The Huron Signal, 1887-7-8, Page 22
DOT.
TELE RURON SIGNAL. FRIDAY, JULY 8, 1887.
leave her noted. After the risk, sinless
syrup had hue peered tutu the row of
shifting tumblers ea the table, she re-
• mere et sae ressb Ler rued. I termed to her Atom unwed tucker teed
took ap the Bible to reed her daily chap -
heart, thew softly rose, and after bath- lea bee kap she ssresed the white fuel
iag her fen and lauds sod kneeling .a sad seeny curls in • restful, s.uthtog
prayer fur sader•noe, tuult her work wsgy, and talked ea cbeerf.11y that tie
and sat down by the marrow window. I shadows felt trout the violet eyes, and
A low hours later she stood .mid the Dot, untied close, said, "I Lye you."
ter. Opining it at 'widows. her eyes bustle of the Grand Cutest depot with Miss Roxbury not oily began to he
•'It's • "run' ides'" mid hetes Re- ' fell upon thew words Dot chagtng to her dress, A crowd of happy ; she had begun to live. With
Bence Huber'. gtg'he aloud swung the "Them .hall He mower them saying, wandenug, etpectaat children were he i the commit of this utmost child heves
correct bashes MOM frdon tacos "A 'inasmuch as ye did it not unto one of ,ung marshalled into line io take their ! war Anteing the dell grove beg exisi-
•est etdteubesblsali wonder west this the least art tn+.e ye did .t not unto Me." I places on the eastward -bound train. coos into oeleetisl rhythm. Her ooW,
gashing AmstliMn people will du resat'" , Miss Roxbury read no turther on that "Come,' said the kind gentleman is leveler nature in the presence of this
And she tauten emphatic twitch to her I page, but humedly turned back to Chro- i chanes. t., Dot. tiny girl was already ►eoomtug elitist -
purple calico sua-bonnet. niches, which she felt was perfectly safe Dot kissed her mother "good -by," sad' like it. its tender misery,
There was a faint moraine u: dissent I ground But mingled with the 'cog gen- laughed even while the tears nn down Det operas her evening prayer and
frusta • little woman oil the other sale of
ealogical tables she mw other words be- her fan, as she entered the ranks of the was pat in Miss Roxbury's uwn stately
the moss Brown fence. I twee the liras, so that the Iar.elutieh I odd pruoess'wt. bed.
"Nu-Cu—of course you can't .gree with i rea,rds read %bus . ''Oh, sir ! ' said the mother. as site -"Good night, dear," said Mies Rax
se." continued Mus Reiunce, as tea ••The ern of Elkanah, the eon .loel,the turned away. "Take care of my baby bury with • kiss.
c'usters of ruby arid pearl flew into the sin • 1 Azariah. e'Ye did it not.' ' , I're notkiug else in the world." "Good night," said Dut. burying her
s,x quart pall at her fest. "You' to "The sin of Tench the vat of Amur. 1 III. fuer iu the great bunch of whin tow
soft-hearted that your feelings are fur- the son of Ebiasaph, the sin of Kursk. I Then esu w unusual star ih the vile• she had brought to bud with her. "1
ever running oaf with yuur common 1 e did it nut.' 1 ' feel ref I'd died and goo. to heaven.-
ever
age of Lydford. The railway ststion Mies Roxbury pared •wakeful night,
scow. You parer m, a wurd about the i Finally the whole page seemed 10 IN 1 war thronged with people, and surround-
nstioesl debt, or the cooditioo of our solve 'mall into these four minus lea- but not • restless uoe. Her mind was
ed with vehicles awaiting the afternoon filled with plana, and then it was such
navy but let anybody start a subscription woe
arms a fortaigbt •g••. Yaw wi:l miss
her shell you not !4
' 1 se'a'l eo with her to Ne-' York
anyway," said Men Kotbury, "and I
don't mean to coins back alone. either.
ill (urtgiv e me
brigading blanket shawls to Brazil or
putting up a monument to Methuselah
ua the meeting house green, you 11 give
your last quarter. And boa, your go-
ing to open your house to • lot of little
rapmuttios from New York."
