Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1895-07-27
LIZZIE'S ELOPEMENT
Liz, Lizzie :"

door facing above.
Lizzie Elizabeth ~ she Gale,
again, more sharply this time.
But still there was not reply, anc
she went back into the kitchen with q
vexed look, and began to beat Al
omlet for breakfast. The outer door
opened, and Deacon Blake came brisk
ly in from the garden.
Fine morning." he remarked, n
he looked cheerfully around. "lf thi
kind o weather continues there'll b,
plenty of Strawberries in day or two
Some of 'em are beginning TO turl
already. Breakfast is ready, Cassie.:'
NO" answered his wife, somewhat
petulantly land not likely to be thi
fifteen minutes. I've had all the worl
on my own hands this morning"
"Where's LIZ"
Not come down yet, and its near
ly o'clock. She's getting lazier ever,
day, and we allow her to have he
own way TO much"
Il s'pOse she's tired out with tn
frolic at Cynthy's last night. Let he
have what rest she needs
"She's had as much as IS good 70
her by this time, guess. Here, Pat
ty,' turning to small help, who wa
bustling about the kitchen, very mucl
in everybodys' way. "Run up stair
and wake her. She can be ready il
time for breakfast, and it so late to
day. Where's Tom"
Not back from the mill yet Tim,
he should be-" said the deacon, look
ing from the window.
Patty, in her zeal dashed up-stair
like small tornado.
They could hear her rafting the
door knob and calling:
Miss Lizzie Miss LII beth i, Iel
aunt says to git up. It's most
O'Clock, and breakfa most ready"
No answer came.
Then followed an Irregular drum
ming Oh the door, and Mrs. Blak,
with an ANXIOUS face turned to hel
husband.
Joseph, hope there's nothing the
matter with Liz. Why don't she an
swer?"
Patty came running down with big
eyes.
pleas m, can't wake her and tn,
doors boliedr'
Before Patty had concluded Mrs
Blake was half up stairs, followed b,
her husband. Lizzie he called. in
stentorian tones, which would hav,
awakened the soundest sleeper
"Then, after pausing for an answer
he said hurriedly.
Cassie. have you a key that vii
unlock this door No? Then run
down-quick.-and bring up M,
basket of tools
His hands trembled a little, as Will
the assistance of the tools he prie,
open the door-no difficult task, Il.
the lock was slight.
His wife stepped hastily within tn
room, and uttered an exclamation a
once of relief and alarm.
"She isn't here. The he'd hasn'
been slept in. Why, Joseph, sh
hasn't been home all night"
Mr.. Blake stared around blankl,
as he took oil his hat and wiped tn
drops from his brow.
Mebbe." he said-"mebbe She
stayed all night over to Cynthy's."
"Why shouldn't she, 1t isn't far
AID there was nothing TO keep her"
"Unless she was sick" he suggested
anxiously.
"In that case they'd have let u
know last night"
Mrs. Blake suddenly paused, AN
as suddenly sank into chair.
Joseph, hope-I hope it ism
that young man from the city-tha
Orville Parker, you know.
"Why, Cassandry, she'd never thin
Of such a thing
"She might. There's no KNOWN
what Liz would do when she's in on
OF her ireakish moods. Parker va
desperately attentive To her when h
first came here, but she didn't care |
have anything TO do with him, so h
went over to Elvira Jane. But lat,
" she seems to have been encoura;
ing him, Tom had pretty sharp tai
about il Sunday night, when Parkt
walked home with her from churcI
| took Toms side never coul
abide that stuck up city clerk
Liz got vexed, and said she'd MARI
whom she pleased. and 90 where 81
pleased, aud if we didn't want h,
here she could support herself in tn
city-for that Parker had told h
there were elegant young ladies
good families and education employe
in the stores there"