Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909, 1901-08-20

temples, exclaiming: ITS come! IT'S
come! l remember now-the large gar
den-the cross old mantle dead mother
the rosy-cheeked Ella I loved so well
That was my mother-my mother" in
terrupted Mary.
For moment Sally regarded her in
tently. and then catching her in her arms,
cried over her, calling her "her precious
child" and wondering she had never mo-
ticed how much she was like Ella.
And don't you remember the baby
JaneY asked Mrs. Campbell, who was
present.
"Perfectly-perfectly," answered Sally.
He died and you came in carriage, but
didn't cry-nobody cried but Mary
1t was in vain that Mary tried to ex-
plain to her that Mrs. Campbell was her
sister-once the baby Jane. Sally was
not to be convinced. To her Jane and
the little Alice were the same. There was
none Of her blood in Mrs. Campbell's 8
veins, ''or why" said she, ''did she leave
US so long in obscurity, me and my niece,
Mrs. George Moreland, Esq.,"
This was the title which she always
gave Mary when speaking of her, while
to Ella, who occasionally spent a week
in her sisters pleasant home, she gave
the name Of ''little cipher" as expressing
exactly her opinion of her. Nothing so
much excited Sally, or threw her into SO
violent a passion, as to have Ella call
her aunt.
''If wasn't her kin when wore a six
penny Calico" said she, 81 certainly am
not now that / dress in purple and fine
linen"
When Sally first went to Boston
George procured for her the best possi-
Bile medical advice, but her case was of
SO long standing that but little hope was
entertained of her entire recovery. Still,
everything was done for her that could
be done, and after time she became far
less boisterous than formerly, and some
times appeared perfectly rational for
days.
True to her promise, on Mary's twenty
first birthday, Mrs. Campbell made over
to her one-fourth of her property, and
Mary, remembering her intentions to-
ward William Bender, Immediately offer
ed him one-half of it. But he declined
| accepting it, saying that his profession
was sufficient to support both himself and
Jenny, for In few weeks Jenny, whose
father had returned from California, was
| coming and already a4neat little cottage,
| mile from the city, was being prepar-
| ed for her reception. Mary did not urge
| the matter, but many an article of fur
| niture more costly than William was able
| to purchase found its way into the cot
tage, which, with its oyerhanging vines,
climbing roses and profusion of flowers,
seemed just the home for Jenny Lincoln.
| And when the flowers were in full
| bloom, when the birds sang amid the
trees, and the summer sky was bright
| and blue, Jenny came to the cottage, a
| joyous, loving bride, believing her own
husband the best in the world, and won
dering if there was ever any one as hap
py as herself. And Jenny was very
happy. Blithe as bee, she fitted about
the house and garden, and if in the morn
ing a tear glistened in her laughing eyes
as William bade her adieu, it was quick
| ly dried, and all day long she busted her
self In her household matters, studying
some agreeable surprise for her husband
and trying for his sake to be very neat
and orderly.
There was no place which Ella loved
so well to@visit, or where she seemed sc
happy, as at the Cottage" and as she
was of but little use at home, she fire.
auently spent whole weeks with Jenny
becoming gradually more eheerful-more
like herself, but always insisting that she
/ should never be married.
The spring following Mary's remoya
! to Boston, Mrs. Mason came down to the
| city to live with her adopted daughter