The motherly brown eyesore the other
ode of the fence were full of tears, and
a pleaset vette replied : --- —
"It makes my heart white think bow
the poor things suffer crowded together
in dirty streets, with never a breath of
cover field or a glass of milk. If you'd
jest read about it, Reluoce, you'd count
it • biassed privilege to give them a bit
of our sunshine."
"I'd as soon here a tribe of Zulus on
the place," said Miss Reliance, "and if
you'll take my advice you'll save your-
self Iota of trouble.'
Mee Lane cupped her work ter a
moment and said :
train. • le•eure to lar and listen to the soft
She closed the Bills and put it in it* The Rev. Joseph Alder ••od the P
accustomed plates on the table, bounded breathing at her aide, and occasionally
m/buten u[ cuter churches conversed tu touch her little hand on the counter
un the north by a „lamp, ea the south by err on the platform.
tete matchbox, an the least by Bunyan s " A glorious charity!" said the Baptist fir, still holdior the ntnearly
sees.
Pilgrim's Progress, and cm the west by • mtauter, raising his hat to wipe the per -
delight.
next lay Dot nn Dearly wild with
bunch of wonted nous, under • gl•sa!delight. She ravelled among the daisies
ep'ntiuu from his tenon.
in the deep, soft grout, and it was pitiful
ease. ghu was melees, miserable, tor- ••I expect that these poor children will
mooted. She endeavored to read the I be a gnat blessing to our people,' said to see how .m►11 an object could charm
Lifenf Napoleon Bon•psrte,but eves the the Methodist miniater, "in broadeninggifts her hungry mind. God's commonest and
the thrilling story of the Russian campaign the sympathies and warming the learn puri were unknown to her is bounty and
was lacking in interest, compared 1 of wale who have been oblivious to •ll purity. Sunshine, sweet air, flowersher
with her oma inward conflict between and bird wogs were enough to matte her
interests sane tom ono.' happy when she found the bruok that
Mr Alden, I hope G d w
for the empty house I've had all thug
year'.'
"An empty howls means • lonely
heart " he replied. "And I sin glad
you are going with the *laid."
That afternoon Miss Roxbury and
Dot. attended by Mr Knox, weeded
their way through. a dark ally in nue of
the most squalid dietncts of few York
City, and cliwbe•l night after flight art
rickety stain to • tear tenement.
The heart, the filth. the neon of
mutely were indiscribable. Mies Rot.
bury telt u if she was on the cotntiurs of
the bottomless pit.
Dot darted down • long manage and
disepFesred to a room beyond. The
friends followed .tai beheld her clasped
tightly vt the artns of a wan tijure that
lay .'o s pellet.
The woman had fainted.
"Mamma, mamma, look at me '.
pleaded Dot, and began to cry.
Tnere toss no water in the room. end
Mr Knee took • cracked pitcher (non i
the shelf and went with Dot in search • f
some. Mir Roxbury kr.elt beside 11 •
woman, who was only about thirty years
of age, and had been very attractive as •
young girl. There was a gleam of gold
on her left hand. Her hair was suni.y
duty and the cold selfishness of a life-
time.
She did not eajoy her dinner, although
the butter -beans were from her garden,
and the black raspberries were the first
of the season.
She could not take her accustomed
afternoon nap. A wonderful new de-
sign in patchwork known as the Rocky
Muuntain pattern could not fasten her
"Liakim .ed me are all .lone now, attention.
itelb laid k t d red h horse and rtckaway
lance. one y one wv
e er . e She air e t e
and Sarah and baby Lizzie over then in •md drove four miles after wila cherry
the old buryir.%s ground ; and Jack is in bark, for which she had no need as her
Colorado, and Richard in Boston, sod
we get hungry some times for the sound
of little feet. When I began to read
about the Fresh Air Fund it kind of
seat a thrill all over me, and Liakim he
read• about it every day, before he ever
looks at the E4yptiau war, and he wipes
his glasses pretty often too. Then when
we heard the parson say that a party reproach
would cern" hen if places could be found '•ye did it not '
f .r'em Liakim spoke right off fur four,
nisi they'll be here nett Tuesday, and
rm going to make it just as much like
heaven as I an."
