The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1899-08-30

uScd To nave good times NJ your
house when | was girl. | never have
forgotten them"
Ia went through IN expressive pan
tomime behind her.
And pail fetch you ON Sunday aft
crnoon,' went on Mrs. GLADDEN.. "If
the snow don't stay ON, he'll fetch you
In Il buggy"
Afterward Mrs, GLADDEN. declared
that pa spent the happiest week of his
life getting ready for that couple TO
be reunited, Ii never struck his warm
and innocent heart that anything could
80 amiss. He piled up special wood
for the parlor; he lowered around the
two bedrooms he actually had his fin
ger In every pie and cake baked. He
went to the village store alone once or
twice and after the last visit wore nm
air of the deepest mystery.
Mrs. GLADDEN. stood this until the
hour of retiring.
"Asahcl!' she exclaimed, with
break In her voice. "Asahel, you new
cr hnd secret from me In all your
life, did your"
The rosy man looked AZ guilty as II
detected IN II crime He saw her kind
eyes, and his voice qunyered.
Never before" he whispered, "but
I'm SO afcnrd you can't hold this one
over Sunday mectln I'm bound not to
breathe IT,"
One dry sob brought him TO terms.
at air" he whispered. tlptoeing over
To her: ''lt air that | telegrnphed to
Devy To git here ON the Sunday after
noon express"
Mrs. Gladden's attitude toward the
world on Sunday morning was the
gossip Of the nclghborhood for weeks
She suddenly assumed m air of flu
neral dignity; would converse with no
one and stalked silently out after meet
Ing and climbed Into the sleigh trl.
umphantly.
You've done It," whispered her hus-
band, delighted. II didn't credit you
with IT,"
After dinner the parlor fire was
lighted, the table spread for company
ten, and In GLADDEN. wrapped himself
up to 20 for Angelina lie WAS 80 hap
by his wifc's heart trcmbled.
PA" she said, don't you set too
much store by II. Devah may have
other intentions. and Angelina may not
| agree,
"Don't you think IT," declared pa.
Angclinc are II hundred times prettler
than SHE war. Dcvy air n man; that
settles II all. Now do your part.
Leave Devy To me. Men understand
mem!
lie brought Angelinc and her vallscs
back In au hour Mrs. GLADDEN. re-
Jolccd In her womnnly beauty. She
kissed her as tcnderly ms IL she had
been n young girl when she helped her
in. Angclinc's face bcamcd.
"IIow nice you've made everything
for mel" she cried. Its like home
coming" Her face grew thoughtful.
"lt makes me think Of old times old
friends"
well, just settle down and make
yourself Mt home" said pm, coming In.
! II have TO be gone nm hour or two.
You and mn can have n good old talk"
| Awhile later he was stamping Off
| the falling snow on the platform Of
| the station. The express stopped, nm
unusual proceeding. A tall, brunzed
man allghted, and pa met him, so
eager he almost cried over him ns he
shook hands
Alas, alas. All pas 1nessc and sub
tie phrases were forgotten. Finally
he refined In Dolly. almost In sight of
the house.
'Ityy." he quavcrcd, II always felt
so sorrowful bout you IN Angelina
Portcrs break off. You war 80 happy
together when you was young. Dcvy.
I've got Angelina here. She air Wild
ow; she mir n finer woman II you could
see In days travel. 1t air the de
sire Of my heart 10 bring you two to-
gcther."
The man beside him grew pale and
gasped; then he wrung the mlttcned
hand.
Good Ma GLADDEN. came out TO the
sleigh. She, too, had forgotten her
part She had been crying and broke
down.
"Plcasc 'scusc Angelina" she said
brokcnly; "she's there In the pnrlor-
Don't you want to 90 In, Devah? |
guess you needn't be nfenrcd"
The tall man strobe past her. his
own eyes misty. The welded couple
left on the steps were not ashamed to
kiss each other with tears and smiles.
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