Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1893-12-28

We're arranged with greater care, the
chicken was broiled more daintily, and
the biscTit took on a more delicate
OF course sne was too modest and prop
er to enter it except occasionally with
neighbors who called upon the unfor-
tunato minister.
Mrs. Tabitha Topp, neighbor and q
great believer in tho law of compensa-
tion, .nado Sabina blush herself nearly
to death by saying: ''Well, Sabina, tho
Lord took the minister's foot, but he'll
be sure to give him something in place of
it. You've been good enough to let him
have the little parlor you don't even
open for most folks, and maybe you'll
get your pay in some mannGA you're not
expecting" Sabina pretended not to be
thinking about pay, but she was already
thinking about possibilities.
Well, there's no situation in lifc but
changes sooner or later. David Ware,
minister, could not lie forever in tha'
little parlor being waited on, and Sabina
Wilkins could not go on forever broiling
chickens and arranging sweet flowers
for strange man.
David was at last able to limp out to
the porch, where he caught Miss Sabina
sitting under the vines. The nurse was
down in the village; Rex was asleep on
the doormat. Sabina blushed like girl
of is and was afraid to sit with the minis
ter for fear neighbor might come and
catch her. She was afraid to get up and
leave for &ear she would be losing an
opportunity, and q woman at 40 can't
afford to be reckless.
David rocked; Sabina rocked. Then
he said, Pleasant evening, Miss Will
kins" 5s
tYes, very" she answered.
David rocked; Sabina rocked. Then
he said: "Sweet little home for you here,
Miss Wilkins. Suppose you never get
lonely, do you?"
Eyes, very," she answered him. II
announced to him that here was a ten
der, loving woman robbed by some bro
ken law of the love and sympathy to
which she was entitled. Modest and re-
fined as David was, he was suddenly
moved to an outbrrst of admiration that
filled the very air about Sabina with
music and light and fragrance. Miss
Sabina," he said, II think you're the
sweetest woman ever saw. Why don't
you get married?'
Poor little Sabina felt for her salts bot
tie. She had never been attacked that
way about marrying! And she never
dreamed that love and courtship could
be condensed or reduced to one sentence.
Recovering herself, after prolonged
quiver Of joyous surprise, she came back
at David facetiously: "Mr. Ware,
think you are the incest man ever saw.
Why don't you get married."
because can't find woman with
my name in her hand, Miss Sabina."
ooh, my! What do you mean, Mr..
Ware?"
"Don't you know, Miss Sabina, some
palmistry philosophers claim that every
woman's baud has mans initial in it?'
"Do tellv' gasped Sabina, with eyes
afare and palms instantly upturned,
while bushes chased with burning hope
over her cheeks and throat. would
you mind my looking at your hand,
Miss SabinaP David asked, constituting
favorably her excitement. Sabina ex.
tended her hand. David examined il
closely, looked up into her eyes, then
spelled slowly, "W-a-r-e! There it isu
Sabina gasped, held her salts bottle to
her nose, having jerked her hand from
him with coouettish way that sai1.