Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1891-11-28

She would have been his wife now.
had he not gone off in such hastv. un-
reasonable anger. and she sank on her
knees by the bedside when all was done.
'Oh, Jack, come back. Come back to
me, her hear, cried out, and if spirit
voices can become audible to each other.
Jacks spirit must have heard the earnest
appeal wherever he was.
The house began to till with merry
crowd Of relatives at an early hour on
the morrow, for Thanksgiving dinner
at Aunt Iepsies was treat to young
and old. Mrs Barber herself looked
careworn and old.
Il guess | was too tired to sleep we'll
last night" she said, as she basted the
turkey, ''for | kept turnin an' twistin' all
night long. an dreamed o burglars an
Injuns, an along toward nornin' l de-
clare if | didl't Imagine some one
sreakln around the house. | was too
thea 10 get up al see, an | dropped off
to sleep again, ant must been a dream
with the rest ont, for there's nothing
missing, ali the silver spoons sot right
on the dining room table"
III anyone had come in for plunder
they would have looked for silver first OF
al, 81 you must have been dreaming,
aunte, replied Marion, smiling. .Bn.
what shall We do with the children un.i'
dinners ready
"Send them upstairs to play -,
Aunt Ilepsey. Here comes your Cou.lu
Horace and his friend, and a proper, fine
young man he looks, too
A moment later and Marion was max
my her company bow to the young
clergyman and as she carried his overcoa'
and hat INTO tie hallway, she gave the
children permission 10 90 into The
chambers
"And Please don't be rude OF noisy, :
she said, warningly, "for Aunt Hepsey
has a headache this morning.
We won't Wen be still as mice, :
SAID one Of the flock. confidently is if
1t were i possible state of things at a
family merrymakinr
HE young minister was Just explaining
the difference between a aspiritual and a
merely intellectual belief in Scripture,
when a frightened trio Of children canfx
| scrainbling down the stars
"Oh, Aurt Hepsic, there's burglar III
| Jack 5 room, there is, and he's asleep on
| the bed"
"A burglar oh, my susl Then !
wasn't dreaming after ALL"
Mrs. Barber was setting the table, ano
she fairly turned pale with nervous excite
ment.
''Don get frightened, auntic, I'll go
| up and ruut them out Give me the
| poker" and Horace started up the. stairs
hurrcdly. with his formidable weapon.
"And !, too. ncle Drake, a Jolly
old fellow of immense avoirdupois,
caught up the tongs III pinch him
while Horace bclabors him
1t j, needless to say they were fol-
lowed by an excited rctinue Of specta-
tors. at a safe distance, however, fol
there WAS no telling what the presumably
savage intruder mi 9ht do when alar ned
''Perhaps he's armed, su"5estel the
young minister, nc,Tously. He hat pro
vldcd himself viii an umbrella, as he
brought UP the rear.
The burglar must have been in a
sound slumber not to have heard the con
fusion.of whispering voices at the door,
but there was no sound within the cham
Der until Horace opened the door and
pecrcd cautiously in, the poker in hand
IN defensive readiness
Jack Barber. you william, if you
haven't been up TO your old TRICKS OF
climbing IN the window Horace voicc
came floating down the stairway in a
peal Of surprised laughter.
jack, My Jack. Well | never, :,
cried Aunt Hepsic, pushing her way
through the crowd aad rushing up I'll,
stain.