Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1892-11-05
A HO\ENSTCkLES STORY.

first married John Grant. the game
keeper. and came home to live. As YOU
soc the lodge is very pretty. hut gray
stone always looks cold and drear if
there are no chnging vines to enliven
tlre picture That is why am here
to culiycn and beautify-and ! tlatter
myself that / more than fulfil my
duty.
YES. as | was saying, her mother
planted me, and at twilight, when John
iaI finished work they would come to-
a,l her. and she would say:
How that honeysuckle grows Why,
Io'in. / do believe it will blossom be
i"lr next Summer.
i shouldn't wonder, dear, he would
answer. The lodge will look nearly
a. !ine as the Great House with the
ho,cv~nrkles covering it all over.
How proud we wcre--we three on
IN, day when my first tendril twined
round the doorpost
Thus grew and hourished in the
sunlight, and gradually the whole front
Of the house was gay with noddlng
blossoms But although | was happy,
~tili at times lonely feeling overcame
N" that | could not account for, John
hard hi, work to do, and even the little
vie, had no time to waste on the porch.
tut one morning my silent wish was
gintiit.,l. for they brought her out to
til,. {, ..,rwav-a tiny bundle of fiannels
baby and | knew my plavfellow
had arrived.
Fhen came the Sunday morning when
/ little triumphal procession filed down
IN. path with baby in her best robes.
Ia about an hour they returned with
,ol"ral additions to the party. and sat
Town to cakes and wines on the porch.
'',,..rltIy John rose and proposed a
s"a t -" Miss Louise Grant, Then |
knew they had been to the christening.
Now y"u see there were two of us to
,s.pw Baby Lou and land the days
rs, cI like dreams. She would play
-. he hour, digging in the soft earth
It my ROOFS, stopping occasionally
+, lex a bunch OF my sweetest bios
~,..r, and thrust them through the big
.:..' To the pa,s"r~-by.
';nc morning She came out with q
.,;p"ilaag on her arm and my lonely
he San once more.
ti1~ III" years passed and Lou grew
~ q 4 woman with a sweet, gentle face
not exactly beautiful. but so loving
~ true that everyone called her
,..tty. and it seemed to me that Mas
= Fred. as John called the heir to
.l' great housc--came to the lodge Oft
..s,r than before At first an errand
t,r hi lal V mother would be the excuse;
;..r he would develop suspicious
.,ir'v for Johns opinion of the advj;5-
.. ity of inviting Il party down for tle
5o ting. but finally alb disguise was
= ,,adoncd and Louise woold watch
i,y HIM leaning her brown head
inst the pillar of the piazza, where |
,..JIi caress her to my heart is conteut.
l;ut not long was this pleasure afforded
me, for when his firm tread was heard
u!,Dn the gravel her 1.-THE figure would
.r..tighten and grow tense with impa-
t".,-.r' and her blue eyes strain to catch
:; amps" Of the beloved form through
t. ,}iteriag shadows.
.-., loved him truly and he knew it !;
I,t., Master Fred grew tired and the
ii" came when she would watch for
IN in vain night after night. Finally
ii he did appear, it was to e stay only a
~ minutes. as he had come Just to
,, now they all were, to carelessiv pat
ll.' cheek, tell her she looked as if her
Lead achcl. kiss her lightly and go.
S>itI She believed i'll him.
Finally his anxiety for the family
w,Itare seemed to die out entirely, and
one morning Tim. the gardener, stop
ped at the lodge on his way to the
greenhouses.
Hey, John John Grant he called
Justify.
Hello. Tim How goes it ?" asked
John, coming around the house How
are the wife and little ones
All rosy, John, thanks be to God
But have Won heard the news from the
great house? Master Frederic will he
soon taking to himself wife. Miss
Humphrey of the place you remember
tI;a tall one, with the black hair, that
was at the house last summer.
Hush ~ whispered John, suddenly,
for .ou stood in the doorway.
Had She heard ? Surely not for she
came down the steps smiling
.t'ood morning, Tim. All well at
home? How is Mays Group Aud
presently as Tim picked up his water
int pot preparatory to leaving d" Well,
rrtnrmhrr IN" to your wife and tell her