Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-11-07

long ago, -, hanceS OF happiness
love- as0, Violet you were my first
she o., you love ne still, Clarence ~
ing to q st.. me blaegray eyes soften
"Do strangely tender brightness.
tell yo,, uIeathe a. exist still1 /
centnrv violet my heart is like the
Once-and i ~ ,, which only blossoms
shine 90 80 poisoning is In the SUM-
sho VI your love alone
c, sne was silent--loveller than ever
indec,. se thought, in the momentary
name. the shy hesitation of her
trees as she stood under the old
hs, ms a gold-tinted leaf drifting down
trsm,' %na there around her, and her
e eremulous hands cl,sned to hid. their
WIS w. as Tar as might be.
love me-, 'en ns 'nn' '0u
M we you, Clarencew
anew for = Garden of Eden created
ans ~, every happy pair of lovers
Clarence and Violet stood in
Paradise nowl
ou1' Clarence" resumed Violet.
a ~nen tne first all-absorbed words and
80 n'es OF their new happiness had
49,, Aehanged, 81 don't comprehend
.nis at all. How did you come here?
me?" AN""
l uld not know where to find you.
1oie'' Chance has been my friend
mere and as for my Opportune appear
ance on the scene, 1t is very easily ac-
counted for. l have been called to
Jake charge Of the parish of Millham-
bury"
Clarence, you are not the new min
ister?"
But l am the new minister"
His name Is John Smith,"
beg your pardon mia amima-
1t Is John Clarence Smith"
And Vlolet's surprise was sufficient
~ amusing to the resrend gentleman
at her side.
Old Mrs. Bezabel Marsh and her
TWO elderly, hard-faored daughters,
hao got the parsonag all ready, even
10 lighting the eveng lamps on the
study-table, and pohg the clear an
thrac1te fire that bu1ed In the dining
room CRATE.
Miss Mehetable i'd turned the
tumbler OF crimson urrant jelly into
us cut-glasS dish, nd disposed the
green sprigs of pa1ley to the most
striking effect rount the thinly-cut
slices of boiled togue, while Miss
Sarah made a Leanig Tower Of Pisa
OF the buttermilk bicuits, and whisk
90 the flies away frol the sugar-basin.
In readiness for tn, expected guest,
ana like the hero d song. "still he
came notv
The kittle's boilh', and the teas
III STEPPED said Mrs. Marsh, as she
vat IN the big rocking chair In front
3ilth ftreseeey I'm @nissd II he don't
He'll be here presently now" said
diss Mehetable, loosening her curls
rom their combining papers. "Oh, mai
wonder II he'll be pleased with what
we've doner'
He can't help It," said Mrs. Marsh.
nentally congratulating herself on her
ouble chances of being the minister's
But the words were
ct on her lips and the triumphant re-
lectons yet in her mind, when a
mock came softly to the door, and
diriam Blake entered, rosy with her
ong walk through the frosty autumn
Wright.
Have you heard the newsY" asked
diriam. Il thought I'd come over and
ell you. The new minister has come"
"sakes alive" calculated Mrs.
darsh.
Il don't b'lieve IT," said Mehetable.
"Oh, but he has for I've seen him.
Md you needn't stay here any longer,
or he has concluded to remain at our
louise tonight"
Mrs. Marsh and her daughters both
tared.
What an airth does 1t all mean ?"
demanded the elder lady.
III tell you very, very great Sc
ret cried the delighted Miriam.
He's an old beau of Aunt Violet's,
nd the engagement has beer renewed.
nd my dear little blue-eyed aunt is
o be the minister's wife the very next
month that ever dawn upon usu
Land o Goshenr cried Mrs. Marsh.
well | neverw said Miss Sarah.
Il shouldn't think" venomously com.
nented Miss Mehetable, that he'd
want to marry an old maid"
There are more old maids than one
n the world observed Miriam. phil
'sophically. $50 if you'll kindly lock