452 TENANTS OF AN OLD FARM. 



ing-house, and some day soon will be the head of the 

 firm. lie developed a strong taste for entomology, is 

 an active member of the Academy of Natural Sciences, 

 and a good authority in the American Hymenoptra. 



"Tell them what became of Sarah," the Mistress 

 said, prompting me as I paused in my narrative. " In 

 spite of her superstition and sharp tongue, I am sure 

 she has some friends among your readers." 



Oh, to be sure. There is a spice of romance in her 

 story, too. Sarah's 'matrimonial wenlur,' as she was 

 wont to call him, turned up at last, and despite his 

 long desertion, was welcomed and received bj' the faith- 

 ful cook. Tom had been a memljcr of a Colorado bat- 

 tery during the war, had saved most of his wages, 

 gathered no end of good sense by his experience, and 

 being thoroughly homesick, came back East. He 

 found Sarah still officiating in the Old Farm kitchen 

 under the new regime and the two ' tuk \\\) agin',' to 

 use the quaint phrasing of the country-side. When 

 Hugh vacated the tenant-house, the re-mated pair 

 moved in, and there they dwell. Sarah has learned 

 something as well as Tom, and carries a less waspish 

 tongue than in earlier dajs. However, she has never 

 given up her fancy for the conch-sholl, and winds its 

 rude notes at noon and evening with a never-failing 

 gusto. 



" Old Dan now," said the Mistress. "You musn't 

 forget him." 



Forget old Dan ? No ! T have received too much 

 genuine comfort from that odd patriarch to omit him 