"You'll make yourself sick, that s
what you'll do, Amanda Lane," replied
Mies Reliance. "but if you want your
garden overrun and your salver spoons those ehtidresen--
.tolet., and your house full of dim, and I1
vise nerves prostrated, why its your •itaintna, is it muraiu' r
own fault. I mus' go in and get my „N Dot . gar to sleep."
jelly started,
Miss R'>tbury went up the path be-
tween the sun -t1 ilverir and hollyhocks.
entered the lame, sunny, airy kitchen
and set down the currant. for Hannah,
the louse maid, to pick over. Then she
table was ,ng by the light of • gGm
hung the purple calico sun -bonnet on
tie nail that for forty years had been merino talloww candle.
dedicated to the same purpose, and went There tots no braeze,but in at the open
into the cool sitting room to rest in her j window came int.t ti ,poisonous ndun
I
favorite chintz revered rocker. Mies ale sod faint, the mother bent over
Reliant+ Roxbury had been for twenty
yuan, with the exception of • gardener
gild housemaid, the sole occupant of ghu
atone dwelling that had stood for mon
than a century beneath its elms and
maples the pride of the village of Lyn -
ford. She was a .tern woman who
liked but few people. and had a horror
of ehildren, dogs and sentiment. The
village boys, with a keen perception of
her unsympathetic nature, called her
•'tqd Ironsides."
She was proud .•f her birth, and thesubtiny handkerchief with • bit of color in
her at
property that had fallen to the border. All were pitifully cheap in
her the death of her father,%11d Judge texture, but dear in patient toil end
Itoabury. She was a member of the loving sacnha. Dot wu going to
Presbyterian church, and paid high rant the country for two long, blissful
• for the R .:bury pew, but with that weeks, and the mother could coyer the
ouostdered that her pe usury obligstious expense of the mearr. eutfit by some
t.• the cause were at an end. As • g.'ene-
ral thing she had not allowed convic-
tions on the subject of giving to tr uble
her, but wmehew, even since Sunday,
waen the pastor stated the work of the
Yash Air Fund, and nude a fervent ap-
peal for "these little ones that suffer,"
she had been subjected to numerous
.ague but uncomfortable sensations.
8le rocked beck orad forth in the spa.
aloes sitting -room that ne Ay dared to
i ivsde, and noted the perfect ord.r of
t ere apartment. From the china shat -
herdes on the mantel to the braided
rugs at the doors, everything occupied
'the same position as in the days of Miss
R oxhery's girlhood. Thera was torten*
in the thought of having the table cover
pulled sway, or seeing the .hells and
prim old daguerreotypes disarranged on
the whatnots ; of having sand tracked in
by small feet over the faded Brussels
astpet. and her pet verbena bed invaded
by mer young fingers.
Surely religion sad humanity could
sot demand such seen/lees of h:r.
"Please, ma'ato, the *errant. i. to hes
garret was already • great herbenum.
At last the dreary day came to its
close, but was succeeded by an equally
uncomfortable night. Amid frequent
tussiug and waking, Mies Roxbury
dreamed of thin little hands stretched
out to her in piteous appeal, sod a sad
wonderful voice that said with infinite
The Rev Joseph Alder was surprised
soon after breakfast the next morning by
the .ppe•raoce of Miss Reliance Box -
bury at the parsonage porch. She brought
a basket art raspberries, and said :
''I wont coats in this time. thank you.
I just want to flap I'll take one—one of
"Yes, 'replied the Rev. Mr. Alder,
"I have • practical illustration of that,
not • stone's throw from where we are
standing.'.
The "practical illustration" consisted
of the Roxbury rock.way drawn up amid
the other conveyances, with Miss Re-
Itsoce on the back seat, to a state o
mind au which newly -fledged philanth
ropy struggled with • terror art rars.nuf
fine She had to oome to the con
t
elusion that her visit to the parsonage
k•att beak .osoest. What have y•
done with them t' Thea hew rq
.not ty roams wad t},swdlatber Rex-
, sry', gold piens wu0M have nt.•rrd t p
at. lust tee ! At d he would have stood
e; modal sus! And he would have
said, "Y+ did it seat unto nae, Depots
from, ale," and what answer .wed I
hat a made hie. ! "It is very true." she
ouutlaued, its Ikea wane gittteg Mese the
pathway Zile a fsiry,T "••t each he thea
Kiuguual of Heevwtt."
