The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-08-09

The next day quite 2 bundle OF woe1
o.,,. down from the ''St. James"
lace tls and fichu, some dainty ilsie,
thraad h,ysa and silk underwear, and
until the hoael closed Louise Always
had work Of that kind on hand. More
over. as one after another the visitors
began packing trunks for a northern
flight, pretty boxes Of confectionery
were slowed away among their belong
| ings. ,
Spril came, and the vast hotel was
silent once more; only six weeks long
err and the college would close, ana
most of Louise's merry and ooylsn pat
rons would be gone. Even now ~ was
growing so warm that .'sweeties" were
not SO much desired. She had time Tor
her Garden and household work, time
also for making a few friends and
among them Mrs Singleton, matron OF
the college. Many a pleasant after
noon did she and Efie spend in that
lady's sunny parlor; andit was lit
lie odd. that as often as not Prof. Allen
would come in with Fred about five
o'clock, and all four would walk down
to the Up. and d. Establishment" to-
pether. Later on he brought Mrs.
Singleton for an evening call, ana
noting the brave and quiet simplicity
in, which Louise lived lost his heart
more and more surely. W
When July came, with its heat and
heavy rainfall, Louise lost all her
roses. Miss Beesley had gone to the
Adirondacks month before, and
now letter came from her saving, SO
kindly: Dear child, / need you; come
and spend tho summer with me and we
will do each other good"
How Louise longed to go! Mrs. Sim
rleton's advice was to the point: Now
| lust YOU go Don't worry about Fred
one mite; I'll board him, and welcome,
| for, the company and help he'll be-"
| And SO in short time Louise and her
merry little sister were gone. Prof.
Allen spent rather doleful summer;
there seemed to be other things be-
sides his socks that needed patching
and darning"-his heart, for instance.
! and his temper; and he learned, TO his
great surprise, how empty ones world
may be when only one small person is
out of It,
Among the cool and quiet hills Louise
gained strength and spirits rapidly.
| and spent long, cool mornings prepar-
ing and crystallizing fruit for her win
ter trade, strengthened and cheered
by Miss Beesley's kindly, practical
common sense A
..Child, said the latter one day, sud-
denly coming out of a brown study
II believe when you go back III spend
| the winter with you. You've no idea
how lonesome it was last year, es-
pecially when the lumbago got SO bad;
and if won't be In the way"
A soft hand was laid over her mouth
Just here, and sweet, glad voice
called out:
You'll just make the way all bright
and shining and clear If you are in it.
Oh, dear Miss Beesley! do GOMEZ" And
so it was settled.
"And you won't mind fifty pounds
extra baggage, will you?' said the lit
tie old maid, when it happens to be
the best Vermont maple sugar? The
nuts will be along about Christmas.
Two weeks later and the party were
safely domiciled at Woodbridge.
Among the first to call was Prof. AL
len.
"Any kin to the Aliens, OF Ports
mouth?" queried Miss Beesley.
my grandparents live there" said
the professor, smiling indulgently.
"Was your fathers name Jeremiah,
and is yours Thomas?" questioned Miss
Beesley, with as much directness as a
census taker. &8
Exactly" said the professor, now
thoroughly interested.
well, it beats my time!" said Miss
Beesley, fairly gasping. when l was
a girl, your fathers back yard in Ports
mouth joined ours; and many's the
time I've seen you, sir, barefooted, and
with your face molasses from ear to
earl"
And l haven't lost my taste for
sweet things yet said the professor,
with meaning look at Louise. do
please, Miss Hunter, start up the candy
factory SION. / haven't had even a
passable chocolate cream since last
winter"
Well, the factory" soon began
operations, and the details of year
before were repeated, with several
pleasing variations.
l am not writing a love story, only a
practical paper for girls; but perhaps
you will care to know that one gray
December day, when the evening
shadows were falling, Louise drew a
hassock to Miss Beesley's fset, and
hiding her face against the friendly
arm. whispered a precious secret. And