The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1904-10-07
VOL. XLIX--NO. A.

Good gracious. Is this the beauty"
thought |; and Caro-! fell back a step or
two.
Are you Miss Carn.ody2" she asked,
Il am" replied, holding out my
hand land let me welcome YOU" when,
turning from me, she gently pulled for
ward into the room the lovelicst little
child had ever bchcld in my life, with
large, soul-lit brown eyes and sunny hair
the exact color of our lost darling's.
This is Miss Ashbcll," said the maid;
land am to stay or 20 back, as YOU see
fit"
l looked at Carol. He INDUCED in
long under the breath whistle
Helen buried her face in the sofa cush-
ions and laughed Historically.
The child came forward, aud holding
ont her little hands, said, with a pretty
drawl.
"a am to love you, and You are to love
me. Aunt said So"
went on my knees on one side of her
and Helen went down on her knees on the
other, and we kissed her till her dimpled
checks gluwcd again (vuu see the house
had been SO lonely without our little sis.
teri. while Carol looked on with as
constituent, admiration and tenderness
blended i'll his handsome face, and Will
stole in with the only bud from my
fanr l,, I'll
stripped Gifts thorns, and put it in her
hand
Thank YOU, boy" she said. 81 will
have you for Il brother; and you, too"
looking with Il bright smile into Carols
face. There's an angel at home, in a
big picture, with hair and ewes like
yours"
Carol caught her up in mis- arms, and
away with her to mothers room. And
there she had no sooner said my papa
and mamma are both in heaven" than
mother burst out in blessed fit of weep
ing that left n rainbow behind it. And
from that moment the weight began to
ie lifted from her brain, and soon had
to resign my position as housekeeper, for
we had our mother back again as she
used to be of old-a little queter in her
ways, perhaps, but just as sweet, as kind,
as unseifish as ever.
And Carols picture of Miss Ashbell'
gained him place on the walls of the
academy that autumn; and Will, who
entered college last week, never ran away
from her again, but has ever since been
giving her roses freeded from thorns, as
lie did the first night she came among us,
bringing light and happiness-God bless
her,-to our sorrow-clouded house
And often think, looking at the two
heads (therc is only four years difference
in their ages bending over the same
book, that some day Will will tell her
the old, old story, and she will listen to
him with smile.
81 shouldn't wonder if you were right,
Brownie" said my husband-how |
laugh when think Of nv Jealous fears
about him once on a time-"vou almost
always are"
And aunt's speculation turned out
splendidly tshe is still living, hale old
woman of seventy-tive,) and she insisted
upon our accepting what she called
fathers share, and that share was no in
one.
And the seven,roomed house has grown
to a twelve-roomed one-Betty, bv the
by, has allowed her daughter to assist
her i'll the housework-and the twenty
i've by twenty-garden to a hundred by
hundred my corner Just filled with rose
bushes.
And everything has prospered with us,
and no lengthening shadows have fallen
Upon our path since that rosy June after
noon we so unwillingly opened the door
to let in the darling Who loved us, as we
owed her at first sight-sweet, brown
,ycd, golden-haired Miss Ashbell.-Waver-
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