The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-10-10


She does seem more set up than
the Potterses," Aunt Polly smiled, and
turned to meet Jacks hearty salute.
I'm Jack, auRtie. How's things
down homer"
We'll, fair to middlin', fair to mid
din. l brought you up some Hub
bard squashes, and good Peck's Pleas
ants, and nuts, and ginger cookies
| amt forgot when / was young. !
knew the children would enjoy things
right from the old place where their
father was born"
so kind of you, Polly" acknowl-
edged Mrs. Potter, sweetly. Betty,
you may remove them to the kitch-
en-"
Wait q minute; / amt got good
look at you yet This is Miles girl.
amt it? She favors Millie, too"
Geraldine smiled shyly.
Call me Gerry, auntie. Jack does"
"She don't handsome q bit, does
she, Maggie?" Polly said. Anybody
sitting stiddy with you, yet, child"
I'm to be married Easter week"
my, backward, amt ye?" laughed
Polly. Run along and take your
walk. Who's she going to marry,
Maggie2'
"a gentleman in Wall street Of
fce."
"You don't tell me. Amt that too
bad! But love goes where 1t will.
Jackie, help your old aunt off with
these pesky tight shoes and get my
old slippers out of that bag on top.
| pretty near lost all my religion
wearing them down here"
Jack knelt on the floor, putting on
the slippers.
Mother worries too much"
"Hurries too much?"
Worries. She has a good many
social engagements
II didn't know they'd let Potter's
Pure Pellets into New York society,
chuckled Polly. Land, Jackie, I re-
member when your father used to put
ter around home over his little dough
and sugar pills, and little pepsin
And he put on the labels they'd cure
everything on earth excepting chill
blains and boils. Seems queer to
think he made fortune out Of them
. before he died"
It's about all gone now," said
/ Jack cheerfully Were putting Oh
a lot of dog, Auntie, that we can't
, back up with the real goods. It's IN
the air down here"
Better come home with me. You're
a Potter through and through
Jackie. Sitting stiddy with any girl?'
Jack grinned, and shook his head
Out in the hall they could hear Bet
: tvs voice singing.
81 want Betty" he said simply
"She sings like an ANGEL
"Umm. Be lot of help to you OF
the farm won't she? She was 80 glat
to see me-" Aunt Polly warmed he
; toes at the radiator, and thought for
minute. Then she said, I'm afrait
I'm too old-fashioned for Maggie ant
4 Gerry They don't take to me, d.
3 they?"
!, She glanced up shrewdly at Jack
Have you asked Betty to hav,
j ye?"
Z She's only seventeen, Auntie."
Don't you waste time, Sonny.
4 was in love at sixteen, and we KEEP
a'waitin' and a'waitin' for his folk
to die and my old bedridden father t.
stop needin' me, and by the tim
+ they'd all passed over the shining
d strand, my lad died too, and we
e missed our way somehow along love
post road. Sometimes you can't pu
r much faith in the sign posts alonl
8 that road. Now, you brace right VI
a to the occasion and ask Betty whil
t she's sweet as a rosebud"
: How long can you stay, Auntie? !?
We'll, 1t depends. A day or so.
3 come up on little business besides,
}. said Polly placidly gathering her bon
3 net and knit muffler, and coat an,
d shawl together. "Mebbe I'll take yo1
home with me, Jackie"
r Jack stood where she left him, an,
e Betty came in. Somehow the oil
!, lady's simple philosophy of life ha,
put new courage into him.
g Betty" he said, slowly, Betty. liz
8 ten. Aunt Polly's offered to put m
to work on her woodpile If MARI,
: you"
Betty dropped the broom and dust
:" pan with bang and looked at him
:, Jack had always been her hero, eve
0 since the day when somebody ha
t brought her there to live, little per
q sioner on her godmother's bounty
She's just making fun. guess,
i said Betty. with sigh. you couldn'
cut wood"
}. 81 could learn, dear" Jacks arm
d folded around her somehow as II the
g belonged there. WED chuck all thi
Il city life, and go back home. There
}, about hundred and sixty acres ther
n of land waiting for somebody to wax
1t up. l remember dad telling abou
n it. Would you go with me, Betty?"
r Betty turned her head to answer
and met his lips. And so Mrs. Potte
e found them as she came in the dinin
room. followed by Aunt Polly.