The Bennington banner. [volume] (Bennington, Vt.) 1858-1894, 1890-03-27

He cana bear her out of his sight, m he
is as fond of her as if she was really his
own sister,
''Well, there's Jake, too"
Mrs. Hall laughed. She had thin,
sallow face which had never been pretty;
but when she laughed she showed set
of perfect teeth.
"Mr. Hall would be just lost if he did
MT have jake" she said. HE says Jake
belongs to him. He's got so big now we
don't have to hire a man at all. Jake's
just the best boy, too"
And you really mean to keep this
child?"
"Of course 1 do. Why, love him al
ready. It's because he's so little and
helpless, guess"
Hell cost you sight. Boys are aw-
full hard on clothes"
"Oh, we'll manage to fix him up some
how. amt goin' to worry none about
that" and Mrs. Hall bent to kiss the
flushed face on her breast.
'What does Mr.. Hall say?"
about takin' Benny? oh, he's will
ing. He's as fond of children as l am.
He said it was a shame to talk O. sendin'
a child like this to Howes' I'm glad his
mother didn't hear any talk of it. She d
been Just wild. But she was in kind
stupOr from the first.
II s'pose you couldn't show me about
that stitch for my bed-spread this after
noonP"
''Why, of course l couldl" What's to
hinderS Lizzie, you bring my work
basket out of that top drawer in the ia
BILE in the west room. / 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 crocheted bed-spread she was
thinking as she walked homeward, hall
IN hour later. 1t was of something that
lent brighter look than usual to hel
still comely face.
"I've finished that bureau scarf at last
mother" said Emmeline, as her mother
came in. "I've sat right here by this
window ever since you've been gone"
To her surprise her mother made nc
reply, but, passing through the kitchen
went up stairs. Emmeline heard hei
moving around theoretically in the room
overhead. She seemed to be pushing
heavy pieces of furniture from one side
If the room to the other. She was VI
there nearly an hour. When she came
down she had little blue curtain in one
hand.
81 wish you'd run string in this tor
hem, Emmy" she said. you've go'
your sewing things handy"
"What you goin' to do with itF'
Mrs. Pond did not answer, but went t.
open the door for her husband, who hao
a harness in his arms.
"Did Emmy tell you about Aunt
Eunice, Joseph?" she asked as he came
| in.
Eyes, she was tellin' me-"
'If We amt got nothin' against it,
calclate ter give her that south chamber
1t amt no use to us, m and Aunt Eunict
would be real handy to have round If
want to 90 way for spell next summer.
Joseph Pond smiled and gave sid'
glance at his daughter. Emmeline wal
smiling, too.
"Do Jest as We like, mother he said
"Well, then, Emmy, you put on you
things N run down to Jenkins m see !
Aunt Eunice is there. Bring her bacl
with ye."
Emmeline ran quickly up stairs for he
hood and shawl. On her way back sh
stopped in the south chamber 1t wa
very plainly but comfortably furnished
| md the bed was made and fire burned
in the open crate.
"Gracious!" said Emmelinc, as sh
looked around the room. Mother doe
beat all" She glanced out of the win
dow in the lower hall as she went by. !
sudden light sprang to her eyes; "Ther
lis Aunt Eunice now, goin' down tn
road, mother" she said, running int
the kitchen.
"You run after her."
When the little old woman was ushere
in by the triumphant Emmeline, fey
minutes later, Mrs. Pond took her u
stairs at once.
Il hope you'll like your room, Aun
Eunice," she said, as she opened tn
door of the south chamber.
Aunt Eunice looked around from tn
comfortable feather-bed to the brigl
fire, from the neatly curtained window
to the goat-skin rug before the bureau
On the bureau was the scarf she had see
Emmeline hem-stitching. She sat dow
| in the rocker and put her hand over ht
ewes. She didn't say word. Mrs. Pom
went out softly. On her way she trippe
over a bundle by the door. 1t containe
; Ill the old woman's earthly possession
"rm glad enough l asked her
come" thought Mrs. Pond, as she close
+ the door. Then she heard voice fro,
the room: THANK God! Thank God!
and the sound of stifled sobbing.
: Down stairs Emmeline was helping 1t
= father oil the harness. 81 can't thin
what's come over ma" she said
| "Hush! there she is" said her fathe
Don't you ever ask her."-Hdrper
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