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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Signal, 1882-02-24, Page 6TAE HURON SIGNAL. FRIDAY, FEB. 24. 1882. LISBETH'S EI33IORARI, "The butcher's bill, papa!" Outside, the locusts were piping shrilly among the blue cups of the morning glory dues; the bland September sun- shine steeped everything in yellow brightness. Within, the country per- son sM at his desk with divers and sun- dry sheets of sermon paper scattered be- fore him, half a down reference book• open at his elbow, and his head clasped tightly between his two hands, after s fashion which involved c nondurable rumpling of his iron gray hair. " Oh ?" said the parson, letting his head, as it were, out of custody, and coming slowly down frorn the world of polemics, as he stared at the pretty, Slender girl in faded calico and washed- out ribbons, who stood beside him with an ominous looking piece of paper in her hand. •'The butcher's hill, papa," said Polly Fenn; "and he's waiting, please." "But, my dear"—the parson laid down his pen, and took the bill into his hand with a pealed air—"we've had no butcher's meat this month. We have striven to be in the last depot econom- ical." "Yes I know, papa," said Pully, knit- ting her pretty brows; "but we ordered three pounds of beefsteak the day the district missionaries dined here, and there wee the joint for that Sabbatarian Society day, and the evening the bishop was here --don't you remember ?" •`I remember, my child --I remember," said the country parson, with a sigh. "Hospitality is an agreeable duty, and one that the Good Book enjoins upon us, but it costa money Polly—it costa money. Put down the bill, child, and tell Neighbor Rriv' rt ''.'1 T will attend curling low over her furehoud, nowise hazel brown eyes, and a small red mouth with dimples hovering shyly in its neigh borhood. "Just look at us, Poll) you and me, two girls of nineteen and ven- teen, that ought to be enjoying selves n-- selves aid having a good time, and her we are; washing and scrubbing, and turning wretched rags of dyed silk, sad cleaning faded ribbons, and couatin every pound of rice and every potato ! Even those wild grapes, Polly, that you and I gathered down by the edges of th. swamp, we shouldn't venture on the ex travagance of preserving them, if Mrs. Deacon Blodgett l adu't offered to suppt. the sugar on halves. Oh, 1 do so hate this life ! Even Brisket, the butebe. thinks he can insult us with impunity." "Yes," said Polly, thoughtfully, "we mustn't order any more meat at present.' "But we must live," flashed out Lis - beth. "There is salt mackerel," said Polly, "and eggs, and vegetable soups, and Mrs. Pullett always sends us a nice cut of pork and some fresh sausages when they kill their pig. Oh, we shall get along somehow, Lisbeth; anything is better than debt." Lisbeth looked up with sparkling eyea. "Polly," cried she, "why don't they increase pupa's salary 1 Six hundred dollars a year is a shameful pittance for such a wan as he is." Polly shook her head over the grapes. "Papa isn't a young man any longer. Lisabeth," said she, "and he isn't as modern in his ideas as Mr. Crocus. " "But he is such a learned man, cried out Lisbeth, shaking the yellow mane out of her eyes. "And his sermons—oh Polly, they snake me cry, they are so deep and so solemn, and go down into one's heart so ! Six hundred dollars a year, Polly, for such work and study as that !" ('There is no doubt," said Polly, sob- erly, "but that clergymen are, as a gen- eral rule, very much underpaid in this country," "I shall never marry a clergyman;' cried Lisbeth, with energy. ."No, Polly never.! -I'd marry a dust -man first? For dust -min get their pay, and clergy- men dbn't, and—'' Lisbeth stopped short, scarlet and confused, in this rhapsody of hers, for, chancing to glance up, she beheld in the doorway a tall and solemn -fated young man, with an umbrella in one hand and a travelling satchel in the other. Still blue-eyed Polly hesitated. "And the grocer was here this morning, papa, and the account has really mounted up beyond everything. And he says that he hopea.you'wlll please to settle up at once, and that . hereafter he has deter- mined to du business only on' a strictly cash basis. " The 11everend Mr. Fenn smiled a sickly smile. "Then I sin afraid, Polly," said