Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1892-08-18

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she walked, in sheer delight.
81 have everything that heart could
wish for, Aunty! Nobody could find a
ance, or position. We have a good in
come, and this house is perfect. l start
fair. l am going to be model house.
keeper. have divided off the days: So
much time for the house, so much for
study, for social duties, for church work.
mean to excel in every walk in life.
You see?" with keen flash of the eye
which limited that her jest was secretly
earnest.
They sauntered through every apart
ment.
s'But where" asked Miss Tracy, "are
Mr.. Carter's musical instruments?
heard he had most interesting collec-
tion.''
s'Oh! lot of old Chinese drums and
Arabic flies. Dingy, ugly things! He
could not play upon them. [ put them
in the garrett. | could not have the
house cluttered up with them. 1t was
just fad of John's.''
''Love me, love my fad,'' said her
aunt, laughing.
M eye does not ss sh9T sne f brde fod
thank God, knows how true and deep it
is! If ever great trials come into our
life it will not fail him. 1 can 60 down
with him into the depths"
Miss Tracy was touched by the ardent
light in the young wife's eyes. The tears
came to her own"
s'Still, my DEAR" she said, II should
bring out his battered drums.
Mrs. Carter fastened to change the
subject Snow here is Uncle Toms gift.
A cashmere shawl. Yes, it is wonder
full. 1t was made for a Rance. 1t makes
me feel as if | were queen to own it.
I am thu Rance, secretly, unbeknown to
you ALL"
The old lady fingered the exquisite
web with delight. ssWhy don't you veal
it, Margaret" she exclaimed. "Why
don't you keep it out in sight? 1t gives
one such genuine pleasure to look al
these colors."
ssNo," said Mrs. Carter, folding it uI
and replacing it in the box; tone must
not make precious things common
Cashmere shawls or-love," she added
Significantly, with smile of calm
superiority usual to women who are
young enough to be sure that they are
infallible.
Miss Tracy's visit to the newly mar
ried pair lasted but couple of days
She was quiet, middle-aged woman
who supported herself by teaching
Margaret, who had been a motherles
girl, loved her better than all of thu
wealthy aunts and cousins who hat
petted and INDUCED her since childhood
ssAunt Jane" she told her husband
sshas had nothing to give me; but / drol
my anchor on her She loves me as my
mother would have done!''
In spite of this tender affection, how
ever, Miss Tracy had rarely ventured tt
advise her very intelligent and resolutt
niece before marriage, and now she hest
tated long before she limited warning
But she was not blind.
II don't Think" she said, gently, on
night when Margaret took her to he
room, "that John cares for classica
music.''
s'He ought to care,' said his wife
sharply. "I'll educate him up to it,
she is very fond of ballads. VIII,
don't you sing them for him, dear?"
"Milk for babes" laughed Margaret
81 will not humor him in such ridicu
lous tastes.'
Miss Tracy hesitated. SIT seems t,
me, Margaret, that you do not humo1
nlm IN any taste W0eJner IL is Tor ballad
or hot cakes, or an idle walk alone wit
you.
affection does not show itself in in
dulging childish fancies. 1 will sho,
John other and better ways"
''That is-your ways?"
eff you like to have it so, yes. The
are not childish
The next morning Miss Tracy foun
her niece environed by formal array @
Greek Testaments, lexicons and cor
cordances. ''This is my hour for Bibl
study" she explained. IL have n
family worship. 1t is apt to become
merely perfunctory form. L never inten
religion to become hackneyed platitud
from too common use in my house." Sh
spoke, as she often did. as if recitin
phrases which she had conred
private.
But" hesftated the older woman. &C
ing back perhaps to some dream of he
own of that marriage which never cam
to her-''forgive me, dear child, but SUI