The Newtown bee., 1879-08-06
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1t is almost that now, mamma. We have the only vacant seats, l believe" "
 And I mean to keep them too" an nounced Mrs. Glennor.
 At that moment spoke voice at her elbow.
 "Is that engaged, madamP"
 Mrs. Glennor and Mabel both looked | up to see young lady dressed in plain, untrimmed linen suit, with a brown veil covering her hat entirely, and shading plain, homely face. Her speech was that of a well-bred person, but her exceeding ly plain attire stamped her i'll Mrs. Glen nor's eyes as common folks" not worth an effort to be polite. She turned to the window and settled herself in her place without seeming to hear, but good na- tured Mabel spoke at once.
 Mine isn't. Y ou arc welcome to | share it,"
 And, notwithstanding the decided frown on her lady-mother's face, she f tossed her " traps" over on the pile al- | ready beside Mrs. Glennor, and smiled a reply to the young strangers quet "thank you," as she sat down, holding | the small sachel she carried in her lap.
 ''It will tire you. There is plenty ot room over here with ours," said Mabel, 1 reaching out her hand toward the sachel.
 The young lady placed it upon the seat herself saying:
 q was afraid it would trouble you
 "Not at all" returned Mabel.
 But Mrs. Glennor, with little accent of spite, addressed her daughter
 "Mabel, don't make yourself over otfl- cious, I wonder how far it is to Hamh- ton?" o,,
 Don't the table tell you, mammal"
 "No. Only the larger stations are down. We'll" with a sigh and glance at the intruder, "at least we shall be able to pick our own society there"
 Mamma don'tm pleaded Mable in low tone, flushing at her mothers rude ness.
 sI detest these trains, where every rude person who chooses may intrude upon you," went on Mrs. Glennor, coolly. ,,.
 Mabel knew there was no telling where her mother would stop, once she was on the track, and she noted the flush which overspread the strangers face. She quietly changed the subject.
 Do you know MT. Hamilton's family, mammal"
 "Not the children. Not since they were grown, that is, I saw them when they were little."
 eff they are like their noble old father, I'm sure I shall like them. l think he is splendid,n D answered Mabel.
 The strange lady smiled quietly.
 Mrs. Glennor answered.:
 'sI dare say they are. Birth anG bree ding always show, Mabel. l, for one, could never mistake a person of | wealth and culture for common one." "Is there only one daughter?" asked Mabel.
 Only one at home, the youngest one, Henrietta. And one son, Richard. l consider it very fortunate that Hamil- ton invited us to make this visit, Mabel. Richard Hamilton will be very wealthy, and, if you play your cards well, who knows what you may do in the way of settlement?"
 "Now, mamma, if you begin to talk 1 UIldb way 1 IIo SOICDiIIJ tlCCI6t1C Il w III take the next train that passes Us back home and not go at all."
 Mrs. Glennor knew the girl was quite capable of keeping her word if she was pushed too far, so she said no more, but betook herself to the prospect in view from her window.
 The ride was a warm one, but Mabel enjoyed it, and in spite of her mammals frowns, chatted with her seat-mate very socially.
 It was getting sundown when the train stopped at Hamilton, and several passengers descended, among whom wa Mrs. Glennor and Mabel.
 There was a forlorn looking station with dusty little reireshment bar in one corner of dingy room labeled Ladies Room" There were two or three village idlers, with hands in their pockets, promenading up and down the platform, and that was all. -s
 ''What dons this mean?'' fretted Mrs. Glennor. ''Mr. Hamilton wrote he | would be certain to have the carriage meet us,"
 | Perhaps it will be here yet, mamma" " said Mabel. Suppose you ask one of these men if it has been seen."
 II believe I will, ? said Mrs. Glennor. marching majestically up to one of the men aforesaid and inquiring:
 'sCan you tell me whether MT. Hamil- tons carriage has been at the station to- dayp"
 4 Yes s'm-no'm-I don't know-there it are coming now" was the slightly in coherent answer.
 Turning in the direction of his extended finger she saw handsome carriage roll ing rapidly up.
 ''It is just coming,n she announced tc Mabel, whose eyes had already informed her of that.
 They waited mon that dreary platform