The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-08-13

nv best ewes ut home; the old pair chr.
~ In my head don't amount to much"
Andy took the folded paper, and prom
ised to be careful Of Il; and by that time
Charley and his load had arrived at the
stone SchOol.house, which looked very
much live a juvenile .penltentiary. The
chOolmistress was standing In the door
ringing the bell, and the children scrlm,,
bled down the side Of the wagon, and
sCampered Oft TO save their marks for
punctuality. a..ln g-.a .gtI
Jane Freeman had been busy all day
with her friend Mary Lang, the pretty
girl from IIiIlsdalc. There Is nothing, ut
first, so cngrossing to the lRipd, of q cOun-
try girl as the stylish CLOTHES Of her city
visitor. Mary had q number Of klsEiona'
bly.made dresses, and, as old Mrs. Free
man remarked, she had got the very
latcst quirk" in her pretty hair. She was
gOod.natured girl, and had let Jane cut
thepattan of her Yisite. md her tabled
muslin cape, and had shown her Just how
to do the captivating twist. Now the
two girls were bending out Of the sitting
room window, which looked upon the
orchard, with It's gnarled bOughs, and
cool green lights, and white clovcr'heads
dropped upon tho grass like unstrung
pearls. Aleck had come up from the gar
den, and was leaning on his hOe.handle,
talking to them. he was u muscular,
wcll-mAde young fellow; and the fact that
lie had once passed three years in q city,
and lad rubbed Oft the rustic bashtulness,
told upon him well. Now there was u
half.Quizzical, half.plcAsGd look pceping
out from under his dropped eyelids; and old
Mrs. Freeman, sitting on the back porch,
with her glasses in tic fold Ofa magazine
story, and the toe OF one Of her husbands
socks covering her knObby tlnger.ends,
glanced at the group, and thought to her.
self that Mary Lang, with all her tincry,
wouldn't he sorry to catch AleCk. Then
at the memory Of Hannah Ashley there
came little twingc Of anxiety; for Han
nah was her prime iavOrite; and, after the
manner ofsubstantial matrons, she dcsir.
cd her boy to marry u practical wife, who
knew how 10 cook his dinner and mako
him comfortable. The sight OF Mary
Lang's white h9rVcless hands, with their
pretty rings, caused the old lady to shake
her head, and mutter something about
dolls and poppets. ,.r,r. NJ
II Andy had come homo from school, and
had let the low.spirited dog out into tho
back lot to bark at the hensN little While by
way Of recreation. He was preparing TO
20 down 10 his squlrrel'trap in the woods;
and US he sat ttsslng away and whiStling
on the porch step, suddenly lie pulled q
paper out Of his jacket pocket, and scanl'
pered off with II TO the window
|! "IIcrcs something Deacon Ashley told
me to give you, Sis. He called II 0illy.
"Tou mean u William" put in Mary,
chucking him under the chin.
"Why it's nothing but that advertise
mento Of PutIers Pills the Deacon prom
cd father! Thought Hannah would be
sure to invite us to her quilting. said
Jane ina disappointed tone. "Say, Alcck,
havs ypu, and Han been qnarreling !" and
Psheigavellinl a. provoking. little thrust,
such US sisters are wont to administer
Aleck turned round, and set his elbows
squhrely Against the window:sillt and be-
gan to whistle low to himself.
Lets take ylat ride over SaddIeDack
Hill promised 70 give you Tomorrow
afternoon, Mary" said he, veerlng buck
again and chewing IN end OF grass;
Miss Lang expressed herself delighted
TO take tho ride; and everybody appeared
satisfied but Jane, who now would have
no opportunity to display the new twist to
ting girls before Sunday.
1ltnn6h's quilt had been put on the
frames the day before up In the spare
cllambcr-a large apartment with u car
pet in Venetian stripe, II high'post bed
stead drapcd in the whitest tliInlty,
heavy mahogany bureau with respectable
brass knobs, and an Old.iashioned glass
adorned with festoons Of pink and white
paper. There, were faded IootstoOls,
worked by Mrs. Ashley when girl, IN
chain.stitch embroidery; and framed
SAMPLERS and silhouette portraits upon the
wall OF cHppy old lady and sparc old
gentleman; and matronly punches of life
everlasting anu crystaliZcd grasses filling |
the plethoriC vases upon the mantel.picce.
Every thing was in apple.plc order, from
kitchen TO parlor, "a pleasant, moist
odOrs 6f Hannalrs sponge cake hung 10 tho
walls; and il you don't know what Han.
nah's sponge cake was like, il is useless
for me TO describe it,
tyHappah Ladput on her prettiest lawn
drcssEa pale green that became her
blonde beauty, and touched 1t up here
and there with bit Of pink ribbon.
Mrs, Ashley was pinning on her lalse
.putIs before the glass, and fastening her
collar with brooch adorned with ada
guGrTeotypelikenessoft he Deacon, which
looked as If II had been taken in a partic. |
ularty bad fit Of dyspepsia. She dearly
loved young company; and there was a
bright twinkle IN her eve, and Il pucker
about her mouth provocative of jokes
DSWhcn the girls had assembled, and the
kissing and taking of Of thing was well
'tlIrOugll with, tile grand business Of the