give her thoughts To
her work, and her teaching that morn
ing WAS purely mechanical. She could
not forget for 4 moment that John Was
gong TO Colorado.
AT recess as she sat at her desk try
ing TO give her mind to the correction
of some examples i'll multiplication. she
was surprised to see her Aunt Hackett
enter, breathless and excited.
Priscilla, I've got some awful news
TO tell you,' she cried, as she threw
herself exhausted into the nearest seat
Try TO bear il, child. They've found
the wlll-tucked away in an o.d die
tIonary. And you won't get penny
not penny, 1t all goes to q hospital.
Oh, aiu't it shameful declare,
could 'a'burst right out cryin' when l
heard it,
Priscilla had started to her ct as
her aunt began 10 speak, but now sank
into her chair again.
4 always supposed they'd find the
will. Aunt IIackett, she sand. Il never
iet at all like an heiress. Anlsyou see
l wasn't born 10 good luck, after all
Mis- Harkett was amazed at her
nleCe's GOODNESS.
Never III all my life did | see any
body take news as easy as Priscilla, >
she said later, III telling her story of her
Call at the schoolhouSe. If anything
size seemed glad she lost her fortune
1t was long, weary day To the young
school teacher, aud she Was detained a.
her desk later than usual, having TO
prepare some work for the morrow. 1t
Was nearly six O'Clock when she cked
the school house door behind her, and
turned away - to see John Morris
standing under tree not a yard OF
'I've been waiting for you, Priscilla,
he sand, as he took from her the pie of
books she WAS carrying. Il want 10
tell you that I'm not going TO Colorado,
after all
Not going!' exclaimed Priscilla.
Way have you given it upl'
Because you've 10 your FORTUNE
Priscilla, and l want To take the place
of it. il you'll have me, darling.
| couldn't ask you TO be my wife If you
were going 10 be rich, Priscilla, but
'And-Amelia Bacon interrupted
Priscilla. 'Cicely told me-
a lot of nonsense. She told me
about it, dear. She only wanted u
/ find out If you really cared for me. Dc
You, PriscilIa?'
1t was quite dark when Priscilla Ell.
tered the snug kitchen OF her humble
! home, where her mother and aunt
were discussing over the tea table tine
! loss of old Matthew's money, and won.
! dering Why Priscilla didn't come home
/ to discuss il with them.
The girls eyes shone like stars-her
/ cheeks were flushed and her mouth
| smiling.
Aunt Hackett,' she said, bending
| over that comely lit woman to pres:
a kiss on her still smooth cheek, you
were right. / was born TO good luck.
Whatever do you mean, Prisci.la
/ Graciousl To look at you one wouldn't
suppose You had just lost fortune
| I've lost one and found another,
! laughed Priscilla.
And then she told them about John
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