The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1897-12-24
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miles from Grandchester. 1t did no
lie in the direction affected by Grahu
chester merchants or Grandchestel
tradespeOple Here were no Goth''
mansions, no fair Italian villas, spring
ing like mushrooms from the soil
one year a confusion of lime ana nioi
tar tubs. stacked flooring boards, an.
rough hewn stone, and the next al
smiling amongtgeranium beds ana rip'
bon bordering, velvet lawns ana ne"
Implanted strawberries. None OF ,h'
commercial wealth of Granuches..i
Ihad found its way to Parminter. Inc
village WAS still village-a mere Gus
ter of laborers' cottages, two or th'e,
old homesteads. and half dozen sihail
dwellings of shabby genteel type
Among these last was Rose Cottage
a small square house, with plaster
walls, bright with greenery ana scar
let berries even in this winter season
A bow window below, rustic iat'ice
above. Just such n house as man
with considerable taste and inconsld
cradle income would choose Tor MINI
self. The small garden in front OF the
bow window was in admirable oiuei'
vet the place had deserted loon
somehow, Mr.. Leworthy thought, as
he rang the bell.
He rang once, twice. three times
with no more effect than If Rose COZ
tage had been a toy house lhhaolIeu
by Dutch dolls. This was asgraNat-
ing. There was a meadow on one sue
of the cottage, where half dozen
sheep were browsing contentediy' ne
vicar climbed the hurdle when dlVlueu
this pasture from Lawson Lane, anu
went around to the back OF the cot
tage Here there was small garden,
neatfully and tastely laid out, but there
was no more appearance OF human NE
at the hack of the house than in tEe
front.
Il suppose my gentleman comes
home at night and lets himself IN WIN
latch key" the vicar said to himself
He was climbing the hurdle on his
return TO the lane. when small GIRL
in very short skirt-a girl or llmlu
aspect. carrying a beer jug-dTopped
him a courtesy, and said;
please, sir. was it you a-ringing CT
that bell just now"
WAS it me?" CALCULATED the vicar,
impatiently. Yes, it was.
And, then, smiling on the small glri'
for he had a heart large enough LOT
ever so many parishes of children, lie
said:
II am not vexed with you, my dear;
am angry with Fate. Tell me all you
know about that cottage, and LII give
you half crown
The girl gasped. She had never pos
sessed a half crown. but she had an
idea it meant abundance. Her father
counted his wages by half crowns, and
there we're not many in a weeks wage.
please, sir, Mr.. Foy lived there with
his sister, but they've left,
"Oh, they've left, have they? When
lid they leave?"
Last Monday, sir and the lady was
very i'll, sir, and he took her away in
a cab"
And Mr.. Foy has not been back
since?"
mo. sir. He left for good, and lie
gave the key of the cottage to my
mother and the agent is to put mp
board next week, and the house is 10
be lot. 1t was took furnished, and Is
% be let furnished again
Did they live quite alone? Had
they no servant
mo, sir, no regular servant. Mother
Used to do the cleaning twice a week.
Mothers very sorry they be gone. They
was good to mother"
How long had they lived there?'
Nigh upon a year.
And the lady was Mr.. Foy's sister,"
Yes, sir
And now take me to your mother"
The girl looked wistfully at he jug.
IF you please, | was to fetch faith
er's beer, sir.
Il see And if you don't. father will
be angry"
Yes, sir"
Then you shall go; but first tell
me where your mother lives"
The child pointed down Lawson
Lane. Its the last cottage, sir"
"All right"
Just where the lane struggled off into
plowed fields and open country there
was a row of laborers' cottages, and in
the last of these Mr.. Leworthy found
a plaintive woman with child in her
arms. who owned to being the mother
of the small girl with the jug.
The vicar wasted no time in prelim-
inaries. He seated himself on an al
most bottomless chair, and with his
stout umbrella planted between his
knees. Intercepted the matron thus:
You used to work for Mr.. Foy and
his sister. What do you know about
them?"
only that they paid me honorable
for what work | did, sir. I'm bound
to up and say that. whoever asks
me-"
Good. Did they live happily to-
gether as-brother and sister,"
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