South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1892-06-17

oh. Aan'! It's just became.
he wants he says, to familisriz.
himself with the place
well hos got all the time Their,
is after we're Como. l want you
should be very distant with him
and, Sarah, 1 guess you'd better
not begin any German readings
During Mr.. Morison's next visit
Sarah appeared in her aunt's room
with very anxious expression.
sAnnt Polly she said, with on
effort ut composure, Mr.. Morison's
brought the German books. and
don't know what to say about
=
well, go on said the old lady,
Il suppose you're bent OH it any
way, and perhaps he'll help you
some.'
She lay very still when she was
alone sometimes with her eyes open,
but generally keeping them closed
as pictures from tee past, and Wis.,
ions Of what might be ahead OF her,
floased through her brain, and tire
peculiar cruelty Of her brother q
will smote her heart afresh. When
che had been left a widow forty
years ago, Ezra Turner had prompt.
iy bade her stay on in the house
which bad seen tho happy years of
her married life, and which had
been cudeared TO her by hundred
different associations; when the
sorrows it had witnessed cousccrat
cd the place almost as tenderiy as
its periods Of JOY, while from the
time she had brought her little or
phan neice Sarah home, q new in
terest was given her life, vet one
inseparably bound up with tho old
mansion. Ezra's Will fell liko a
thundcrbolt upon the old lady and
her neico. Indeed, there was little
question but that it caused the
weak turn which confined her to
her room; and as she lay there now,
family conscious of the voices from
below, something like a wish never
to leave the old home eayo for a
final resting place brought hot
moisture into her eyes.
1t seemed long time before Sir.
Morrison went away. When the
door had closed upon him at last
Mrs. Thorpe, alert for every sound
heard Sarah lingering on the stairs.
PRESENTLY tho girl appeared, Her
! checks were scarlet.
'Wen. demanded the old LADY,
what now?-what new things ht
going to CLAMP
tarah's color now swept all hel
face.
ooh, Aunt Polly she said, ft'i
all as queer as queer can be. Oh
II you II only let me. Piease-oh
Aunt Polly. it seems Mr.. Morrison
made his mind up right away, tn,
very hrst day, he says-and h,
never wanted anything go mucl
before
Sarah Mo'yneux,' said the o'c
! lady, sitting upright, what ALL
you? Speak English
/ oh, he's asked me TO marry him
Amt Polly said Sarah; that's il,
and he Gays | mustn't say no-h,
made al that up about going to b,
married-or rather 10, says he wal
bound to make me say yes
Mrs. Thorpe remsined rigid ia
the same altitude for moment
without speaking. Sarah flushed
and paled and flushed again.
'What'd you tell him?' at lasI
demanded the old lady, with on
accent of fine acorn. She was YER,
proud OF Sarah's conquest. She
knew ell about young Morrison, and
was well aware how highly he was
esteemed.
'Oh-he says it's settled Oh
served Sarah; 'and OF course-h,
was only going on, he says, TO try
me about tie factory and the piano
he says, bless your heart he wonldn't
take thing belonging to you
more'n he'd steal
'Oaly--my girl said Mrs.
Thorpe, grimly. But when Sarah
bent to kiss her there was tho kind
Of Tenderness IN tho old woman q
embrace that the girl remembered
only whom she was Iittlo child.