The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1893-03-03

than ever 10 see you, and believe you
feel about the same"
People passing looscd NJ the little
old woman and smiled. and hurried ON.
IL was only one of the queer sights one
sees every day on the city streets.
MIR. llcnning came acrn.s the side
walk from the store door.
Well. hello. Where dii you drop
FROM he shouted, in surprise. The ut
ter Inconsistencies of every one and
everything else around him was on his
broad hearty face. lie shook her hand
hard. well, Id ps soon thought OF
finding needle in n haystack as look
ing to meet you this way
II saw these horses, and had to
speak to them. They looked just like
Thomas TO me-" she said, looking at
him with glistening eyes.
well, ! should thiniS they would.
long as you rid behind them with him."
How are all the folks out our way?
Is there any news"
II suppose you know about our old
place, don't you?"
IL know it's sold. got the papers
yesterday" She took out her handker-
chief and wiped her eyes.
''Yes; but have you heard what
great Improvements he's going to
make"
mo; amt seen nobody from out
there since the funeral till now"
why. he's going to move way tho
old house and build big new one
biggest one anywhere around, they
say"
She put out one of her hands as il to
find support "Going to move away tho
old house,
Yes; suppose he'll use it to make
more shed room. tn brighten up the
old place considerable. won't it?"
"Yes, it will brighten up the old
place considerable" she repeated after
him. Are you going out home now?"
'Well, in about an hour or SO. have
some flour and things to get; then I'm
ready Any word you'd like to scnd?"
IL was thinking il you'd take me out
with you. Id like to go and see the old
place again. I'd like to see it before
it's moved away
"Why, yes. III be glad to take you.
and Mrs. Ilenning will be glad to have
you make us a visit, l know. Ill stop
around for you on my way out. shall l?'
ayes. I'll be all ready when you
come by"
1t was the middle of May, and the
cherry-:rces were in full bloom, and
the apple buds were pink. Out into the
spring sweetness, thrusting her pc or
Old heart into the past. she went, much
against Mates desire and her own
better judgment
1t had been only such short time
since, in the happiness of long con-
she had driven over that
same road with Thomas. And now
she was going out to the old home for
the last time. She would never go
again. Perhaps after this things
would begin to seem different, and she
would begin to be thankful. There
was so much for which she should bc
thankful.
1t was u long ride, and she was very
tired. 1t was dark when they finally
came ont into an opening beyond .
half-circle of woods
Mr.. Ilenning pointed off across
me adow. where q light twinkled
brightly
II suppose you know where you are
now?" he asked.
That's your house. and here's ours.
/ want to stop l want TO get out and
go in"
''Oh. l wouldn't stop here tonight.
It's late, and you're tired. You wait
till morn ing, and Mrs. Henning will
come over with you"
mo, l want to stop now. IL
go by and ot."
Mr.. Henning he lped her ont, and sat
waiting for her in the wagon while she
went in through the little gate and be-
tween the lilac bushes alone.
A little old weather beaten house.
halt covered with honeysuckles and
Virginia creepcrs. A deep grassy yard.
An old home that through forty years
Of shade and shine had held the hearts
love of this one lone old woman. She
pushed open the unlocked door and
went in.
Everything was in its place. The
clock licked on the mantle and the
kettle was boiling on the hearth.
Thomas old hat and coat hung on
their accustomed hook by the other
door, and Thomas looked up and
smiled at her from his chair by the
" indow, as he had done in those last
days. There was no emptiness to her
Ia those bare rooms. All the reality
life had ever held for her, or ever
could hold for her. was here.
After awhile Mr. lIenning called to
her, and finally came up the path and
led her away. Gertrude Smith, in
IIarpcr's Bazaar.
An nOllEAr AGENT