he, "that he won't do much business with me. For so long as the vestry are so dilatory with their payments---" "Yes, papa, that's just what I told him," said Pally; "but he says that buss- , "We don't want anything, please," said she, jumping at once to the con- clusion that she beheld a book agent, or a vendor of patent polish, or some such itinerant tradesman. "I beg your pardon," said the gentle- man, apparently as much embarrassed as was she herself; "1 must have mistaken the house. I was looking for the Rev- erend Francis Fenn 1" "My good gracious ! another mission- ary," murmured Lisbeth, Botta note, as Polly stepped graciously forward say- ing: "You are not mistaken, sir; this is the house. Please to walk into the parlor, and I will speak to papa." The best room of the parsonage was cool and dark, with green paper shades drawn down, a jar of fragrant dried rose 'ehtll Write haat, my du.► , up,st "Never !" cried Lisletb, with a fresh sursdly." burst id tears; newer !" Lisbeth's eountensnce fell. "Rut, Kut the a ouary parson himself pri - pap.m." faltered she, "there's n.•thiag s•u,t!y mueu to the rescue, with mild out barley soup." ,".ee will serve is pith the go • 'd- fo'thioued lance of we!eow.', my deer," .ei the ltev. Mr. 1' • in, with t grave, sw t smile ":►nd l •1 , il, "ot it will lJ. Lisbeth H•ouuce.0 out of the r.e. a with heightened c dor and gnico i.,rl %toes t lirenth. "Pap ,'s an an -1," ouud she to heu.li, "but angels never were adapted ,,. get along in this work • .lay world." $he put her golden head into the parlor dour for an instant. "Papa is very busy with his "Thirdly," and she, with a roguish twinkle iu the deep hazel eyes, "and lie bogs y.nu'll be „ma•d en- ough to wait until he's through." 'l'he stranger bowed and Ioi,kud more embarrassed than ever, as he answered — "Oh, certainly, certainly. I atm in no haste what ever." And Liabeth went back to her sister. "Polly," said she, "what shall we do? Company to dinner, arid nothing to give them." "But we must tutee smoothing," said Polly.. "Put on your things, Lisbeth. Oa out and buy a fowl, and a quart of potatoes, and a loaf of dread. And stop at Mr. Dakin's for an ounce of his best t s and a quarter of a pound of but- ter." ut- ter." Lisbeth opened her eyes very wide at this extravagant order. "Oh, you reckless Polly !" said she; "and where are all the funds to come from 7" Pully sighed softly. "I shall have to rake the dried -cherry money," said she, "that I was saving up for my fall hat and gloves. But it isn't much matter. I dare say I an manage very well with the old ones for &little while longer." "It's a shame !'' cried Lisbeth, vehem- ently. "And to think -how you toiled all gore hot summer days to pick and dry thine black ox -hes ta" "There's no help for it, dear," said Polly, gently. , "fiat your hat on quick —there's no time to Was." "Butit isn't fair," protested Lisbeth. "Why should all the travelling preach- ers, and book agents, •and mission col- lectors come here and eat us out of house and home?" Why don't they go to Mr. Crocus 7" Polly smiled. "Because Mr. Crocus doesn't make them welcume, Ind papa does," said she. "I do wonder," cried Lisbeth, impet- uously, "if there is any other race of men imposed upon se country ministers are ? Mark my words, Polly, I never, newer, will marry a—" But by this time Polly had tied on her sister's straw hat, and twisted a muslin scarf across her shoulders. "i)o snake haste, dear," said she, in accenta of gentle entreaty, as she point- ed upward to the clock. Scarcely fifteen minter had claimed when Lisbeth came flying back, with yellow treaties streaming behind, and market baaket in her hand. "There, Polly," cried she, in the clear, light voice of girlhood, M she de- posited a plump chicken on the table, "there's your new hat; and there," as she laid down a pocket of groceries, "are your gloves; and here," rat{ling out the potatoes, "is my last chance for a new blue neck -tie ! And I do hope, Polly, that they'll give the missionary the worst kind of a dyspepsia" "Lisbeth !" nets is business," • "He is right, my dear," said the par- son, "and I am wrong; but it is through no fault of mine. Now run away, and leave me to my books." Polly Fenn silently withdrew, with her pretty brows still knitted, as if she were utterly hopeless tf comprehending the problem of