The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-06-04
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through it, and Aunt Eliza gave an
extra thump to the bread she had just
been kneeding. Here Polly has re-
fused to marry Squire Jones, a good
young man, with quite fortune, too.
She must be waiting for prince"
You're Yankee for guessing" said
Polly, laughing heartily as she came
into the room just In time n hear the
last remark. Poor auntie, it's shame
you cannot be rid of your troublesome
NIECE" and she threw her arms around
Aunt ELIAS neck.
why, I don't want to be rid OF you,
Polly, my child" said Aunt Eliza, but
it is not natural for young girl like
you to want to settle down into spin
ster. You ought to be married and
have family Of your own to care for
you in your old age"
Polly gave her mischievous look.
II used to think" her aunt went on,
that you cared for George Wylie, but
when he went away three months ago I
saw that you did not, and was glad.
He never could have taken care OF you
with the pay he earned"
Polly made no answer, but taking up
a book dropped into a chair by the
window. She had not been brought up
in the village. Her father and mother
dying while she was quite young, left
her to the care Of her only living rela-
tive, her mothers sister. So Aunt
Eliza took Polly to her heart and cared
for her as her own.
Polly had returned her affection, and
never until now had she crossed her
aunt in anything. She thought OF all
given her, and her heart smote her
when she saw the sober look on Aunt
Eliza's face.
Turning her head she glanced out of
the window just in time to see short,
dusty figure coming slowly up the
walk. She turned to her aunt with a
merry laugh.
"Auntie," she said, here comes old
Mrs. Wren. think l had better 60
down to Mrs. Peters and get the dress
pattern she is cutting for you," and
she disappeared through the back door.
Aunt Eliza frowned She knew we'll
enough what Mrs. Wren's errand was.
The door opened and in came the old
woman, bringing a cloud of dust with
her.
Good mornin', Mis- Wright" she
said. was jest goin' by and thought
would drop in mint. IIow's your
health?"
Il am pretty we'll, thank you," said
Aunt Eliza.
Folks say" the old woman began,
that Polly refused to marry Squire
JONES'. and that she's broken hearted
because George Wylie threw her over
and ran away" r,o
Its no such thing" and Aunt Eliza
turned an angry face to her visitor.
"Oh, l was only repatin' what people
say, and it looks kind O. funny, her re-
fusin' Squire Jones and all his money.
It's most as good match as NV AL
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an flounced through the door.
Aunt Eliza was angry, but when
Polly came home an hour afterward
she found unite a peacef,l old lady sit.
ting NV tba window sowing
"uar, 10 yo~r nottorn Ann, p,i,o -
f1eie 40 soui pa''eih H. aunt Eii.a'
sne saiu' lnio"ins paeAaee into ner
aunts lap, But there are some ex-
plantations to make
While she was standing by her aunt,
explaining the why's and wherefores,
the door opened softly and before she
could turn ronnd che wac cl,sred c,o,o
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iooheu up w see Fo'ly III tne enlpfaee
OF George Wylie.
What does this mean?" she de-
manded.
You must forgive Polly and me
for a little deception, but the fact is
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