The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-01-01
NETTIE'S WORTH.


to be denied the enjoyment
Andrew" said his mother, with a
tone of'yoice full of surprise and pain,
"the motherof our expected guest has
been,a true friend to your dear father,
as we'll as faithful comforter to his
companion in lite; hence If he wished her
daughter to visit us, for the restoration
of her health, we should welcome her
kindly"
~Ah, yes; but, mother, we men regard
things differently from what you women
folk do, you know. Besides, had
planned to enjoy boating and fishing dur
ing my vacation, and what can fellow
do,with lady always at his heels? But
say, mother, j. this Miss Nettie Chester
good looking? You know we men ad-
mire beauty"
"She was called beauty from a child.
l have not seen her since," replied Mrs.
Carpenter, quietly. However, Andrew,
you will not be troubled with the care OF
this young lady. / will ask Austin to as
sumo that great responsibility"
And Andrew laughed aloud at the bare
thought Of Austin, his farm-bred brother,
playing the agreeable to an heiress like
Nettie Chester.
"Beg pardon, mother, but really l
could not help smiling, for Austin is SO
very bashful, and we men can not put up
with that you know. By the way, my
brother ought to 60 TO the city with me.
He is Just good for nothing, moping here
on the farm"
1 could not spare both my lads at
once," replied Mrs. Carpenter tenderly,
yet half rebukingly, as the saucy eyes
again looked into hers.
And, nodding gayly, the handsome
face took its departure.
"Well, Austin, what does she look
like, eh? Or were you too shy to take
a peep at her? You went to the station
for her, did you not?
Austin Carpenter rose from his seat
under the old apple tree, and threw
aside his book as his brother spoke, while
bright flush mounted to his pale brow.
"No, no." he stammered hurriedly;
Father! Well. well, that is good. Why,
Austin, what a dolt you are!"
"But, Andrew, / am not myself when
in ladies' society, you know" said Aus
tin. "
Andrew smiled as he stuck one Of the
apple blossoms into his button-hole.
"Come on, Austin. Let us 60 and re.
ceive the criticisms of this fair lady.
What, afraid? No.. no. She is only a
woman after ALL" .r
Miss Nettie Chester rose gracefully al
the two brothers came in-Andrew COO
and collected, Austin painfully shy, with
his tall, awkward figure and pale face
and received their greeting kindly.
"How do you do? All! is this Austin
am glad to see you, and I trust we shall
soon be good friends, for have hearc
much about you." ,.a.-..-- -.y....
Austin blushed, stammered out some
thing as the little hand laid itself withir
his, then retreated behind his eide
brother.
She was scarcely seventeen, as pretty
as pink, with her brown eyes, red lips
and hair of FURNISHED gold, and as fra
. gile as snowdrop, with her white, oper
brow, and soft, dainty hands, now finger
ing the chain at her belt.
Andrew Carpenter rather liked tht
looks Of the young girl who had come tt
spend her summer at his house.
After all, he was rather glad she hat
come; but, to tell the truth, Miss Netti'
proved q troublesome visitor to th'
naughty Andrew.
Sugar was sprinkled upon his mea
and salt in his coffee.
His private papers were displaced.
His slippers were filled with prickly
burs, and the clean sheets upon his be(
were rendered uncomfortable with oats
In short, everything was done to tor
ment him; and Andrew cried vengeance
while at the same time he could no
keep away from the young lady.
As for poor Austin, he looked a
smilingly and studied harder than ever
while, as his shyness wore away, man,
AN hour found Nettie Chester beside him
helping and encouraging him, until h
grew at last to look upon her as frien
interested in his welfare, and quietl
said, when put upon by his handsom
brother: e,i.-.-. a..., v .., ,.c...
"Don't be jealous, Andrew, I am onl
poor farmer, after all, and you are
gentleman, you know" 'l. (! .@i
Yes, Andrew knew it to be justso; ant
as he sauntered toward the great barn o
the lookout for their gay guest, he coul
Nnot help casting one ray Of pity upon ri
rough, shy brother. a.. o.. sar, .s.-
- "Oh, Mr.. Carpenterl Take care, please
Lam losing my holdl There they 90
Oh, dear mel What have | done7"
Andrew crushed the broken egg-shell
with their sticky contents, from his eye
and idolized mustache, and then locke
up the ladder from whence the soun
proceeded, straight into the teasing face {
Miss Nettie, and shade Of annoyant
crept over his. 41a ia-sa4 !, t
In a moment more slight fori
bounded to his side, and pair of sol
LonIa rrara urrnp over the broken apC