the war: le ways. The butcher, white-aproned and burly, stood at the door, a Liv c personation of the fate which I sly uld rieither ignore nor avert. "Well, mise 1" said the butcher. "Papa will Wens'. to 't at -his earliest convenienc, Mr. Bi iaket," faltered Polly. "But his earliest , :lc enieuce has been such a mortal longtime a comin', miss," grumbled Mr. Brisket. "And times is 'lull and I've got notes to meet." leaves in the fire -place, and a home - "I'm very sorry, Mr. Brisket, but—" braided rug of party -cohered cloth lurid "Tain't.no good standin' here," mid carefully down before the sofa to hide the butcher, irritably scratching his the darned alert in the carpet. "Not that chair, please," said Polly, coloring up to the roots of her hair, as the unwary stranger advanced toward a certain corner; "the leg is broken, and head. "I might ha' kuuwed what an- swer 1 should ha' got afore I crossed the threshold. But its hard on a poor man, that's what it is, and them as tails them- selves gentry hadn't ought to eat if they we've glued i -t, -and I'm afraid it's not can't pay. ,'ll call again this day week, quite safe. This one is better. miss, and then---" While Lisbeth, hiding her face in her And with this the butcher whisked himself away under the arch of morning- glory vines, where the locusts were sing- ing and the pink and purple cups awning to and fro in the morning wind. And Polly, with crimseoned cheeks and heart beating with vague resentment, turned back into the great sunshiny kitchen, where Lisbeth was swaying nervously to and (re in the splint-bot- tosned rocker, with a week-old news- paper in her hand, her yellow heircatch- tug the sunbeams like a coronal of gold is she rocked. "Lisabeth," said the eldest sister, aus- :cu•ely, "are the wild grapes ready for ioroserving !" "Wild grapes 1" repeated Lisabeth, dinging the newspaper into the window seat; "I haven't thought of them since you went away. Oh, Polly, how 1 wish we were rich '" Polly advanced soberly to a flat wicker tray of clustered grapes, full of subtle perfume, and duste I over with pale pur- ple bloom, and began to separate them from their attune with deft, quick fingers. ' Why said she. "1 would go to New fork and see this new play," said isesabeth, still sway !rig back and forth set the splint•bnttomed rocker. "Olive as. a country parson's daaghter. and an are we. i should like to see my own ionnterfeit presented an the stage. " "Nonsense.' 511,11 Polly. '•i..el had a deal better come here and help with these grapes." "it's ouch wn•trheef Luamems 1" ler pear !" said 1 s beth. She was a spark ling little ereatnre, after the humming !»ref type •( r'ams.l, with veneer had. eyes and a firm, gentle voice. "Ni, member of my family must be lacking in courtesy t,, a guest,". said he, taking Lisbeth gently by the hand; and the poor child was led shamefacedly in- k, the kit;hen, where the table wail spread, and Polly stood smiling at its bead. I "Mr Vincent," said the psreolto the tall stranger, "this is toy yuengest child." "1 nm the black sheep of the family,' said Lisbeth, hanging her heed, "and I'm very sorry, sir, and I beg your par- don. " "Pray don't meutiun it," sa41 Mr. Vincent, in genuine distress at the si,fht of the mortification of this yellow -haired lassie with the deep hazel eyes, and tl a red, sensitive mouth. And when dinner was over —and hure let us mention that Mr Vincent ate and drank with an excellent appetite, as it no lurking shadow of the threatened dyspepsia disturbed his digestion - -anti the country parson had taken his guest into the study, Pully put her arm round Lisbeth's waist, and drew her out under the morning-glory vices, where, by this time, the blue and ruse -tinted ceps had all folded themselves into tight little parasolettett, and hidden behind the leaves. "Lisbeth,' said she, "I've got good news for you." "Nothing can be good news any more," said Lisbeth, with a flesh burst of tears. "Oh, but listen." soothed Polly. "Do you know who this Mr. Vincent is ?" "A—missionary, I suppose." And poor Lisbeth spoke the word as if it was a dose of quinine. "No, deer,. he's the Bishop's secre- tary. -And he has heard of papa's Morn- ing and peal and talent, and he has come -to offer hire a pariah near New York, with twelve hundred dollars—only think of it, Lisbeth !