Little Golden's Daughter
t ondecent man?" inquired old Dinah of her nursli
quainted with him, mammy?" in
her woolly
my lamb," she said. "He called you Missie
cheeks grew scar
of what he done, the impident wily
l impulsively. "You heard what he said-it was a mer
decidedly. "I'll miss my guess if de ole man don't
Indeed, indeed, he is not the wicked man you believe him. He has kept
orrified. "Tell me all about it dis minut
e knew the old woman's love for her too well. She dried her
d it would not be fair for us to make t
k arms clasped around her knees, looking up into her nursling's eage
rouble, and perhaps the bitterest sorrow from these two meetings b
grandpa," Golden pleaded. "I will do anythi
ah announced
k to the strange gentleman again, lit
wy, ruffled pillows, her golden hair straying loosely about her shoulders, her cheeks tin
to-night," she pouted. "Why should I neve
ou. Ole brack mammy know
much," said Golden
ke him," responded Dinah.
eve it," said
retorted Dinah. "You'll ne
he child. "Will no
andpa, honey, and 'taint likely dat
med to be thinking intently. After
young. Who will take car
ck mammy, I g
id Golden. "You may no
e old negress. "Ah, my precious lamb, I has outlive
ed very sad for a momen
sarcumstances of the case to-morrow morning. Leastwise,
ry hard," s
at the wilyun, a-comin' in and kissin' you so unceremoni
e pillows, and a deep sig
d Dinah. "I knows what's for your good
fting her flushed face from the pillow a moment to fix her
ly promise it," was th
t, and Dinah saw the tears co
?" she inquired, only confirmed in
nless you give me leave, black mammy,
d go to sleep, honey, and I'll fetch my pallet in yere, and sleep o
, and Dinah threw down a quilt on the floor and ro
ut her eyelids resolutely, but the busy, beautiful brain was too active to admit of
art, "and yet I do not even know his name. I wond
is presence in her room, she could not believe him the
id to herself, "and they tell me Elinor wants to marry him;
almost as old as her years. They had always hated her,
but it did not take her long to re
d. It was a wonder that anyone could ha
on the mind of the girl that it was so. She knew that her life was
ons, no pleasures for her, and no
only his way, she said to herself, little dreaming of the dark mystery that lay like a deep, impass