Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-05-09

Vs. 49, squire d gi C 4
sa beckoned to his SON to
lay down the uDlifte5
axe.
Mrs. Sedgick stood in the doorwav.
with fat, old-fashioned tumbler and a
glass towel in her hand.
Ellen, the dau Inter, paused in the act
of tying up an obstreperous young honey
suckle shoot; and old Grandsir Sedgick,
leaning on his staff, with his gray hairs
blowing in the fresh spring wind, look
ing not unlike one of the ancient D!u.ds.
''Why, father, we didn't know you d
care" said the squire. ats rcEety
old thing, anyhow"
"Well, som l a ric'iety old tbingv'
quavered the octogcuariau. But you
wouldn't go at me with an axe and a
mallet, would you2 l used to draw water
with that well sweep aforc l stood as
high as the curb"
"Well, well," soothingly uttered the
squire, ''if you've any feeliu' about it, it
shan't be touched! Only, serce the pipes
have been laid from the spring up on
Savin Hill, Eunice, she thought ~
II don't keer what Eunice thinks ~
said Grandsir Sedgick. "The pipes from
Savin Spring amt nothin' to me. I'd
ruthcr hev a glass o clear water from the
old well than all the springs in crea
ionI'
80 you shall, fathcr--so you shall T.
said Mrs. Sedgick, picking up the
knotted cane which the old man had
dropped, and tenderly guiding his foot
steps back to the cushioned chair on the
porch, which he had just left.
But Ellen tossed her much be- -crimpec
head.
''It's the only well sweep left in Ken
dal, ,"muttered she. "Horrid old fashioned
thingi Everybody calls our home the
place with the well sweep It's too
badI"
"Hush, dear!" said Mrs. Scdgicl1
"Grandsir's very old man, and he's
never got over the shock of Dora's run
1ing away"
Deaf though he was, the old mans
ear caught word here and there, when
it was least expected that he would. lie
looked quickly around.
"Dora," lie repeated-''little Dora
Ny son Adams daughter, with the black
eyes and the real Sedgick features |!
There amt but few things that | care
for left in this world, and Dora was one
of 'em. What have you done with
Adams orphen gal-eh, Eunicol The
gal that hadn't no one but me to lool
after her?'
A distressed look crept over Mrs.
Sedgick's kindly face. She hesitated
visibly.
''It wasn't our fault, father" said she.
"Dora was always a restless child, and
she somehow couldn't seem to be coa'
tented in this quiet place"
The old man SHOOK his leouinc whit,
head.
.I dunno nothin' about that" said
he. 'sAll l know is l miss little Dora,
and want her. lothian" turning alb
ruptly to his stalwart son, "whcrc's
D0ral"
"I don't know any more than you DC,
father" said the squire, leaning up
against the porch pillar, and saying to
wife in a lower tone:
what has set him OF thinkin' OF
Dora Just now2"
"Thinkin'l Amt I always thinkin'
of herm piped up the old man. "Adam's $
gal, that was left to us to take care of;
aud Adam was always the best of the
family! You nagged her, and you wor-
rited of her, and she was too hign-
sperilcl to stand it, and now she's gone,
an you say you don't know nothin'
about it. Eh"-and his voice grew
thriller-''that was what Cain said, mind
you, when the Lord asked him where
his brother wasl That's why set here
on the porch, where l can see half mile
down the read, to get sight of Adam s
gal, Dora, comm back where she be-
longs!"
The three lookers.o on glanced uz'
easily at each other.
Martin Sedgck, the son, flung his axe
emphatically on the ground.
'tGrandsir speaks the truth, " said he,
sThe house amt itself since Dora went
away"
And hc stalked gloomily down the
hill, 10 where his handsome four-year-
old colt was tied to the fence rail, await
rug its daily exercise around the square.
LuD4CG, Sd4d G1uAiS OSN5ASh W N~
wife that afternoon, Martin is getting
restless again. He wants to go West
Mrs. scdgick claspcd her hands ncrv'
ously.
'Martin-our only sonp she cried.
''Hc was Just beginning to be recon
cllcd to life on tie farm, whel DOIS
sent away" said the squire, deJectedly-
rAnd it was she that reconciled him.
Eunice-if We could get Dora back
agaiu2 It's as my old father says-she
was the luck of the house"
Mrs. Sedgick burst into tears.
s.It wasn't my fault, Jothaml she
,cId. 81 always liked the child, though
,ie wasn't no more like our folks than
corn flower is Ike a squash blossom.
But she AMI Ellen couldn't somehow
arree. Ellen always wanted Martin TO
r;arry Miss BrownIee, and she up one
DIV and accused Dora of settin' her cap
for Martin, and Dora couldn't stand that;
and when they appealed to me, Pm
afraid 1 didn't take Dora's part quite So
strong as might hcV done"
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