Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-03-27

went TO meet nlm.
"Oh, Tom, you are the very person I
want!" said she. "Come, play something
for me on the organ! Papa says you are
q fine performer"
son the organ!" repeated Tom, in
credulous of his own senses.
For there where the cottage piano had
lately stood beautiful organ reared its
double manual of keys and glittering
array of stops.
al am so fond of organ music!" said
the young stepmother, land get so lit
tie time to practice. Play Jerusalem
the Golden, Tom. That is my favorite
| hymn"
''B-but what will father say7" STAN
mered amazed Tom.
s'Ill see to that" smiled Fanny. I
heard Rita say that you had always
wanted an organ, and I do so want to
make you happy!'
"Thank you," said Tom, sheepishly.
And in second he was seated on the
| organ bench, absorbed in grand melo-
dies.
But little Juliet was the most obstinate
of all. She refused to play with the
French doll that Fanny dressed for her;
she would not say her lesson to the new
mamma; she was either immovably sullen
or insufferably pert, until one night
when Pedro, the gardener, brought her
| IN senseless.
She had slipped on the ice and broken
her leg!
''Oh, my poor little daring?" cried
Mrs. Avenant, receiving her into her
tender arms.
And Juliet, slowly struggling back to
| consciousness, frightened both arms
around Fanny's neck, and almost inau-
! dibly murmured:
s'Mamma!"
Mamie Dalton sat dolefully in the
prison school-room at Mrs. Midge's
.'Seminary For Young Ladies'" with
two big round tears in her two sea-blue
eyes.
Everybody is going home for the
holidays" sighed she, land haven't
any home to go to. Even last year was
better, when I stayed with mamma at the
cheap clearinghouse where the rooms
were so chilly, and we didn't get enough
to eat. I did think that when mamma
married Mr.. Avenant, we should have
real home Of our own, but"
"Visitors for Miss Dalton, please9"
announced Mary, the parlor maid, fling
ing open the door.
And tall, pretty girl, of about her
own age, appeared.
care you Anna Dalton?" said she.
''I'm Margarita Avenant. Kiss me,
please-we're going to be sisters"
The color fed from Nannie's checks.
s'Mamma-isn't-si ck?" she faltered.
"Why are you here, Miss Avenant? Why
didn't she come herself?"
s'Because," said Rita, eve wanted to
surprise her. Oh, Nannie-I may call
you Mamie, mayn't I?-she is such a
darling! Juliet has been so sick and she
has nursed her night and day, and Tom
is just getting over rheumatic fever, and
he'll hardly let her go out of the room,
and she has been so good to me! And
she has nearly worn herself out, and
grown so thin and pale, and we want
her to be very happy while papa is gone.
aunt in New York, and I've come here
for you instead. And you must go right
back with me. / want to see her smile
and her eyes sparkle again.
And the two young girls Rugged each
other heartily.
Fanny Avenant was sitting all alone by
the fire in the nursery.
Juliet, surrounded by toys, had just
fallen asleep on low couch. Tom was
softly playing old hymn tunes on the
parlor organ, in the adjoining room, and
she was beginning to think it was time
for Rita to return, when sudden footsteps
sounded in the outside hall.
She started up, one hand On her
heart.
eff didn't know Mamie was twenty
miles away" thought she.
The next moment mother and child
were clasped in each others arms.
my own darling mammal" scbbed
Mamie.
"Mine, toor' cried Rita, nesting close
up to the pair with affecticnate jealousy
81 brought her, mother! I went for
her; and Tom was in the plot. He
knew all about it."
Richard Avenant came back the next
evening, and the children, Mamie in
Guided, formed triumphant escort for
him from the lodge gates to the house,
all relating what mamma" had done
for them.
''She gave up her piano for me to
have a parlor organ" SAID Tom.
Wasn't she trump?''
"She made me we'll when was sick!''