Feliciana sentinel., 1892-08-06

to invest it without little advice?fl
And, really, Mr.. Hamerslie is so press:
ing; and Two lived a solitary life forst
three years, come next October, ,and-'Sl
The last conjunction was swa11oweeH1
up in a deep sigh Plainly, the citadef|
which, represented the widow barrie
tones heart was about to surrender at
discretion. II 80 .1lT 13 * Il
tIsbe Sat theirs in.atfie neatly kept
kitchen, knitting away, in her blaclA
e1ff6o@ <aatist1 % cl<sfi itbSz0dccOps
when Mr.. Halnerslie came in that af-
ternoon. How was she TO KNOW thaS'
5 iGti Il41 aei f|9(I ll Sas ,'ss1e
(aitAse. How sxss ths stds dream of
Biny Gers hsrsin4'gnant re-
teeaen Of the mans miserable subter-
sf:You hsrs never loved snc," said
1siny. "1f ysr":had,zyou never could
ch.Wdow; I, sezeae~yiuIeysrs.se
IN your path. Nor shall stoop to ch-
tighten hsr.ss-to the Eruc character pf
he man she L. sboutto marty. 20
50. Bhy had dismissed sher, lover.
VIII HamerslieA Asd .vSinoed- . 'littlc.s 1t
was not the scrt of, parting. which he
ehid picturedS himself. 1t9obbcd him
of all di11ity and aplomb. But it
couldp,s be helped. "'coium bine was
such an impe tuDus little thing that she
never allowed him the opportunity to
after tl,s- smooth speech With he had
80 carefully committed to- memory.
II was awkward, hut it Nts unavoid-
ssble. - :. - Sfs,l
Mrs. Baritone smiled broadly upon
! her, young wooer as he catered her
~ so yoa'vs come oaek .s.in," said
she. 23Ea sSf -,Af9E
He sat down and took her hand.
"Do you think I could long remain
away from you?"
"Hnst's all nonsense" sstd Mrs. Bar
itone.s But, ncveftheIess, she did not
Withdraw her hand.
You promised me your answer to-
day." said he. "You can imagine how
eagerly am waiting for it,
Z Wen, really II don't know what to
say" simpercd Mrs. baritone. "lf
believed you really loved me"
Can you doubt it, Melissa?" softly
whispered Hamcrslie, thinking of the
ten-thousand-dollar-l from old
Uncle Baritonc's bachelor brother.
But I'm SO much older than you
arc" =
Love does not go by the calendar"
reasoned Mr.. liamerslie, tendcrly.
"And Baritone always objected to
second marriages" persisted the widow
But Baritone is dead and gone!' i'm
! patiently retortcd the lover. what
can he possibly have to do with it?''
| Just then occurred one Of those mar
vclous happenings which have given
rise to the saying that Truth is stran-
! ger than fiction" The front door
which, according to the rustic custom
! of the place, was never loclSed--swung z
! slowly open, and in the doorway stood
! the well-krown figure of-old Uncle
baritone himself!
Hello Meliss!' was his greeting.
"You seem to be enjoyin' yourself
! pretty we'll. And who the dickens is
this young man?'
Mrs. Baritone jumped up with a
scream. MIR. Willard Hamcrslie caught
up the poker and straightway retrcatcd
behind the cooking-stove.
IN you are n ghost" screamed the
widow, don't come any nearer"
IF yoA are atramp, get out ef this
house!" gpap Bed Hahsrsie, hrandishina
the pokSr ihsrs tie smost thseatcnine
fashion.
i ain Z nC1LnCF ouc VIC cthVIs
said the apparition, lcisurcly., seating
itself. Its me! Benjamin, Bar ritone
rs evcry body supposed was killed III
the lime pits! But l wasn't. l hat
the luck to tumble out of the kilns
as I'd tumbled in, and I was thai
ashamed, as l took myself off for gooe
and all, says to myself: Old fellow
your wife is ashamed of you, and so il
everybody else. And you amt of ne
use in the world, except to go fddlinf
around to barn frolics and huslkins
bees So smashed my fiddle, and
ran away. But times is hard. and i
amt easy to pick up livin' when
man gets to- my time of life, so1:erc
am back again. And I've signed Tho
temperance pledge, and mean to sticl
to it, this time. Give me a kiss. olt
girl.'
And so the widow baritone was
widow no longer.
Wont you stay to supper. young
MANI said old Uncle Baritone. hospit
ably, as he saw viii Hamerslie feelin!
about for his hat under? the table
Eut Mr.. Hamcrslie declined the invita-
, ! ton.
Mr. baritone enjoyed the legacy
himsclf-nor as his wife altogethe
, dissatisfied 1t the unexpected tull
' which things had taken.
He always was a good husband
said she, except in the matter of al
dent spirits. And in, that ther
particular he's a reformed man. An
really no one couldn't imagine ho'
. cheerful his fiddle sounds about tn
y house. when Pm a-doin' of the chores.
! But Will Hamerslie was less recor
ciled 10 fate. He had lost the widow
and Colum bine Carter would have moth
= ing more TO say TO him. r-A
: Il want no secondhand lover" sat
$ tBinS, hughing. And when Hamersli
: saw her laugh, he knew that love wa
n fled, i q
4 He was right. Within six months
v Columbine was married to a xotrri
LAWYER who had come down from a
titl>.<aa,1is. Ia th