Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1911-06-23

Newton Foster went away and pres
emily returned with q crowbar, with
which he pried up the stone and turn.
ed it over. Angeline brushed the loose
earth away eagerly.
"Ah, thought SOL" she said bitterly
as she bent over the inscription CHS
eled in the stone:
Sacred
to the memory Of
Anna Maria Appleby,
who was born April ye first, 1756,
and departed this life Novr ye fourth. 1890
Act "a years.
Anna Marie Appleby was my great
great-great-aunt," said Angeline severe.
ly. "Of course you can't expect me
to walk over her gravestone. It's the
most disrespectful thing l ever heard
Of"
Newton Foster replaced the stone
with careful deliberation. ITS going
to stay right there, Angeline," he said
quietly.
Il shall never enter the house then,"
returned Angeline hotly. And 1t had
been so. There was no wedding the
next day nor afterward Angeline
Mason and Newton Foster were stran-
gers.
Now Angeline was driving through
the sweet smelling woods, twenty
years older. but with a certain youth
full freshness about her round face in
spite of her sad eyes. Now she en-
tered the Honeyspot road, and it was
right here that Newton had proposed
to her. How she hated it, She thought
Of the matter which was taking her
to the Willow mill, and glow of con.
tent crept over her.
Years ago it had been necessary for
her to mortgage her little home. Her
only brother, the miller at Willow
mill, had made the loan. OF late years
he had needed the money and had
pressed her sorely for it He was
hard man, yet so far be had not fore
closed upon the mortgage. Now An
geline had come into a little legacy.
and with the money In her pocketbook
she was going to pay off the mortgage.
'T've come to pay up the note,
James," she had said after she had
greeted her brother and his wife.
The miller glanced at his wife and
then thrust his thumb into the arm
holes of his dusty waistcoat "I've
transferred it." he said abruptly.
You mean you've sold itf' asked
Angeline In amazement.
YES"
you didn't say anything to me
about It"
TT wasn't necessary. asked you
time and again for the money and you
didn't have it. and as needed 1t badly.
why, had chance-somebody wanted
to buy mortgage. so | sold it." He
shuffied uneasily as he met Angeline's
suspicious glance.
"Who did you sell 1t TOT" she asked
James Mason hesitated and again
glanced at his wife. ~ never thought
you'd pay it." he muttered sullenly.
"He sold 1t to Newton Foster" an
nounced Mrs. Mason. with a note Of
spite in her sharp tones.
Angeline flushed from brow to chin.
ITO Newton Foster!" she repeated in
a half whisper. How could you, jim
nyW
The miller blushed furiously at the
sound of the old childhood's name
which had slipped unconsciously from
hfS ell Hyc aaI ha
ey," he repeated shamfacedly. "and
tried to get it from Lawyer Meade.
but he didn't have 1t, but he said
Foster was looking for investments.
and so Mr.. Meade got it for me. and
we fixed 1t up that way"
when did you transfer it?" asked
Angeline duly.
"a year ago"
"And the interest l paid your"
81 sent to Mr.. Meade"
| Without a word Angeline turned her
horse about. Mrs Mason with vim
dictive eyes stepped in front Of Memo
with her stout arms akimbo. She had
been a daughter Of Bigot, the German
who lived in the old Appleby place
and she disliked her sister-in-law most
heartily. "You needn't be so uppish
Miss Angeline Mason" she sneered
1T don't pay to put on too many airs
ma'am! Years ago when you quar-
relied with Newton Foster over that ole
doorstone | could have told you thai
my father sold your father two Of tbs
same kind One of them Is the white
marble step at your front door. and tht
other is a grindstone in the barn t.
your place. All the bodies-and
guess there wasn't much left of them
was moved to Long Point by that ricl
Appleby, and he put up new stones
and'--
THANK you. Bertha" interrupted
Angeline. with unexpected gentleness
and with little cluck to Memo sh
drove away. with dazed eyes an,
quickly throbbing heart
1t had been shock to her pride an,
sensitiveness to learn that her brothe
had sold the mortgage upon her hom
to Newton Foster and that now sh
must approach Mr.. Meade, the lawyer