The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1892-06-16

month agoneP
Eyes, about o month ago my maid
met her in Kings road, Chelsea, and
she gave her an address In the neigh.
borhood- She said that tho poor child
was looking SO wan ond miserable
that"
THAT whnt?"
''That got tho better Of my pride
and wrote TO her imploring her TO re-
turn to my roof"
''Thee did, marin! Well. that was
hearty o. thee. an more like what I'd q
thought bliss Balderstone 'ud done.
Well. what did the maid sayp"
''She never answered my letter, and
OF course after snch contcmptuous treat
mcnt could not"
''Of course thee Couldn't Myi what
heap of dignity goes to tho mase-up
Of even the best of women. But, will
thee give me the address, for mayhap-
pen shamot DO so easily angcrcd by
her."
"Willingly, Mr.. Barlow, ard hope
you will be more successful in restoring
the young lady to a proper frame OF
mind than have been. Perhaps. after
what has passed. you may deem It i'm.
pertinent If ! asls after your wife and
daughter"
This was in Miss Baldcrstones s highest
style Of Minervalike dignity.
''Thee knowest will not. Wife Dc
borah be fair TO middlin', an Nellie, my
little Nellic's goin' to be married"
How exultingly the farmer gave this
latter piece of information,
"Aye," he added, ITO be married TO
two hundcrd an forty acres of the best
arabic land i the county of Surrey!'
Surely" Miss Baldcrstone said.
smiling through her chagrin, you are
not making sacrifice of your daughters
happiness-you speak so strangely
about her marrying the land2"
"Not I. indeed. Why. there's Ene,
young, handsome fellow as belongs 70
the land-Willie Westlake-as her is
goin' to we'd of her own dear consent
come next Yule Tide. Precious sight
better than THROWN hersen away on a
frog-eatin' Frenchman. bean't it now,
Miss Balderstone2"
Miss Baldcrstone confessed it was,
and drove away, angry with the farm.
er for his plain speech, and yet not al
together satisfied with the part she had
played in the little drama of Kate Gra-
hame's sorrows
The next day Farmer Barlow, dressed
in his bright brown coat with gilt but
tons, o very forid neck-tie, yellow
striped waistcoat, qorderoy brecchcs
and top-boots, looking, am free TO
confess, very much as If he were in cos
tune to play the heavy fnther in an old
fashioned comedy, took his way to II
| Andnlusa terrace Chelsea, which he
found to be squalid row OF houses
struggling desperately to be gcntecl.
but having about them that indcscrib-
able air Of destitution which clings 70
dwellings as we'll as men.
He had no difficulty in finding the
number. and his heart sank as the door
opened and disheveled woman,
wiping the soapsuds from her arms,
for she had evidently just left the wash
tub, asked him what he wanted.
"You We young lady named Miss
Grahame staying here" the farmer sug-
gcstcd, blandly.
II don't know Gbout there bein' nc
ladies in this house, but there's young
woman on the fourth floor, back. ss
takes in sewin', and as her name
chances to be Grahame, perhaps It's her
you're lookin' for-hope yer are, I'm
sure, for she owes me three weeks rent,
an pore lone widow woman like me
cant afford TO have no young person
hangin' around the house, even II they
do call theirSelves ladies-'tain't TO be
expected"
"Can I sec this ladyp'
"Course yer can. Go mp 70 the tol
Of the house--fourth story, second doc,
on yer right Guess the sewin'.ma
chino mans up there now, an wisl
yer'd toll her that II the gentleman
drove ter talne the machine away. an
she loses tho means Of gettin' her Twin
out she goes bag and baggage"
Tho farmer reached the girls doo
Just In time to hear the end OF an ami
mated discussion carried ON in male ant
female accents
"Oh, please. you must not, canuo
take It away" the feminine voic'
pleaded 'Ihave paid you six pounds
and only owe you sixteen shillings
Pray have little patience. am sicl
now.s but shall soon get better and viii
pay you every penny"
Let gol ! tell you, let gol'' tn
hoarse voice OF the man cried, eth
machine is forfeited Let go, tel
you or I'll-s
What hc would do the world neve
knew, for AZ that instant the burl,
form Of tho farmer darkencd the door
way. Barlow did not stay 10 eonside
how he should open tho discussion, bu
plunged at the hopless agent, graspinI
at one handful the mans ear and tn
long locks contingent Thus he dragge'
him, shriekinR. with rage and pain. I
the stair landing. when one kick fron
the farmers heavy shoes sent the poo
wretch headlong down tho stairs, hi
J cries and curses mingliug with tn
landlady's screamA