Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1870-01-19

''Hump' interrupted Kitty, ''she makes
cold ehills run over me. She's winding
'em al about her two little fingers, and she
has the evil eye for certain. Mind you, she
brings no good ~
Next morning as met Emily on the stair
case, stopped her and looked straight up
at her face
Whats the matter now, Charlie?" she
asked, with toss of Ter yellow curls.
Il want to see your eyes; please look at
me-"
What for?' she demanded, without
meeting my glance.
kitty says you have the evil eye for GER
tain. What does she mean Emily?" l
asked mischievoasly.
Il should think, Charlie. you might
know by this time that what servats mean
is not of the slightest Importance. And
she moved haugh,ily By me.
4 week after Kitty was dismissed Lou
ise pleaded fer her in vain. She had lived
with US for six ysafs. AID asRed my moth
er what fault she had committed.
Emily has discovered her in some dis
honesty" mother said, quieft5. Il don't
know what should do without Emily
Evidently Emily vas quite usurping Lou
Use place, but Lou didn't seem to mind,
and loved her just as well. One day | asked
Lou if she wasn's jealous. She blushed
brightly, and said With shy smile, why,
Charlie, if | should ever be leaving home,
you know, | should feel SO much better to
have my place filed SO that they would not
miss me -
81 should miss you should miss you ~
exclaimed, clingiug 70 her and half crying.
She bent down and kissed me.
MY darling boy. do you think should
not take you with me? We will never be
parted, Charlie. could not bear any one
10 take my ploce in your heart!''
sdppose when she spoke of leaving
home, she was thinking of Philip Rayburn,
for had heard several little hints and whis-
pers lately, which made me pretty sure that
some things were settled between them !;
and he came to the kouse oftener than ever.
When the reception rooms were all ar
ranged again, MY mother disposed of the
furniture differently, moving chairs, tables
and sofas to quite different positions, Emily
advising her. One great, richly carved
sofa, with high antique back, she insisted
should be placed trat ersely across corner.
at looks so much easier than to have it
md hf hx,t IL IL. oil
she said | chuckled 10 myself, for fore
saw rare hiding place; which might remain
unsuspected for long time if I were care
full, and the uext chance had, when no one
was in the room, collected a few things in
that corner for private delectation. l put
the softest hassock there, ard a Scotch plaid
to lie on. one of my little chloroforn bottles
which keep to smell at when am nervous
and some of my favorIte books. OF course
| could not read in there, but just the lay
ing of my hand or cheek on volume brings
its contents all into my mind. Such snug
little triangle as made of it, shaded and
secluded entirely by the high back of an
cient carving, and the only light that could
reach me there must crawl along the carpet,
under the damask and fringe. It was very
satisfactory, and all my own secret
Emily began to be invited everywhere !;
under mama chaperonage society received
her with open arms bouquets and cards of
invitation kept our little waitress doing duty
at all hours, and gentlemen made ealls of an
evening. inquiring especially for Miss Grey.
My mother scolded her for receiving them
so cody; but, despite the coldness, Emily
infused some namt less charm into her man
ner which made them call again and again.
II was during these days that Louise and
Philip had falling out; why, do not
know, bat some trouble there evidently was
Loui grew sad and constrained, but made
no confdant of any one unless it was Emily
| would have cut my right hand off at any
time to serve Louise, but she never asked
me to serve her.
One day heard her say to Emily, You
must see him when he comes this afternoon.
| cannet. And o make him understand
that never could have written those dread
full letters, and tell him that cannot see
him till he has faith in me again. 1t would
break my heart to see distrust in his eyes
o Emily" And my bonnie Louise bowed
her head and wept.
1t cut me to the heart, and | was SO help
less to aid her For the first time in my
life | regretted my peculiar physique, for
other brothers were expected to defend their
sisters, and did it; but what could L, poor
dwarf, do to bold, athletic, handsome Philip
Rayburn2 felt very ignominious, and crept
away to my corner and my chloroform be-
hind the sofa for consolation, and there fell
asleep in my misery.
| awoke suddenly at last, hearing voices.
am always on the alert, and never startled
into making noise, so lay perfectly still
and quiet to hear what was going on. Emily
Grey was talking to Philip Rayburn in her
characteristic, low, sweet voice, and imag-
inc just how her lovely pale face looked with
its great, sad blue eyes, and her yellow curls
floating over her shoulders.
''Itpuzzles me 50, she said, hesitatingly /;
ssI cannot bear TO believe that Louise wrote