Ilia ttaa.
danced across the meadow her delight
was unbounded. After • day or two
Mus Roxbury took the morning trsiu
down to Badleyvtlle to do some shop-
ping. She was gone until night, and all
the way home she thought of the glad
voice that w.,uld welcome bee, and her
face grew en radiant with the new joy in
her sou! that when she slighted with
parcels at Lynferd station, old Deacon
Bennet failed to recognize her until she
had passed him
had been made during en attach of "Wall, I declare," he said, "Reliance
mantel aberration but the word of • looks as if she had diskivered • gold
Roxbury wad as immovable as the
historic granite on which Zephaniah
Roxkury stepped from the "Mayflower"
in 1620, and the last representative of
the race would not falter now, although
seized with dire apprehension when-
ever her eyes rested .on the verbena
bed.
It was with a grim determination to
brave the wont, that she awaited the
train that afternoon, but when the the moat extensive volume ofp hilar.
1
locomotive appeared on the bridge below throphy that was ever written.The
Ithe village, the thought of the dreadful village dressmaker wu installed in thh
' boy who was coming to invade her peace hoose far a week The Rocky bfoua-
( fol domain nearly overcame her, and
tam patchwork was consigned to the se -
hs impulse was to order the hired man elusion of the spare room closet, and
to drive home as ;sickly as possible. Mies Roxbury dev.laped a taste in
She could appretisb tib emotions of a Mother Hubbard's dresses and ruffled
Roman dame .t the sppru•cb of the
Vandal.
As the train stopped at the station
mine."
Mies Roxbury reached home and soon
Unser Teen. ss."
N'iaat ! Newel easel J.•luuts.e iT•nt0
Butene : i i.ru .bo •u •t ""ere, tee lost_
toady
osl-
ttvedy the t...t %general 'unto oar the
manse.
s'e -ere heard ui it but thought t ..t
it ore f • ..r 1.1•:e' ..e the li.' ••t hie
%tau) tia.,.y 1•tap..1au••n'e teat rto•'d
Nearer., tau: .,"Cr you r+O.Wu%eud •9
4l46ly 1', 4••e it a trial. D• e
i••..t tor a u••n.plauu au which a tic
.• .•1 h.tteu'. a"d c4'1 be taken by wen,
•..wan. 0a clad. 3U auJ $l lira h .tt e
it ria"+e • ISi ug store, Alal.n ••tock,
G,•deaeh,eolr •dent e
ll,•r••r p•nr rng g' men'. If .••J 1'- 0.
.unae 1•o u.e+t • w ui o; t ' d.. s crri•on
thing ata certain wtuient, 1'e ready at
the sple'loved one.
Sore Eyes
The rya -i, are always to srnoputhy wadi
the body, ani ',ford as eteelteut index
of its condition. When the ilea heroins
weak, sod the lids i.gateed and sore, is Is
an evidence that the system has heroine
like Dot's. and her features delicately di.ordrr•d by Scrofula, aur which Ayer'•
shaped. This letter that Miio Roxbt ry 5arsaperilk b the beet kuuwt remed.
had written lay crumpled and tear stew Scrofula. white produced • painful iw-
ed on the pillow.
filmsetter to my roes, caused me .•h
while Mtss Roxbury gazed the w, mat, suffering for a number of years. By the
I iii. ire of s pbyskiaa 1 oonialrnctd taking
opened her eyes. They were beautiful .A rr. Sarsapariva, Atter udng ibis
eyes, but aid with want and • struggle mrdiaae a .bort time i was completely
spinet despair. She tried Inti up acd I Cured
moaned , Mt eves :Ire now In a .pleudi 1 cendltlon,
1 and h am as well anal .tn ss eyer. —
"My baby—please give me my LIST : Mr.. William Hage, Cuoc.rdd,. H.
