Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1907-07-17

You don't say" exclaimed his
wife "A fever? Well. | don't know
as it Is to be wondered at. / won't
say that she amt neat. seeing she's
your only sister, but she does live so
budsetty and cluttered up"
She's so rheumatic, it must be
hard for her TO keep her house in or
der" said Abby Rogers. aged IS. from
the end of the table. Il saw in
through the window once. and 1 Just
ached to get in and clear up for
her
Abby had firm. round. pink-cheek-
ed face and the crinkly hair that is
said to denote energy.
How came you to look i'm at the
window" demanded her father,
sharply
Il went to get the yellow kitten
out OF her pear tree. She helped nae.
and seemed very kind, but when |
thanked her she said she had only
done it because she didn't want q
Rogers kitten in her pear tree"
Hiram Rogers chuckled. That's
Seliny all over" he said
Poor Seliny, | cant say that I
ever thought twas just right for your
father to cut her OF with $500 be
cause she wouldn't give up Alvin
Getchell.' said Mrs. Rogers. reflect
lively To her husband
we always meant to do something
towards making it up to- her. Horace
and |. said Hiram Rogers, unwont-
ediy communicative, and reaching for
another doughnut, "if she hadn't been
so cantankorous, and the property
hadn't run down so. We've had about
nll We could do to get along" He
shutlied a little uneasily as he spoke.
i suppose Jane Leggett is nursing
Aunt Seliny" said Abby, slowly.
Shes old and almost blind. She
won't make things any heater"
Land! | don't suppose your Aunt
seliny would let anybody NEEDLE with
her things, anyway" said Mrs. Rogers.
rising from the table.
Riah! Uriah!" called Abby, clear
ly bat cautiously. at the back door.
Her brother Uriah. II, and as tall as
his father, thrust his head out at
the hen-house door, and obeyed Alb.
bys mysteriously reckoning finger.
Il want you to go down to Aunt
Selinys with me-" she whispered.
uriah was apt to argue-and agree.
Abby looked back as she climbed the
orchard wall and saw. as she expect
ed, that he was following her.
Jane Leggett lived at the poor.
mouse. when there was no one who
would give her home for her care
I'm sickness.
1 will take the esponsiblity-if
you will please say nothing" said
Abby.
Abby fell upon the kitchen first.
who would have thought that 1t was
a kitchen. with a box or budget in
every corner?" she said, with uplifted
hands
Abby restored the boxes and bud.
gets to their places conscientiously.
after she had cleaned the corners
where they were piled-in the kitch-
en- In the shed she was not quite so
scrupuious. She said 70 Uriah that
they might have bonfire and burn
the rubbish that was piled up i'm the
loft-moldy feather pillows. moth-eat.
en- rags and broken baskets and
boxes.
The loft was formed OF three ar
four rough boards placed across tho
beams of the unfinished shed. II was
covered thickly with dust and fes
TONED with cobwebs.
Uriah did as he was hidden with
out remembrance
Aunt Seliny's fever was a slow one.
il was four weeks after the cleaning
day that Jane Leggett was. one morn.
ing. discovered automatically climb.
ing the orchard wall and breathiessly
struggling uD the orchard slope.
Shes most had fit" she an.
nounced. She want we'll enugh
to get up, but she would. she was So
anxious about her things She knew
somebody had been medding with her
things. and she's been harping on II
ever since. So get up she would and
] had to tell her that you had been and
cleaned up for her Shes going on
about her attic She says Won hove
out her attic"
Her attic?' echoed ABBY amazed
That place that she had nm alost
in the shed She said twas all tho
attic she had and nobody Want
nothing without an attic. She koone
wringing her hands ard sayirr
she could have borne ANYTHING
but to have her attic hove ont
She calculates to go to Carmel Mon
day. TO sec her second cousin Mirandv
that's sent for her TO come. She hasn't
been away from home for Il years
but she says she's so upset by the
loss n her attic that H. doesn't MAKO
any difference what becomes NJ her ."
Abby dropped upon the window Goat
90 Jane Leggett hurried back down
the orchard slope. The firm. rounded
checks under the sweeping cap we're
nor pink but scarlet. And the sweep
Ing cap became a thinking cap for as
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