The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-01-21
Beulah spraI


She caught hei
so violently with a.
She hurried dov
like the tinted heart :
stained her cheeks
Barrymore.
He took her hand in fir
clasp.
Get your things, BsuIah.
come to take you home Wi
Mother has room ready for "
you are to live with US.
Oh, Richard. II don't desc
sobbed Beulah remorsefully.
Hush Get your things, OF
Richard authoritatively, and lei
carry out your trunk my wagon is
the door.
And half reluctantly, though wit
feeling ofrelief in her heart, Beu
allowed him to lift her INTO the WACO
where he had already placed the trurl
and they drove away.
Peter Fogg was as good as his word,
and before many days he drove into
town with his numbering farm wagon,
filled with the big piano, the handsome
pictures, and Aunt Dorinda's trunk
containing her "best clothes.''
The honeysuckles and Madeira vines
clustering about the old Barrymore
farm house were full of bloom, and tn
scented petals of tall cinnamon rosf
bush were dropping lightly on Beulal
nut brown curls, as they sat on
south porch with basket of yel
September peaches beside her. i,
Dick is so fond of peaches
cream, commented Beulah to ~
and sliced the ripe golden
He shall have them ever;
they last.
lust then the sound~s
was heard IN the lane.
What on earth is that R
In the wagon7 asked Mrs. Bar.
coming out on the poi just =. Z
wagon came into view. in S.s.<1sc -
out what It's Beuly2perin3fe-1 are
bettern mine air. IA bu
Beulah shaded hi xojath her
uands and looked again
lit looks like bi. aid,
doubtfully. /, ~
And SO ii was biz, with =
piano inside of it. Ths;s another~
box, asu filed with pssscrss;
trunk.
Richard drove up to the doo;.
I've brought you present, E
he cried gally. The piano and ?, $
we'll put in the parlor, and this
I'll just carry up to your room.
And calling Sim, the hired *
they carried it up at once. -
Beulah could only look her tina Ca
and then ran up stairs to bide,s
tears.
Half an hour later she came dancingi
down stairs, la ughing and crying to-
gether. =
Oh, Dick Oh; Aunt LaursFsss
cred Historically. There was
after all; and here It IS 1t
bosom Of Miss Durinda's 8
tween the lining and thf'f
thought would haps
! to ali r1,-, aYtsT oti5g Shut ur-o
trunk, and just happened to feel
in the bosom of her silk dress.
was one she had not worn for &
while.
1t proved to be genuine will, mat
three years ago, In St LOUIS, whe
Beulah and Miss Doriuda had spent
few weeks one summer.
This accounted for Lawyer Gree
having no knowledge OF it.
Beulah was reinstated in her
home, and Peter Fogg and his wi
after rsfunding the money paid tor i
piano and the other articles, wer
back 10 their farm, greatly chagriEe@,
at the unexpected turn of affairs.
l wish the pesky trunk had of burnt
up fore ever we went an sold 1t,
grumbed Peter.
In which unavailing wish Mrs. Peter
conceded with him.
Among the visitors who soon locked
to congratulate Beulah on her good
fortune was DR.. Clarence Virden but
much to his dlscomforture he was in
: formed that Miss Bittersweet was en-,
!; gagged. ~
And so she was IN more sense than
3 one.
For when the first October frosts
had crimgoneG the trailing ivy leaves
j and turned the sumac and sassairas
leaves to scarlet and gold, Beulah
Bittersweet was transformed into Mrs.
Richard Barrymore.