Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1901-08-15

| temples, exclaiming: Its come! It's
come! l remember now-the large gar
den-the cross old man-the dead mother
the rosy-cheeked Ella ! loved so we'll
| -"
That was my mother-my mother" in
terrupted Mary.
| For a 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 no
ticed how much she was like Ella
And don't you remember the baby
Jane:' 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 bnby 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
veins. cor why" said she, did she leave
us so long in obscurty, 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 80
violent passion, as to have ella call
her aunt.
IF wasn't her kin when l wore a six
penny Calico" said she, II certainly am
not now that dress in purple aud fine
linen"
When Sally first went to Boston
George procured for her the best posi-
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
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
JeIlIly, lOT Ill u Lew VEINS bCuuys NAo'N
father had returned from California, was
coming and already neat little cottage,
a 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 overhanging 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,
joyous, loving bride, believing her own
husband the best in the world. and Won
dering ii there was ever any one as hap
by a. herself. And Jenny was very
happy. Blithe as bee. she fitted about
the house and garden. and If in the morn
ing tear glistened in her laughing eyes
as William babe 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 we'll to visit, or where she seemed so
happy, us at Cne COtlukc, uuu 10 SAS
was of but little use at home, she fire.
quentlv spent whole weeks with jenny.
becoming gradually more cheerful-more
like herself, but always insisting that she
should never be married.
The spring following Mary's removal
to Boston. Mrs. Mason came down to the
city to live with her adopted daughter,
greatly to the delight of Aunt Martha,
whose home was lonelier than it was
wont to be, for George was gone, and
Ida, too had recently been married to
Mr.. Elwood and removed to Lexington,
XIV.
And now glance at Chicopee. and our
story ia done. Mr.. Lincoln's California
adventure had been successful one, and
not long after his return he received from
George MOreland conveyance of the
farm, which, under Mr.. Parker's eff
cient management, was in high state of
cultivation. Among the inmates of the
poorhouse but few changes have taken
place. Miss Grundy, who continues at
the helm, has grown somewhat older and
crosser, while Uncle Peter labors indus
triously at new fiddle. the gift Of Mary.
who is still remembered with much at
fectien.
Lydia Knight, now young lady OF
sixteen. ia a pupil at Mount Holyoke.
and Mrs. Perkins, after wondering and
wondering where the money came from.
has finally concluded that ''some of
GEORGES folks must have sent it!''