The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1897-01-07

llit OIL NISIbIt per SUI was d NOllStI'
farther down the brook, who was dip
ping out water.
Suddenly there was another step
strong, swift and full of purpose. Sera-
rhina's eyes frightened; vivid color
rose into her cheeks.
There he comes now" she muir
INJURED. There comes George"
To her surprise and dismay, however,
the cavalier did not come up the hill.
but stayed his steps beside the other
woman below.
He is throwing his arms around
her neck" thought the indignant Ser
aphina He is-yes, he is actually
kissing herr But | don't care. Why
should care? I'm sure it dom matter
to me-
SeYaphina hurried the cows home and
finished the milking in less time than ii
had ever taken her before. She was
just carrying in the foaming pail when
tall figure approached.
"Seraphina!"
pray don't trouble yourself 70 speak
to me-" said Seraphina, with a toss OF
the head. "Or if you do, please call me
Miss Foxglove!'"
And Scraphina vanished through the
| kitchen door.
whats the matter, Phiny?" said hen
mother, notic.lg the girls quick move,
ments and heightened color.
Nothing, ma said Seraphina.
1t was getting toward nine o'clock
when there came knock at the door
Mrs. FoXglove opened it. There stood
the Widow Waterman.
Il hope I'm not intruding," said Mrs.
! Waterman. but here's the brown bonn.
bazine cloak Mr.. Foxglove, and, humbly
thanking you all the same, I'd rather
not wear it,
"Eh?" said Mr.. Foxglove. in amaze.
ment.
ut was very kind of you to give it tc
me-" went on Mrs. Waterman. to the ut.
| ter discontinue of the poor farmer.
but there's some things as human
flesh and blood can bear, and to have
Deacon Pullaby's son asking if he could
| not see me home when I came out of the
store. and Mr.. Ferdinand Puff saying
was | to be at the dance at Melinda Ed
wards on Tuesday night, and might he
call for me at eight o'cloclI-well, it's
rather upsetting. But the worst of il
all was when | went to get little wa.
ter at the brook. A young fellow seized
hold of me and was going to kiss me
| believe it's the brown cloak as done
it ALL" with a meaning glance at Ser
aphina FoXglove. $50. if you would
please take it back, I'll try and get
along with my old shawl a spell longer
And the roast chicken was very good.
sir, and that apple pie couldn't be
beat"
There was moments direfu silence.
and then Mrs. Waterman sidled out of
the room and betook herself once more
to the mysterious silence of the night.
"Well, / declared" said Mrs. Fox
glove.
"Ma, don't scold pa" said Seraphina,
halfway between laughing and crying
The farmer feebly rubbed his hands.
81 think I'll go to bed" said he.
And he went. Seraphina, running out
for 4 pitcher of water, the last thing
| belOfe shutting Ine mousse Tor the night
nearly stumbled against George Pater-
son.
Goodness me! what are you doing
here?" said Seraphina.
81 can't go home and sleep, Seraphina
while you are angry with me-" said the
poor young fellow, who was very des
perately in love. What have done ."
Nothing" she answered. Except
except that you can't blame me for
being jealous when I see you hugging
ard kissing the Widow Waterman"
at was the cloak, Seraphina - the
brown cloak that misled me- pleaded
George 81 thought it was you"
"Oh, it's ali very well to talk" said
SeraphinS.
Mrs. Foxglove thought Seraphina had
never before been so long in bringing
"A pitcher of water. TO George Pater-
son, however, the moments seemed
winged; but nevertheless he went home
II ioicing. Journal.
Wild horses are found in great num-
ters both in Asia, North and South