Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-09-06
F.. seems 10 me pretty fair o.

old farmer, cheerfully.
81 don't know much about house
work, went on Carry.
"My woman'll teach you," said the
farmer. Shed be doing it herself if
1t wasn't for the rheumatism in her
back And you look like one who
would be qnicS and handy to learn"
And / know all about her." said
Mrs Pell. land tell you, Mr.. Jessup,
she's a good, trustworthy girl as ever
lived"
Il could jedge as much as that by
her looks" said Mr. Jessup, shrewdly.
SO Carry Bolton steere1 her little life
| bark into this new current.
She had not been n week at Jessup
farm before she wrote home to her
mother:
DEAR II THEIR; l an the happest grl in
the world. THIS IS a lovely pilco-all apple
orchards and meadows kuoe-deep n red cover
| and timothy grass. / help 70 i-illg he cows
| every night, ami the lambs aad chic sens know
me alreadv Mrs, Jossup is the kiadest old
lady you ever know; all.she is afta.d Of il that
| shall DO too much. FranI-;hat IS her nephew
who lives here. aal h lips Mr. Jcssup with The
farm-brings in al the wood AM water. and Is
alwats asking what be cln q 10 help me ]
suppose / ought not 20 call him Frank but
everyone else does. and so II seems natural
| All that trou les me, mother IS being separated
! r. IA you. ana | have such delightful plan II
was Frank that 1rst thought q Il, an1 nr ana
| Mr. Jessup do not object There is one wiag
! Of the old farmhouse that IS only used for
store .piae c-two delightful rooms. with great
fireplace big enough for a whole colony. and
windows looking out on the river They are
| little out q repair 10 be re. hut ! can easily
I auaHHN Nf-sH i -
help, ana you are 10 come and live there. And
an the rent Mrs Jessup w.ll accept Is little
drtssma ing now ana tIcn, such as you are
handy with, Tor her poor old lrgcr1aiu's are
an siifcnei with rheum itism. and she cannot
hold o needle And you eaa go into the city
with your cnbroi ier9 every week or two-the
fare Is not so yer. much-aud you can breathe
in the srncl OF the uew-m0wn hay, and gather
wild flowers and sweetbrier and oh, mother
darling We shall be so happy
Mrs. Bolton read the letter through
tears of delight
at will be like lIeavenl" she said u
herself "Aiy dear, thoughtful child
But wonder who this Frank is?
wonder whether she knows how often
her thought and her pen turn to him.
lie must be good il he is with these
kind people"
She went out to the old farm. Carry
met her nj the station in a wagon, with
handsome, sun-burned young man
holding the reins.
This is Frank Jessup, mother!'' said
she, with a radiant face.
The two rooms were in perfect order.
A bunch of roses stood on the bureau
and summer evening though it was
fire of logs burned within the deep
smoke lackened chasms of the ancient
chimney, casting red reflections on the
newly-papered walls 'for fear il
should be damp, said Carry.
And the first real home feeling which
they had known for years came, lilz
the brooding wings Of a dove, over the
hearts of mother aud daughter, as they
sat side by side on the doorstep, under
the green apple boughs, and the sound
of brook gurgling along beneath the
willows beyond. $500
~ ~ a-g's~
The blaclberrics on the hedge were
ripeuing; the roses had blown away.
drifts OF pink and the early apples were
beginning to CLEAN like spheres Of gola
through the leaves, when Carry cam
into the wing room, one evening. with
pale face.
Mother" said she, Il must 90 away
from here. You must go with met
Carry
Prank Jessup has asked rne to be hi
wife"
Il thought he would. Carry, knew
that he loved you" said Mrs Bolton
with innocent pride, And no won
der!'
II told him about the lace handlSer-
chief, mother-the handkerchief that
they accused me of stealing whispered
the girl
what did he say, Carry?"
''Ile said he did not care-he wanted
me all the same"
"And you2"
Mother, told him never could let
the cloud which has darkened my own
life overshadow his
"But, Garry, If he loves you"
"All the more reason that ! should
save him this humiliation" said the
girl
And when Mrs Bolton looked at her
set face, she knew that all remon.
STRANGE was in vain.
1--WE must go away" said Carry. at
will be like tearing the heart out o.
my breast; but there is only one thing
to do" And she burst into sobs and
tears on her mothers shoulder.
"Hushl" said Mrs. Belton-"hush.
my darlingl Some one is coming up
the walk. II is woman with a red
shawl and green parasol and an ecru
dress trimmed with garnet bands.
Why. Garry, it is Mrs. Pell, our old
landlady!'
'Yes, it's me" said the landlady OF
Judith street tenement-house How
de do2 Surprised to see me, amt We?
Well, if this ere amt a pretty place!
But sort o felt as II had to come
Muller's shopwallSer, he was 70 the
house yesterday. The firm sent him
They're short o hands. and they want
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