Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1907-10-24
sorry. but little rain will fetch II right, y

sorry but little rain will fetch II right,
grandpa said
Mrs. Noah was not at heart an unkinC
woman, and something in the benignan
'Npression of grandpa's face, or In the
rpologctic tone of his voice. mollfed her
,omewhat, and without further comment
she stood waiting for his next remark
| The meek old man concluded she was a
near relation of Guy--mother, perhaps
| nut no, Guys mother was dead az grand
n well knew, for all Devonshire had
| heard of the young bride Agnes who had
| married Guys father for money and rank.
| 70 have been mistaken for Guys mother
| would not have offended Mrs. Noah par
rcularly: but how was she when she
heard:
Il come on business with Squire Guy.
Are you his gran'marm?'
His gran'marm ~ and Mrs. Noah bit
off the last syllable spitefully. "Bless
YOU, man, Squire Guy, as you call him,
is twenty-five years old"
AS Grandpa Markham was rather
blind, he failed to see the point, but knew
that in some way he had given offense.
II beg your pardon, mas am: l was
sulc yOu WAS SOllc hlu-lIdypc I'LL u III.
"If it's Mr.. Guy you want, I can tell
you he is not at home, which will save
your getting out"
mot at home, and I've come so far to
see him. grandpa exclaimed, and in his
voice there was so much genuine disap-
pontment that Mrs. Noah rejoined, quite
kindly:
He's gone to Devonshire with the
young lady, his stepmother. Perhaps you
might tell me your business; know all
Mr.. Guys affairs"
Mrs. Noah babe him come in, feeling
a very little contempt for the old-fash-
ioned camlet cloak in which his feet be-
came entangled, and smiling inwardly at
the shrunken. faded pantaloons, betoken-
ing poverty.
las you know all Squire Guys af-
fairs" grandpa said, when he was seated
before the fire, maybe you could tell
whether he would be likely to lend
stranger three hundred dollars, and that
stranger me?"
Mrs. Noah stared at him aghast. Was
he crazy, or did he mean to insult her
master? Evidently neither. That was
the solution Of his audacity, and plying
ly, as she would have addressed half
idiot, Mrs. Noah made him understand
how impossible it was for him to think
her master would lend to stranger like
him.
You say he's gone to Devonshire,"
grandpa said, softly, with culver on his
lip when she had finished. II wish I'd
knew it; l left my grandfather there to
be examined. Mabby III meet him going
back and can ask him"
II tell you it won't be no use. Mr..
Guy has no three hundred dollars to
throw away" was Mrs. Noah's rather
sharp rejoinder.
"Wall, wall, we won't quarrel about It,"
the old man replied, in his most concilia-
tory manner, as he turned his head away
to hide the starting tear. "Im an old
man, lady, old enough to be your father"
Here Mrs. Noah's face grew brighter, and
she listened attentively while he contin-
ued "You won't take what l say amiss,
I'm sure. I've little girl at home,
grandchild who has heard big stories of
the fine things at Aikenside. She has
hankerin' after such vanities, and it
would please her nightly to have me
tell her what l saw up here SO maybe
you wouldn't mind lettin' me go into
that big room where the silk fixin's are.
I'll take off my shoes, if you say so."
Your shoes won't hurt an atom; come
right along" Mrs. Noah replied, now in
the best of moods, for, except her cup
of green tea with raspberry jam and
cream, she enjoyed nothing more than
showing their handsome house.
(To be continued.)