Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1891-12-18
OLD MAIDS STORY.

one of those cold, dark Novem-
's q when the daylight Al
.o = after 8. A chilly kind Of
r;st was hanging about. and IL
= ~ snuare were shaking Of their
, y leaves, AZ though they
= last convinced that the poor.
shriyeled things were no orna-
but rather disfguration. Ny
10 had dropped idly on my knee,
10 thinking. MY pet was sitting
;te. thinking or dreaming too, her
eyes full Of the golden frclight,
"a face framed by her rich, soft
hair.
I, thinking, l remember perfectly,
4 different thing it must be to feel
Z creeping on if You had some one
Won who had been young with
~ Who grew sober and gray whom
IA. and if you had sons and daugh-
vho reyerenced and loved you as !
nv dear mother long, long ago.
anee thoughts for a little old maid
"a thoughts too, that made the
scome obscured and then shoot ont
,eedles, until recollected that my
q very fond Of me, though there
b relationship between us.
was all had, for our family had
iled and dwindled until there were
hree representatives, and between
ii those two others there was q
handing arrangement.
old house was wonderfully quiet.
IL was the usual hum Of the city
distant nearly a quarter Of a mile;
no sound but the purring Of my
u the futter, sfutter Of a flame in
e
bud, energetic ring at the bell
bd Us both.
by. auntie," said Mabel, lyon are
ho can it beg' l wondered. .It's
\ day, SO it is not likely to be =
Fit is, we must have the gas"
.ctly after the room door was
1 and name was announced that
BY breath away.
Armitage."
rshsred in a figure Of which at
could only see that it was one Of
honger sex, with an erect, almost
IN carriage of the head.
moment | thought it was my
b himself, as rose to my feet, all
ling, but Mabel stirred the fire into
bt blaze, and saw q dark eyed
man. not like my brother, but SO
me one else used to know, that ]
Twas awithered old woman, and
unconsciously breathed the word:
bnel."
be answered, taking both my
into his strong grasp, Lionel Ar
and this, then. is Aunt Dorothy.
! tiny little aunt it isl"
bent down and kissed me, a pro-
5 that gave the queerest sensation.
not have spoken directly to save
We come as a peacemaker, aunt"
i on, using that title as though he
n me at intervals ever since he
rn, ito make up the family quar-
pugh, upon my honor, now I think
haven't the ghost of an idea what
all about. However, my father
70 feel that he is getting old; he
look it, though. He's as upright |
ndsome as he ever was. Well, he |
IT'S time bygones were bygones,
(olunteered to come and see If you
the same opinion.
ould have been glad to be recon
ny time these twenty years, my
said, wiping away few foolish |
but better late than never. IL
J, very glad. Sit down, Lionel, |
TO me here, by my side. You |
DIT like the Armitages, Lionel"
am generally supposed to be a
reproduction of my mothers
who died quite young. was
after him, you know"
know"
enty years, aunt; what a pity it |
for my part l think family
are an awful mistake. Do YOU |
seem to have a recollection of
Dugh the last time l saw you |
'ttie chap of six or seven. / had
you We're very tall, by the way"
~ Is Jnllus-your father, mean2
town.
ues down at the old place; the
'use Is wrapped in brown holland
= I'm putting up at Drayton's."
aear BOY, you mustn't stay at the
nave two or three spare rooms
,1is your home while you are
! said, persuasively, but wac
Fence.
", sne greatest pleasure; nothing
IKE better, Aunt Dorothy" he
H.