The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1892-06-22

shining pink through the trees
-Madgs said il was French gray,'
asserted Araminla.
well, where's the difference between
pink and French gray, 1 wonderg" said
Nrs. DOdd, little sharply. zone thing
l knoS-Ill be heartily glad to get there.
never Was 50 tirsi in sll my born days,
and I'm just dying sog a cup of tea"
Ny. what a small house - exclaimed
Araminta- "Nine bedrooms I don't
believe thereare nine rooms in the house.
counting garret and cellar into the bar
gain. But that's Just Madge's calcula-
ton. You might have known that the
minute she heard young Martyr lived in
the next place she'd want to come here"
"Gou don't suppose she really cares for
him /" said Mss Dodd
~Of course she does sharply answer
ed Araminta. III she didn't, why should
she keep that rosebud he gave her be-
tween the leaves Of her prayer-book ?
And haven't you seen her color up as
red as a beet whenever she's heard his
name? Care Why, she's dead in love
with him, What are We waiting for
Is this the parlor? Why, it isn't any
bigger than a sparrows nest ~
Little Joe had ventured to push open
the front door and enter. She started
back.
~Mamma," she cried, "tbere's some
one there It's man Mamma, who
isitg"
IF you are the agent said the eldest
Miss Dodd, assuming the front of war,
Il wish you to distinctly understand
tha.-Good gracious me. it is Mr. Mar
tyn"
9ir. Marc Marlyn had risen from
chair by the table, and stood, With a
candle in his hand, surveying the new
eomers with some surprise.
1T is Mrs Dodd AMI her daughters. is
it not2 said hc "What can possibly
have brought you to this part ofthe e1un-
try? Can be Of any So. vice. %
"Isn't this Lilac Iodge2' sail Mrs.
Dodd, her eyes seeming as though they
would burst through hers spee.acie glasses.
No. said Mars War.yu. "This IS
Oyarlook Cottage"
Ellis" said Mrs. Dodd, in a wAilof
despair, we've come b the wrong place
Il understand now said 3Ir 3Iartyn,
with ready sympathy. ~You are the
lady who has taken the place on the hi'l,
few rods beyond here. heard it had
been rented, but did not know to owhon.
shall show you the way there? Allow
me to carry these bags and parcels.
would insist upon keeping YOU here as
my guests We're It not tha. 1 am here Tor
one night only, in an extremely bachelor
Eishi0E, to see % some necessary repairs
And when the next day Mgdee Dodd
arrived in charge Of the furniture, Size
found the flmily eampeI dogn rs Lilac
Lodge.
''The cat was here cried little Joe
running to meet her sister, "ani, Oh you
can't think hoS hungry sac was
thought she never would have given over
drinking milk And, Oh, Madge, &c was
50 funny. We came to the wrong place
that is, we though We lived at Overlook
Cetlase. instead of Lilac Lodge aad Ar
miuta was scoidiag about yous 5eins ina
love with M.,rc Martyn-4
My being in love with MArc Mar
tyn-" Child, what are you saying ~
cried ont Madge, feeling as If al her
blood were changed to waves cfGquid
fire.
"Well, about the rosebud, you know,
that you keep in your pr4yer-book,' said
Joe. ~And your turning 50 red when We
tease you about him, just as you are turn
ING now AID he was in the front ROOM,
and the window was wide open, and IN
bet q sizpeHce he heard every word-so
there, now. Where has she gone, 1
wonder cried Joe, staring around in
wide-eyed anlazemeut ~Is she angry
with as for losing our way? Bat it might
have happened 10 any one
The furniture WAS ali unpacked The
rooms were Uttered with straw, brown
paper and jute shayings Nls. D5lI aud
the iron-clad Eliza sere inle-vie Fias the
unhappy ageul on thc sItiect OF aew
porch pillars, modern ainLJE-ca,Les
and di.apid4,eI pan.s % g.Ass Aruia,.
vas improving Fegs in oue Oitls closets
to hang dresses on, and Joe uas-Jtiug on
the front doorstep, uaziug believe THAI
the ;or.oise-shcll cat Wa baby in lie
last stage Of measles. And poJr Naige,
in the back Kitchen, was w-.shias iAc
china after the dusty voyage, the tears
dropping fas. into the disl-gatcr. Was
ever girl exposed to 30 keen . mor.iisa-
..su beforri Sac fe,t as e sEa Esver,
never could l.ce 5i--e Mu.ya o-a1y of
the MaI;yn family again What had she
done 20 Eliza and AIminta tha. they need
be so cruel to her2 Was It a crime to be
only eighteen, with % fresh face ard
cheeks ike roses2 For her part
"Madge little Madge are you here -
Madge started SO violently thar she
had nearly dropped one Of the best India
cups into the pan. It was tAe voice Of
Marc Martyn. Il was 3Iarc MaFtyn him
self who stood da1kening the rosy even
ing glow that had jgst hlled the doorway,
and smiling down upon hcrhke young
Apollo.
"rye been looking for you every
where sai1 he.
Majge uttered no reply. She could
have wished 10 dissolve into thin air,
and melt away from his sight
Because he added, there is sorae-
thing vant 10 say 20 you very much,
indeed. Something that 1 have long
wanted to say, only, until yesterday,
lacked courage 70 avow ms hearts desire.
M4dge, love yoa. Do you think you
could care f5I me sufficiently % De my
wife,"
she linei to his face Ler son eyes full
OF an unvoiced Language and the uext
instant she was clasped ,eader,y % MS
heart, dripping pink husers and al.
But, said he, Il must have the rose
bud once more, as q keepsake-the rose
bud you have preserved between the
leaves Of your prayer book, dearest
Then you did near what they said 0n