Watertown leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1909-1911, 1911-06-30

shutters tOgetner &c keep out the
light, Miss Cynthia followed n the
wake of Mr.. Alan and the buckle. of
Dran through the garden and up to
the barn 1t is to his credit that he
served the aggrieved though COM
pla?ent old lady before he threw down
the bucket and drew Miss Cynthia to
him
Iell me-" he questioned. when it
happened to you? 1t was all over for
me that first minute when | saw you,
past Carrots red head, standing in the
grocery door"
mat dinner-yeu didn't laugh"
MISS Cynthia hid her head on his con-
Venient shoulder
All, but / loved you so l could
have"
Them"
Yes, then-and before-since the
world was young
Moo-moo,' said Charity patiently,
for dry bran is not an agreeable
breakfast, and the water barrel stood
convenient.
Do finish feeding the dear thing"
insisted Miss Cynthia sympathetically.
Ihen you can walk up the Hill with
me. | want to freshen up a little
and come right back to watch by Bios
som. She will need very particular
care today, and Miss Selma Lue has
SO much she must do. Oh, what if
she hadn't weathered the night! I
think my heart would have broken
watching her struggle-if-if you
hadn't been there! Will you always
De-there-when things hurt-me?"
Yes" he answered her quietly,
with a deep look into her eyes Nov
let me take you home, for you are
hardly able to stand Promise me
to get good rest, and will help
Miss Selma Lue, until you can come
back"
And through the early sunlight he
walked up the river path with her to
the Hill Mansion and left her at the
garden gate among her roses that
were no fresher or fairer than herself.
She was the incarnation of dawn,
and his love encompassed her as the
fragrance of dew-wet flowers.
Below at the grocery, Miss Selma
Lue was busy with her preparations
for the day, and as she worked she
smiled to herself and lightly brushed
her fingers over the cheek that had
felt the twofold kiss
Soon, however, her pleasant
thoughts were interrupted by the ap-
partition of Mrs. Kinney at the door.
Miss Selma Lue regarded her with
establishment. She was enveloped in
the folds Of an old black shawl and
IN her hand she carried large cross
OF white tissue-paper roses. The ex-
preston on her face was one of SYM
pathy and chastened sorrow.
Miss Seliny Lue," she said in a
correctly funereal voice, II come over
! as soon as I could. 1t took almost all
night to git roses enough made to fix
a design fer everybody We all
wanted fifteen expression of our SYM
pathy"
| why, Mis- Kinney honey, I don't
need no sympathy GA count Of"
| We'll, OF course she wasn't your
own child, and so you can't feel the
same as mother; but death in the
family is always sad, though some
times a great relief. You seemed so
| fond Of"
"Oh, Mis- Kinney, honey, stop be-
fore you go any farther and let me
tell you Blossom amt dead, but git
ting well by the Lords mercy. Still,
I do thank you fer your kind feelings
and"
We'll, I wish I coulder knowed she
wasn't a-going to die before I set up
| all night and wasted the issue-paper
l woulder rather made There come
the Dobbses now! Won't they be sur
| prised! Mary Ellen have got her
wreath done, but it looks kinder wob-
bly,"
Mr.. Dobbs had put his black Sun
| day coat on over his overalls, and on
| his way to work was stopping for a
visit of coincidence. Mrs. Dobbs had
on a black muslin skirt and waist and
had tied piece of that same material
on the arm of Bonnie, whose eyes
were swollen with crying and whose
appearance denoted real heart an.
guish.
"Oh, Miss Seliny Lue, me and Dobbs
come to say-we- Speak up, Dobbs!"
Mrs. Dobbs' voice broke and her club
| by face began to work with grief
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