Just then Dot returned and arced
the pitcher of water to her mother, who
For number of year's i was troubled
wtth a buttwr in ms qr.. and was, unable
to obtain any relief eased 1 eommrnewl
drank hang ,and eagesrly, then h Adwg using A%cr'. laraparilla. This istehelee
out her arms to Dot, said feehly to Mat hss.Qirtr.l a eonopkte ca., awl 1 Irelkre
it to t r for beet of bWuJ yuriIIrrs.
iroxbury : t. E. Upton, Nashua, N. 11-
"0, madam. will you take are of rely From childhood. and until within a new
little girl ? 1 think I'm guaog to die." mouth.. I hair been afDktr"J uItb Weak
ao4 burr 1 yea. 1 boor ued fit thea,•
had the "gold mine" in her arms. I "You are not goio¢ to die—note • bit complaint., with brocade! units. Avers
After tea the parcels had to be open- of it," said Mies Roxbury. pouring out p'r tarda, awl ..w.Mtrr It • uvot, tet.
Pa Pe purf4rr. —Yrs. t'. 1'hitdps, librer, Yt.
ed. Then were paper patterns, rolls of s orae wine into • teacup, "but I'll take,p .ufrrrJ ora year With ltsganos',
muelia, embroidery and blue flannel, a can of you both. There, drink the., tion is me left eye. Tare* *leen formed
pair of child's slippers, dainty hose, sod you'll feel better right away. How etnilioic ggar•at pais etre tr*ingg %Waal
bright ribbons and • large doll. long since you've had anything to eat • other r• nie.Brs, to neo purpow as Anally
"Oh, oh, oh was all that Dot could induct—do, toe Arer's :Sarsaparilla, and,
say. but her tone expressed more than
'Day before yesterday,' was the
faint reply, '•I had to stop work four
days aro."
"Now, Mr Kndx," said Miss Ito: -
By Taking
three bottles of this medicine. base been
entirely rurrd. My sight los• been re-
stored, and there is no siva of tn6amms-
bury, alippiag her purse into his hand, sou sets• or ulcto myy KeoJai ►
T. Bowen, Sugar Treser IdJgeeve.
, Ube-- .
"just step out to the nearest irreery . My iiamglter, ten years old, wait sMkted
and order time kindlteg w."d •nd..&.a with Scrofulous Sore Eyes. During the
and sugar. I'll poach a tom fresh erg, I.st two years she serer saw blo of say •
kind. Pio sklam of the highest standing
for this poor soul, and we'll see about exerted their skill• but with so permanent
elfin her out of this place.- sateen' On the rta-oe�dstioe of a
getting p friend I purchased a battle of Ayers Bae►
saIla, w bkb my daughter
taking. Before abet had used ti.
bottle her .light wee restored, and sea tea
now toots steadily at a brilliant tight with-
out pace. Her cure Is complete. - W. E.
Sutherland, Evasgeflst, Shelby City. Ky.
aprons that was truly marvellous. The woman's face brightened, but she
In the meantime she wrote a letter to said, "I'm giving you much trouble.'
Dot's mother, in which Dot added the "Trottile '." said Mus Roxbury,
The child turned restlemly on the mis- i the people crowded forward to welcome picture of the cat, which although not "I'm all alone in the world, and I ver •
sable draw pallet ii I$irnrner of the their guests. Mies Roxbury peered absolutely true to nature, resembling in house with twenty four rooms to it. and
small hot niom. It was after midnight, ', autiouly from the rockaway It was fact the plan for a house, was a great plenty to du with, and "what I've been
arta m summer, but there was a tin in 1 not • very appalling sight. A tReonp of satief•ction to the young artist Then thinking of all these years i can't
the stove, for the woman! a the pine I Pais little children, tired, dusty and be- came no reply to this letter. sae. I've Leen • crusty, cold, do -
Dors cheeks was getting rosy and her •errenahle old fossil, Mrs Winthrop, and
step buoyant. "If it wasn't for mamma" when I come down hen and find talk 1
she said, "I wouldn't emit to go hack starving to death, and crowded like
forever n ever." cattle. I wonder the good Lord has had
When Mr Knox, the gentleman in any mercy on me. Duu 1 you worry au -
her work, and smoothed the dark ealtco lamb for you," laid Mr. Alder. charm of the party, called to see that other mita Here's the first stuff si-
cken as carefully as if it were the finest Ilia* Roxbury had not observed his 1 Dot would be re•dp to recant at the ftp- ready."
muslin and lace. She had worked from apprwch in the crowd, and gage • start I pointed time, Mies nos. exclaimed Miss Roxbury rolled up her sleeves,
early dawn until dark at her daily task— 1 of surprise u he stood before her. M I almost fiercely : pct an apron over her adk skirt, and
button holes at four cents •linea. A she lacked thew was •curios. sensation I cut let her go.. I need her. Why while Mr Knox built a fire and brought
cup of tea and a crust of bread had been under the left side of her crape shawl,and may I not keep her 1" wane to heat, see bathed Mr. Win-
ker sustenance. FLr Dot there was • her cold gray area crew misty. "i do not believe her mother would throp's face and hands and brushed out
bun and an orange. The "dreadful boy'. had changed into
part with her, laid Mr Knox. her hair.
