The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-04-09

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at will not be so always, doar," en-
couraged her mother.
mo" said Sara, sadly; 'I shall be a
teacher soon. And then, mamma, you
shall have a wine-colored cashmere
dress and set Of furs, and ] will wear
what please. But, mamma, II could
only have the white merino dress this
oncep
"My daughterl my daughter"
Sara could feel the warm drops
from her mothers eyes upon her cheek.
"Mammal' she cried out, caressing-
ly, don't cry, that's darling; I'll
wear the old white muslin! I'll wear
dnythingl You have been heroine,
quietly and patiently, all these years,
and here am ! that can't endure sim
gle privationl Mamma, pH be n her
oine, too"
And the pale mother and blooming
daughter clasped each other tenderly
in long, silent embrace.
"But it's shame, isn't it," resumed
Sara, after brief silence, that
wealth should be so unevenly divided
in this world? Look at Helen Hazel
ton, at the court with her green
houses full of flowers, and her pony
phaeton, and the diamonds she is to
have when she leaves school. It's a
surprise for her, mamma, quite a sur
prise. Col. Hazelton himself showed
! them to me--a cross and II pair of soli-
taire eardrops like sparltlcs of white
fire"
Showed them to you, dear?"
eyes, mammal answered the girl
"But how came he to do that?'
"Oh, he often talks to me when am
at the court" said unconscious Sara
about what Sara?"
"Oh, about Helen, and about the
ferns and orchids in the conscrvatories
and the new birds in the aviary-and
about the foreign countries he has
travelled in. oh, wish You could hear
him, mamma" cried the girl, enthu-
siastically.
'What sort of man is he, Sara"
asked the mother, becoming vaguely
conscious at this late day, that her
pretty treasure was no longer a child
but a budding maiden. with all Il
maiden's sweet possibilities before her.
Hes very handsome, mamma. Dark
and tall, with straight, military way
of carrying himself, and the pleasantest
voice you ever heard"
docs he talk to you much?"
"Oh, often, mamma" declared Sara.
Mrs. Aubrey was silent for few
minutes A vague fear was entering
into her heart.
Sara, said she, at last, II do not
think that it is best for YOU to be too
much at Hazelton court.
'Why not, mammal" Sara opened
her big blue eyes in innocent surprise.
cts so pleasant there, and like them
all so much"
Mrs. Aubrey hesitated. She could not
answer: because Col. Ha2elton is a
widower, and people will talk and
gossip" SO she equivocatcd Il little,
and made reply:
"They live so differently from what
we do, darling. 1t is scarcely a good
or wise preparation for your new life.
Sara pondered the matter over.
Il don't see what difference it makes,
mamma" said she; but, of course,
when ] get situation / shall have no
time for visiting; and Helen is going to
Paris with her father in the spring, so
there will be an end of all my intimacy
there"
Brave little Sara! She tods hero
inc, for she wore the old washedovcr
muslin dress, standing among the fair
young girls in soft merino and lustrous
dead-white silk.
Mamma can't afford it," she an
swered, quietly, to all The criticism
that was uttered.
Helen Hazelton brought her home
that evening in the sleigh, with a box
of cut rosebuds and East India ferns,
and left her with her mother.
Mrs. Aubrey looked up from her sew
ing.
"AIy darling" said she, ''your checks
are like carnationsm
ITS the winter air, l suppose" said
Sara, hinging down her bonnet "Mam-
ma, put aside that hateful needle You
are never to sew any more! I've made
up my mind not to teach in the New
York public schools!''
"Sara!'
Il am going to Hazelton court"
Mrs Aubrey's faded eyes sparkled.
ITO be Helen's governess?" cried
she.
"Helen's governess, indeedr' said
Sara. Helen knows as much as do
mamma, you have guessed wrong this
time
She lSnelt down on the floor and laid
her cheek on her mothers knee.
Mamma, Col, Hazeiton has asked
ME to marry him." said she, "and !
have said yes"
asked you to marry him, Sara? But
you are such child"' cried Mrs. Au-
brey
'Ihat's the reason he likes me, he
says" confessed blushing Sara.
"And you, dearest--do you love him?''
Mamma, he's the one man in all the
world to me-" whispered the girl.
And child and mother wept together
a shower of happy tears,
But sweetest" whispered Mrs Au.
brey, you seem such child to be
married.
Yes, mamma, l know" said Sara,
gravely. But If | am to be happy,
the sooner begin the better"
Which was an incontrovertible piece
of logic. Randolph, in N. Y.
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