News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1894-09-20


off like wild colt, and why, when !
did so. did he run after me through the
corn and potatoes and other vegetables
That crash in the melon patch went
to my heart. Perhaps Mr.. Summers
had hurt himself. How unwisely |
had actedl Still, there was NictOrine
to think of. However funny the race
between Mr.. Summers and myself may
have been, he had no less been false and
tickle to my beloved half sister, or even
if he had not Intentionally won her
heart it was won, and this was a fright
full state and condition of things. | was
growing quite as angry as ever, when
Aunt Emily stole into the room with
her big, fiat slippers in one hand and
her other hand in her apron pocket.
Shutting the door, she put her back
against 1t and drew forth a letter which
she then stepped forward and laid upon
the counterpart.
MARS Summers, he send yo' dis yah .
letter wild his compliments, an please, |
ma am, Miss Persis, yo' kin'ly anser |
it right off, and femme fetch it back |
soon as yo' is convenient, " she said.
Upon the letter was written: ~ Miss
Persis Carlton. In great haste and |
anxiety.
Pears like Mars Summers don feel
good dis mornin, " she added. Got a
kin er scratch onto his cheek, like de
cat claw him, and bruise jess dar,
whar de ha'r dom grow onto his frow-
head"
Dear me-" said well, give me-
an envelope and a pencil. 3"
Emily supplied my wants. and l
wrote across the letter, Returned I'M
opened, " and inclosing it in the fresh
envelope and addressing it said, Take
that to Mr.. Summers.
Emily stared at me in amazement.
"Miss Persis know jess what she do
In? Amt made no mistaken" she
queried.
mo-" I replied. "It's all right,
Emily"
"Guess Miss Persis dom know she
wrop up her letter fore she read it.,
Emily demonstrated.
"Yes, know" said. "Now, take
it to the gentleman at once, and don't
tell Miss Victorine anything about it. "
"Dess what Mars Summers say"
laid Emily. mot menshun bout dat
sar letter to Miss Vict'rine. Glib it to
yo' when yo' wus all alone, he say"
Then she shook her head and looked at
the letter. " Pears like letters wus
ayin round dis mornin," she said.
"What do you mean?" l asked.
"No matter. knows my place. I've
got no right to jaw" said Emily.
"Only when dar is one sekert in a
fam 'ly, dar is APP to be two," then she
departed.
When l went down to breakfast, I
found sister Victorine in very curious
mood. She persisted in looking away
from me.
Nothing could induce her to meet my
eye. Moreover, it was one Of her fan
cies to dress to match her feelings.
Lately she had worn a variety of gay
l morning gowns of pretty lace ruffles,
/ 1 ksaasa ribbons had set off her black hair
- shswy pins and combs of gold and
! eaSal. This morning she was attired
> a sognber iron gray, and her hair was
! saazmplsas, fiat upon her forehead and
b twisted low in the back of her neck.
shc locked sad beyond expression.
. Ny first thought was that she had
l laeassa of my last nights adventure,
y but if SO she was not angry with me.
Bhe spoke to me in the gentlest manner,
r Ia low tones as though l were i'll. She
v had ordered dish of which I was es-
q pecially fond to be prepared. If she
l. had been guilty of some terrible crime
" against me for which she wished tc
70 atone. though she could not hope to be
yRydoned, her manner could scarcely
have been different. After breakfast as
passed Though the kitchen, Aunt Elm
lily sat ON low chair, with her elbows
en- hey knees and her chin in her hand
staring at nothing.
And what is the matter with you
Emily" 1 asked.
as dess steddyin what de matte
wild my ladies'" Emily replied. mis-
Wet 'rine don pay no 'tention to he
twllite an pull down her mouff till sh
make a fiddle face an look like de
goin to be fewnel in de fam y, a
Miss Persis, plain to see she been a-weeI
in an a-wailin tell her eyes is red, a
, breaktiss come out mos de same as
go in, an letters goes flynn roun. Rech
on de world mus be comm to an END
and Mars Gabriel gwine to blow his las
lc- trumpet"
N, "Not quite SO bad as that, EMILY,
a I said.
Him." grunted the old woman
vn "even de gyarden opset. All de Vege
on bles tromp down, an tracks like mul
been drove through 'em, an de fol
So Anes' cantelopes an de ripes' watermi
ell lion smash fat, an tall hat squaS
lid fiat, too, long side of UNI. Kiner curl
red whose dat hat, Miss Persist"
I shook my head.
sat ashore as 1 ive," Emily muttere
ere gushing back her headkerchief-som
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