Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-05-31
NUMBER 22.

~ cCcsricccLzy n a decline that the
miilincr side Of the house will soon be
eliminated, the madam SO desolate and
the old house 50 empty-really, TIE af
fair adjusted itself, Seth Any goose
could have done a. much.
Liza was thinking about all OF this
herself. sitting there on the sunny side
gallery of the big house, where the La
marque roses clambered. Dren' modest
assC rtion that lis grandmother could
not do without him had made her smile
and-remember She was thinking OF
that morning, l2 months since it had
dawned. when she, trembling with nery.
ousness, had gone boldly into the mad
sm 's presence ard told her all there was
to tell her about Adrien's wife and
child. Al well. il had turned out all
right for every dy but Amy Chambliss
Poor Anyr'
Poor who!'
She had nCt known she had sighed
the words audibly. she had forgotten
all about Dren. Forgotten that he was
still standing there watching his hat
grow. " with his short legs planted far
apart. his tumbled yellow curls, softly
moved by the wind lat filtered through
the rose trellis, lying in shining mass
Us on his shoulders, a beautiful speci-
men Of the young arlstOcrlt whose pie
beian strain was strangely and merci.
fully hidden 50 far from sight
Adrien was not given To long silence
himself. and distinctly disapproyed Of
them in any one upon whom he was for
the time being dependent for his enter
tainment
MY grandmother says my father
used 20 ride 'StOnewall jackson, nod
ding toward the tailless. oyeless and
maneless hobbyhorse but he wasn't
called 'Stonewall jackson then. He
was called Tim Just plain Tim. My
grandmother says when the men stop
fighting and all Of her people come back
home she is going to make her carriage
driver break sure enough pony for me
mot wooden horse Her carriage driv.
er is Uncle Dolbear. only there ain
any horses here now
"You are fortunate boy, Dren
What would You do without your
grandmother" said Liza. placing the
hat crown softly Oh top Of the shining
yellow curls
What would my grandmother do
without met
"You insuiferable little egotlstH'
What is an e-a-what:' Then.
oblivious Of all chronological interests.
Il see your mother coming up the walk
What makes her puff 50; Ny grand
mother don't puff and get red IN tho
face when she walks fast.
Mrs. Martin was in truth waddling
toward them at pace fuller Of vIgor
than grace. She sent her errand few
feet in advance Of herself
Mamie says. for PHYS sake, come
up to the loomroom. Liza She's got
that leese III IA pertec mus, and IN
that green can Z help stralghten II out
Seth wants To put that warp III tie
loom when he comes IN tor his dinner
III swap work with You. "
Il am stitching on Dren's everlasting
hat This rough palmetto hurts your
rheumatic fingers Perhaps you can
help Mrs. Strong better -
What is she driving nc today: |
must blow little before help any
body"
She had seated herself and was 10
ening the strings to her calico sunbo,
net. Adrien watched her gTavely and
answered her question promptly.
she Is cutting up the parlor cur
tains, my grandmother Is. DO
Cutting up the parlur curtains;'
ITO make shirts for the soldiers.
Liza supplied this supplemental IN.
formation, while rolling the loose plait
into a coil
Not them yellow satin damisk cur.
tains, Liza
Yes -
why, that stuff cost SIS yard.
It's satin brocade II would alasted a
lifetime And them big, bare windows!
Your sympathies .ecm 10 be- with
the denuded windows, mother Mime 20
out to the men who will have to wear
the scratchy stiff things, with flowers
on them as big as washLowls.
"She might abegun on the mp stairs
moreen." Mrs Martin walled They
would al ell good enough
."All cut up into trousers-fearfully
and wonderfully cut garments they are
too. Look after Dren. mother Annabel
is asleep ana everybody else up to the
eyes in getting that box ready for I'm
Gle DolLear to take out TO sessumsport
tomorrow.
Whats going on at SessumsportF
Tomorrow liz the day the women
are to meet at the courthouse, you know,
to make up all those gorgeous shirts
Won't they make our soldiers look like
regiments Of marching suntiowers!'
"Ob Lawd. Liza Martin, you can
make joke out of everything As for
me, don I see where the ioke comes III "
lTo BIZ ConTiNUED.