Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1892-11-19

1t won't cost 50 mach if We
Join together
"But i. wouldn't he a realsThankspiv-
ng." said Kitty, shaking her head, with
4 sad smile.
Just then the letter carriers whistle
sounded in the hall below.
Dow flew Kitty, aud returned with
another letter, directed this time in Mrs.
Copleys stiff handwriting.
Kitty turned pale.
"Open it, Sarah" said she. cant.
Either mothers sick or-or she's dead.'
"Neither one nor the other" said
Sarah Ekerrett, who had made haste to
break the SEAL 'Shall Tread it to you."
"DeAR KITTY: Come to Thanksgiving
this year, and bring your friend Miss
SSerrest. Do not fail. 1t is to be a sur
prise to your mother. So no more at
present. From your cousin,
DEBORAH CoPLEY.'
KITTY grew red and white.
"Oh, but can'tr' she.
"Oh. but you must!" said Miss Skier.
rett.
''What will Mr.. Irwin say."
"What he pleases. Oh, Kitty, we are
such slaves all our life long, do let us
have one free moment, and risk the con-
sequences"
The dimples came into Kitty's check.
owe willr' said she.
1t was stormy sunset that brooded,
in its red magni6cence, over the valley
that night; but Thanksgiving is one of
the few things that stormy weather can
not spoil; and as Kitty aud Miss Skier
rett stepped Of the train, gust of sweet
scented air came up from the pine
glens, the leaves rustlcd under foot, aud
the red barns in the distance seemed as
if it were but yesterday that she had left
them.
Mrs. Copley was at the station, rubi-
cund and short-breathed as ever.
''There's waggin' back o. the freight
house, said she. "Wait a spell, girls,
till the trains gone by. The hoss, he's
skeery of the cars
"But what do we want of a wagon"
said Kitty. ''It isn't quarter of mile
to your house, Cousin Deb"
"We amt a-going there!" said Mrs.
| Copley. "Your ma, she's moved"
"Moved! Oh, Deb, know haven
been able to be very regular in the pay
ments of. late" said Kitty sudden suf
location coming into her throat, "but
surely-surely you haven't let them take
her to the town house?"
"Wal, l guess not2" said Mrs. Cop
ley. "Get into the waggin. You'll
see"
Abram Taft was driving. Kitty
viewed him sternly, scarcely returning
his nod
ssYou are not vexed with me, Kittyl'
said he.
! "You have broken your word,' said
81 G in low voice, while Mrs. Copiey
pointed out the various places Of interest
to Sarah Skerrett. t'You did it out Of
spite, because because I wouldn't mar
ry you.
II may be a pretty mean man, Kitty,
said he, "but Iain't as mean as all that
Get up, Bonny;;' with lash across The
old red horses fat back.
Aud they drove along in silence
uutil--
Stop cried Kitty. "Here's The
old home. Stop, Abiras., aud let M
have one look at It. And there ar.
lights in the winlow!lLook, Sarah
there's the window where'I used to peel
out winter nights aud watch for Sant'
Ciaus's coming There's the big fla
stone where we used to play jack straws
and the apple tree, where the red g'lls
flowers grew. And, oh, Sarah am
dreamingi There's mother coming ou
to the gate to meet me, Just as she al
ways did. Drive on, Abiram. /
think my brain must be going"
II guess we won't drive on sal
Abiram Taft, alightng and deliberatel
tying the sorrcl horse TO the post
Your brain's all right, kitty. 1t