—twelve hundred dollars • year, and an assistant. We shall be riot, darling, and dear, dear papa will have a little rest and ease in his old age." "It (ant be true, said Lisbeth, vag- uely. "Bat it as," cried Polly.; and then the two sisters began to -cry and sob, with happy incoherence, in each others arms. apron, murmurs to herself, "la there no end to our humiliations ? Ix our world always to be full of glue and patches, and mends and make shifts ?" "Lisbeth," said Polly, returning. "go and all papa." "It's another missionary, I'm sure," said Lisbeth, unwittingly pulling down the sleeves of her brown calico dress. "And 1 know he'll stay to dinner, and he's got a hungry glare in his eyes, and there's nothing for dinner but barley soup and a cabbage. Oh dear'" with • grimace which )rade Polly laugh in spite of herself, "I wish the race of mission- aries was extinct." The country parson looked mildly up from the second paragraph of his "Third- ly" u Lisbeth came in, smelling of wild grapes, with an aureole of yellow hair about her face. "Papa," said she, "there's a gentle- man in the parlor to see you, with a car- pet -hag and a white neck -tie'" "An mail the clergyman. '-.A vial tor, d suppose. He is most welcome But f am just at present deep in the thread of a oeemplirat.d polemic theory. Make my compliments to the gentle- man, Lisbeth, and beg his indulgence for a quarter of an hour or so . And the parson dipped his peen resolutely in - h, the time stained wooden standish, as if he was determined to settle the sub jest at once. "But, papsLisbeth hal caught at his cost cuff to reclaim him temporarily Thom the abysses of theological argu meat. "Yes, my dear. looking absently a: her. von think h.'ll stay to diener' " %'cll, but I do," saucily retorted the girl, as site turned to put away Ler hat. •'And -Oh, Kul-Iy !" Polly turned around with a start, at the changed tenor of her mater's voice. "What is it, Liabeth ? You're not ill 7" Lisbeth, with a glowing face, pointed to the little wooden cupboard in the wall, which, extending through from parlor to kitchen, in butler's pantry fashion, was used as a general reposi- tory for books and papers. And then, fur the first time, Polly perceived that both doors were slightly ajar. "Polly," muttered the girl, hoarsely. "he has heard every word ' He couldn't help it." Anil flinging her hat in one direction and her scarf in another, Lis - beth fled up the narrow wooden stain to her own room and threw herself, sob- bing hysterically, upon the bed. "Ds nay tongue." sobbed Lisbeth, "my wretched, chattering tngue. Papa always warned me against giving hoose to it; Polly always toll me it wenld get me into tremble. Oh, dear. dear, what ,.,..,it he think 1 how ,on I ever look hint in the face " And with this doleful -'141•1#, Lisbeth buried her hot face in the polluww use cried harder flan PC Pr It seemeu as age t. her, I,ut it was in reality little more than half an hour, be- fore Polly came fluttering up the stairs, like s sweetbn,wel guardian angel "Lianeth, said die, .,darling. don't fret you meant n. ham.. Get up and braid your hair, :and come .h•wn stain. Dinner will los on the table directly. and paps a :caking II' you Irsbwth sat up :,ltd pushed the damp fringe ,,f \dhow hoar .ort id her eyes "1 shall not conic down, Polly.' ' •But you ,e,ut der dans ',wilt! 1•e rery ,r ,tel . v•,' e "Is it possible," cried Polly Fenn, "that it is a whole year since we came to Mersham Rectory 1" It was a year. Once more the wild grapes were scenting all the woods, once more the golden -rod held up its torches of tlnme along the course of babbling brooks, and Polly shaded her eyes with one hand, as she stood in the doorway and watched Lisbeth come lightly along the garden path, with the yellow sun- shine tangled in her h air, :aid an un- wonted moisture in lisu. deep eyes. "What have you dune with Mr. Vin- cent 1" asked Polly, demurely. "He is walking ..own by the falls with papa,' said Lisbeth, coining up mo her sister's aide, anti Slipping one arm through Polly's. "And, Pully-- " "Well, ,.nearest ?" "I i have soinethinz to tell you." "Couldn't I oilers it 1" said Polly. laughing. "Nu, Lisbeth, don't tutu your face away - I know it all, darling. II, loves you, and you have promised to be his wife." "Polly,- said Lisbeth," . 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