Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1892-11-19

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"Just like a woman" he cried,
hotly. " Have you no regard t, r
my feelings? Am l not to be con-
suited ? Why. 'Melia, I've loved
you ever since | could speak your
name I can buy that little new cot
tage on the installment payment
plan. We shall have to reckon the
cents for awhile, but we'll have q
home before we know it almost, and
one better than the old one, too
Leave this mad scheme of paying
mortgages. Let the place 60. and
help me make home nest, dear
est ~
The lovelight chased away the an
cry shadows in Charles eyes, and
their pleading was very hard to
withstand.
The girl silently watched. other
shadows deepen in the quiet stream,
and wondered numbly if life could
bring her another hour more fraught
with pain. Bnt she was firm and
the end OF the stormy interview was
soon reached.
Charlie Newcome went away in 3
rage, and Amelia watched him go,
when word would have recalled
him.
Then she slowly walked up the
hill to the cottage where her moth
er's form made dark shadow, as
she watched at the window.
She looked up inquiringly when
Amelia entered.
at is all over, mother" the girl
said, coming straight to the front.
"The wedding is postponed for
eyer.n
"Oh, the selfshness of man,"
cried Mrs. Mason, dramatically.
81 don't know as | blame him so
much," answered loyal Amelia, with
a weary sigh. /" Paying the mort
gage and living will be hard work,
mother. 1t may take years to do
it."
THAT makes no odds. If he low
| ed you but she went no further ;
she had no listener, for her daughter
had left the room abruptly.
From that day a sad dignity took
the place of girlish gayety in Amel-
ia Nason's manner.
She was spared the pity she would
have scorned, for no one knew Of the
engagement.
Everyday duties are often the
most wearing and wearisome, but
work is the antidote of mental ills,
and she had plenty of that.
Her mother was one of those cling
ing, dependent natures that never
see what is TO be done until after il
is accomplished, and are always
complaining of what might have
been.
| Not at all companion to depend
on in a real trouble, for she had nc
more idea of business than baby.
81 really don't see how you can
do it. Hammering so much would
ruin my neryes-it nearly upsets me
to hear you do it, she said one day
entering the shed room where Amel
ia was at work with her hammer and
saw.
| "But I've finished it. I've made
| an incubator!" cried the girltriumph
antly. eff we want our poultry tt
pay big profit we must raise spring
broilers. I want FIVE hundred a
least this year,
HsLand sakes r Mrs. Nason's face
wore a look ofconsternation. "Wher'
will you put them?"
81 shall keep them in this room
until the weather is warm enough tc
\ put them into the old workshop
We must have wire netting to make
yard, and to get it one hive o
bees must go, but it will pay" thu
girl FASTENED to assure her.
& 81 hope it will-perhaps it will,
was all the encouragement that sh'
got from her Respondent mother.
And it did pay.
The enterprise was a new one, ant
disappointments came faster than tn
chickens did, but fair measure o
success. was her reward the first sea
son, and then things were easier.
i Rainy weather, and plenty of it
soured what little honey the bee'
were able to gather, and that sourc'
of income was cut off entirely.
"But we have lived, MOTHER" she
said almost gayly, when she hat
made ont her balance sheet. /" w
have lived, and have quite supply
of things on hand. Then I'm quite
sure that we can pay fifty dollars OF
the mortgage, with interest, besides
buying a first-class incubator thai
will hold ten times as many eggs a.
my home made one. I'm not goins
to scorn that, though, by any means
| for it has served its purpose WE'LL"
Il almost believe you are happy
'Melia 7" said her mother question
ingly.
" Happy +? Why shouldn't l be
Haven't I proved we can take care
of ourselves and pay the mortgage
| in timer she answered evasively.
| uT'm so Glad y sighed the woman