The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1898-12-02

AoE eEeH dreamed OF lG. ana CheY walked
home arm in arm, for she trembIed 40 abe
had need of his support. When they were
once more in the house, he united
her bonnet and seated her in the
great arm chair; and he knelt beside her
and put his arms about her for the first
time. at seems to me, he said, .tsas II
had come home from a long Journey -
''He kissed her," said the little maid.
in telling what she knew to this and the
other of the villagers, who one and all,
with the exception of the minister, who
had had conversation with Mr. Derlar.
condem ed the action of their townswo.
man, ~ seen 'em!" Which indeed she
had done through the crack of the door,
II didn't notice as she kissed him back,
though" And then, after MIR Derlar had
gone to meeting with his wife,-she ap-
pearing out in an exceedingly pretty tot
let,-except that some one else had to
trim the village bonnets, things went on
much as they had gone before.
II don't know who In the worlds 60
ing to make my bonnets," sighed Mrs
Shepherd, the fine lady of the village.
perhaps I CAM" said Mary Purcell.
II wouldn't wonder If she'd show me
how. always thought could"
"She had TOUCH" sighed Mrs Shep-
herd again. "She made q real French
bonnet"
"And now she's married real French.
man." said Miss Cairnes.
~ don't see why she couldn't have
stayed content as she was," said Mrs
Shepherd, gathering more energy. 1.-THE
idea of her marrying foreigner, and no
one knowing anything about him. He
may have a wife in every quarter of the
globe for all she can tell.''
II guess not" said Mrs Cairnes. s'The
minister wouldn't have married them il
it hadn't been perfectly regular,
"And then, somehow, most always.
you can tel,' said Miss Purcell, perhaps
because she herself had not been able to
tell.
II always approved" said Mrs Shep-
herd, ''that she-she lived on the mem
DRY you know"
"Of Henry Waterman? Dear me, Miry,
you are so sentimentall''
81 don't know what there is sentiment
al In remembering the time when Henry
Waterman just lived and breathed for
her."
II don't Think" said Miss Purcell. 81
mean-I do think" her delicate face
growing delicate pink, ST mean"
THAT you're putting it too strong, Mi.
ry. He lived and breathed for her until
ne found some one he thought had more
money. For twas before old Mrs B cas-.
ley left her that house, and no one
thought of Mrs Beasley leaving her any
thing, she being nothing but half
grand-aunt by marriage
"But she cared for him then.o
I'll think she did, said Miss Purcell.
the pink deeper and deeper.
well, now, Just about how much p,
said Miss Cairnes. II was In a position
TO know, my brother-in-law being her
mothers cousin once removed, and its
my opinion she might have cared, and
then again she mightn't. Henry's habits
were peculiar. He was drinking consid-
erably, --he had regular bats. Won
knoW-and he was playing cards--for
money J And now she thought she was
fond Of him, and now she Just pitied him,
and now she felt she must be the REFORM
ing OF him, and now she had fit OF dis
pising herself for caring for that sort Of
fellow. Her own mother told me. the
very year she died. And the old LADY
felt it was Providence for the girl when
ne left her in the lurch without word
and married Ponsonby woman over in
Railway, and hasn't ever been near the
place since. And they do say the Pom
sonby woman died broken-hearted for
ne ran through the property and cleared
out away down South somewhere, and
Mark Byers came across him once. and
said ne hadn't q cent to his name.', !,
Poor fellow Z said Miss Purcell. tim
ldly Il don't believe =
Poor fellow, indeed The fancy of
wasting your pity on that sort!o
= II it's true, !" said Mrs Shepherd, the
needs the pity all the more.o
He was inst the one to make the