The dress wsa finished and hung on •tint girl of six pan, is (reit as •snow -
Miss Roxbury was silent for a few "Thank (3ud ! Why I'm better al -
the nolp chair to the room, with several drop, whose coarse attire could not mar moments, bet looked out on the lawn ready," mid Mrs Winthrop, with • ran
other small article. A hat of coarse j the lovetinela of her dark violet apes where Dot was swinging to a hammock smile.
white strew, with • blue ribbon twisted 1 and hair of tangled saubealaa The lit- with the doll and at. "Of course you are, child," said Miss
around it, • pair ct brtght stockings, • the creature stretched out her arms to
wildered. Many eyes overflowed as the
train moved on, and left these wistful
faces, pinched by want and miefortuue,
in the midst of the kindly villagers.
"Here, Miss Roxbury. here is a wee
extra deprivation during the child's ab-
sence. She turned toward the pallet. Wined me yet, has you r'
Dot's violet eyes had opened. Her Miss Rotbsry hent and kissed the
golden curls were tan,tled by the tossing child. %The reckaway creaked louder
of her little head on the pillow Hs than before. The touch of the child's
thin, pinched features were flushed with mouth thrilled the iron nerves of the
felensh excitement. woman with • sensation inexpressibly
"Mamma, is it mornin 1"' delightful.
' •, darlingg."• Miss Roxbury had imagined her lite
The woman blew nut the light ; threw I to be • happy one. She now .fisc vered
herself on the pellet. Tiny fingers that she had mistaken selfish isolation
crept eagerly into her paint. for happiness. She was beginning to
"Mantels ; tell me mon abcut it," be happy the first time in fifty years.
leaded D Dot war too tired to be very talkative
Mies Roxbury, who reached forward *ad
took her into the rockaway, the ancient
springs of which creaked with aatonish-
ment. I V
"What is your name ?'said Miss Rot- When the morning of Dot's departure
bury, feeling strangely awkward as m
they canoe, Muss Roxbury arrayed herself in
drove along. her second bee black silk, put • few
"Dot," said the child. "Yoe hlrh't articles nn a satchel, filled • small
basket with fresh eggs, new biscuit, •
pot of butter and a bottle of current
wine, and said to Hannah :—
"I may be gone two or three day..
Have the seat chamber thoroughly air-
ed and dusted before I get back, tall
w
Hiram to take a peck of pedove to Lane.
Mn Alder. Don't forget to see if those Mrs Winthrop smiled from her wfe-
sinned strawberries have worked or not, dow, and then came an answering
and bo sure the front door is kept bolted •wile from the of the purple calico sun
and put the last brood of chickens in benne%.
"It will be a dull hoose without the
chill,"•she said : "but I will briug her
to the Motion."
p art. ,
"Marling, it is years and years since! but she leaned against Mies Roxbury
1 minima saw the country, but tt was I with a look of quiet wonder and content
just as i've told you. Wide, clean i to her oleo. t" she asked as
• treats, with lir trees and blue sky and "To! join' to eta, hen
Aowen '• I that rockaway stopped •t the Roxbery + At the well-eurb. He is so opt to fie, I weahe,."
"Oh, oh murmured Dot. oreuto gate and she acre eyed the n!d Kiane '� things "
es, chil. "A'sll, it does best all,"" said lin
'Voss Fon 'e they ll giro tote one lower, , house with woodbine clambering over Dot was bailed in leashe os
• t 1 fused on the street
t once— its graf walls. un asm-t-
- Lane, wiping( her eye on the corner of
d•• ed to her place in the rookaway. her checkered gingham apron, "i s'p.se
• 'illi wits lower. A lady dropped '1.10°. I "isn't i neon' back r' she said.
