The suburban citizen., 1901-09-07

you've plimmcd since then. do
fancy you'd not sand much of
snocl; now But you need not be
netting Dan Legg any more; he's been
dead these many years"
The silence lay heavy between them,
until he suddenly turned suspicious:
Where was you when dowsed
Dan? I can only mind of Ioocy being
by. Where was you to;'
II was in the bakehouse. stripping
feathers. 'Tis so long ago you for
get"
This remark was proyidential in
suggesting a now train Of thought
You ana your feathers, Martial
I couldn't bide in house when you
was bakm' Of them. Tell about
Switches! I aim l smell Of 'em now"
She laughed Il softer laugh than
Martha had ever been guilty Of
Martha, the terrible tidy woman; So
called. more in evaporation than adj
mlratlon. by the victims of her rabid
cleanliness Martha, who wac too
"ucar" AMI saving to pay her sisters
fare across.
They were nov thoroughly warmed
to their subject, and both revelled in
Il quaint AMI hcmcly speech that
would have astc&lshcd the clerks out
side.
Timothy Curt required the mlnut.
est particulars Cf PEOPLE whom ulsil
then he had totally forgotten, and he
was marvelously surprised to find
50 many &C item Ccal. 1t was like
turning over q full page to encounter
4 blank
owe be rott'r' along Tim; gcttil
woldish with -evcr chick nor child
to comfort us, 1t 10 zirl n pity, too
-.f you'd Il married LII
lie silclceG hc" abTulty, al1 again
tho golder-halrcd vision swcDt crcsh
across his fancy.
"It Is t. he hcNod" he caid, not
vithort latent jealousy, "that Loocy's
children favor her That Mcech was
always c. Grmblcdcre cr naa-not
rct what he'd a-doue 70: you right
cDou. L."
he had no intention Of being rude,
but n the old days Martha had never
minced matters, ard he saw 10 rca-
son to mircc them now.
They arc linowledgeable," she an
swered modestly, "and the eldest grl
is like what I.oocy used to be, so they
tell me. Tho buCys wur a bit wild
as lads"
Tim Burt assumed an almost pa
rental disp!casure.
mo management about the father" >"
he said. ia have hided them prop
er. l never could bear bad idle
buoys."
"And yet can mind Of some bad
buoys caught stealing apples in
SQUIRE Thorn'9 orchard Tom-fair-
maids, tucy werc-beauties"
Tim Burt actually laughed.
and l was the only one caught.
The bailiE hlded me for the lot But
you are right about the TOm-falr-
maids, they were worth hiding"
Tim. she said, and her voice
grew more earnest: Tim, do you
never banker after the old place"
81 have 10 time Tor such fancies,
or 1 might
His apathy stirred her into pas
siCnate speech.
81 couldn't blde quiet but FOR the
| homo of saving enough to carry me
back. Oh! when l do think Of all thC
miles-the weary miles l 'zim as il
cane be true. Sometimes in the
work room see the old hom'
so plain as can be! l smell
the gilly-nowers until I'm sick Will
longing. Your house was too back
sunded to have them so early as W.
-turrible backsunded your gardei
was, but the sun would wake NJ
mornings before even the wood-plg
cons were calling in cOpse. Can't yo'
hear them calling: Go to school, yo'
fool you foolT And then we'd NEE
you down the knap, where the mai
lived who was hagrod. Don't yo'
mind of the beautiful fresh smell o
the earth, at the autumn plowing
and can't you see the hedges all afr
with red leaves and burries:
You have changed" he said Won
dcrlngly. II never thought you care
trump 60. such idle fancies. Now
Loocy-'
IT'S being away" she interrupte
hurrledly, "and upon times 1t is lik
hunger that nothing will stay. on
day in the gardens l heard suddeI
like the lapNnS OF water just a
the sea would lap in summer, upo
the pebOle-ridge Of the cove. IN
leaping Of my heart nearly stoppe
Il; but when l looked there was onl
foolish little duck squawketing
a puddle"
She was terribly in earnest thel
and unsympathetlc. Timothy Bul
even felt a thrill of something lie
pity, but she he'd almost forgotte
him. for the still waters running
deep and so silently for years had
last tumultously overaowed.
81 do fear sometimes that l ma
, be strook for death before I've tin
TO get home. Oh, to die and be Du
! ried there! l shall never bide qui