Dot's au grew luno,snee. A bath, • i ' i needn't ask you now, Reliance, what
h'"1 ho , deer," replied Mir Rot- ' you think of the Fresh Air Fend t"
"Yes, dear, you 11 have all the Atiwen bountiful supply of breed and milk and , in .n
you'll want, dust talk any more to. a walk in toe earths kept her joyful till ' bery, who appeared preoce*ged sad 1 "What do you think of it T' mid Miss �j pjj T }�}
n ight." twilight, but with bedtime caste •serous and •coroely heard Dote ehrNer! Roxbury gravely. "i believe it's beers; JOHN ¥MOX esYit
Cozbury. "We'll ase what good food
and 'fountain sir will do for you yet.'
A few days later found an occupant_
in the great east chamber of the Rot -
bury house. ---
Mrs Winthrop sat io an easy chair
before the open window inhaling
the blossoming honeysuckle that nod-
ded to her through the casement.
The morning sunlight fell across her
bright hair and peaceful face.
Det hung over her shoulder and threw
daisies in her lap.
Down by the garden fence stood ices'
Roxbury talking with her neighbor, �
Ayer's'Sarsaparilla,
Trepami toy Dr. J..'. Ayer t Ce.. Lowell, Masse
b.t4 by as Vrwsglsts. Pres SI; Ms ti.rtlre, K
t tree son.
Around each ',,t,!. of Dr Chase's
Lir.r Cure is a medical guide and recipe
b "•k conta'niog n« -fol iufonu•tton..'tet'
2011 rr,•-'ars, al pr•nounced by d•.ct.•r'
■od doi.git..ts as worth ten 'mufti the
cwt o1 t' -e ,,.rdt,.•.. . Merlicu.e and
h eie $1. &. .id by .11 druggists.
the other comp, and keep • newspaper I "So you're really goin' to keep 'em, i
over the geranium slips in the after- said Mn Lama
noon.",.Yes I ve adopted both of 'em," re -
"Yee, m•'m." 1 plied Mies Roxbury, with a to Deum in --
"And, Hannah, be very careful to 1 her "ties, "ad I have seat for half a Th1 ey
keen out the flies, and tell Hinton to desert little girls to stay until cold 0 ��pw 4 Q�
We on t err those.
D.:n't a;l• e a cold ro the heed to .luw-
1v and aunty ren wt•. Catarrh. when
you can he curvet for Zoe. by mono 1)r.
Chase a Caton h Curr. A few &oplica-
tioos Cure iuctpietit catarrh : 1 run 2 I"•xs
cures ordinary vatarrh ; 2 to b het.. n
guar: ••••ed t'. cure chronic catarrh. Try
it. i o.•'y 25: and sure curt. S•'1.1 by
all druggist. ly
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put revs, said }IaanaA..t the lore. The sky was •Yeasty white with the
Mies Roxbsry rut at ones, glad of dawn. The ninths did not sone As
soother *hued fax her $bowfbts, bid the light 01 undue day of misery eras
avoid ler weighieig gtitlt� Mgaseriy. eel into the room, She raised herself ns
hes i.refel ealeelatintr a /ills sed ori* *Ilene and looked long at her child,
resod*, the strange impresses did lige rvsistisg aa nnope/es to ssateh it to bee
+iw
the longing for th. mother.
' • 1 wart may ..sm$ - my owe mam-
ma, she said.
Then Mies Rothery rave hill vest to
the Matinee that eau never be utterly de-
i strayed in • wows. Taking the shill
the way to tie ebtbn. I the sees of savtug my catch• i u►ald � The elyerllw•r is prepared "Why, Mus Rowatury," said lir A1• bee gone sato the nest gelid .osd.ryg my I 110 with
on to undo* tea tial
tier es he ssststed her to the *dorm,
"yen are • veritable fairy god mother.
This rosy, drawly maidere senesce be the
same bit ul hsetmdt,y that I held to my
hoed pretty high. sad enesideiog m,- The Finest Rigel
self better than mat folk, ed the I AT RrAeONAaLi PBtCia
Jake would have said. "Belleau Roe.CALLAfip lt‘,11-• eOne the caber
Meg. 1 gave ,es a Ism been Med $ I agyelle. lgg le Ink 1> th11s
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