The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1881-04-21


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.'To let?''. said the agent. Ready
furnished? For d month? Really, ladies,
I'm very much afraid I haven't any prop
erty, in my hands-not at present, ct
.least-thatIw will meet your expectations:
I've plenty of unfinished houses, and
plenty to rent for q year. But for this
month? There isn't any such real estate,
in the marketAthere isn't, indeed.p
, ssWe don'twanta an unfurnishedh ouse,
said Angela Frost. as q arE
"And we have no occasion to use a.
house for a year," added Josephine, her
tall. Blooming young sister. tsl
The. agent bit the end of bis quillpen,
and looked at them obviously, from be-
hind the ink-splashed rails Of his desk.
seWe are scheolteachers, !" NISSAN
gela explained, ssand we have Just a
months vacation; and we want to spend
it In a. healthfuI country resort, where 1
can botanize, and where my sister can
sketch in water-eolors FROM nature"
sssAhI' said the Observation-Disclosures,
I'm very sorry, ladies, but I don't think
there's any property in the market here
| abouts that will meet yourideas."sNa .
stage
leave the hotel?" Josephine asked rather
| despondent1y. 3
aAt five, L believe" the agentre-
And the two ladies' went slowly out Of
the stuffy little room with its high desk,
Tits floor covered with cheap seilJeloth,
and its general atmosphere of stale TO
bacco-smoke.
"Tm 30 sorry Angel" said the
Younger. aThe air of these pine-wooded
glens is rthes very thing for your
Sand the little river in thedeep gorge
is such an exquisite study for your
paintings. Jo," said Miss Frost, fondly.
"Conldnt we live in a barn p sug-
eested 10, with a comical arch Of her
eyebrows. - Sfad z a. taB8N1n !
"sI'm afraid not, . sighed Angela 2
H. The read estate agent in the meanwhile,
had hardly smoked a pipe and read the
local paper before the door burst open,
and short, stout lady,in apihk hat and
/ wi eA4 - EE NfEr|L AH
Mr.. Muggeridge, said she, handing
/ you nay sell Observation-Disclosures with a
COW, a poultry-house and the pory-chaise
thrown in"
Madam" said Mr.. Muggeridge, be.
wildered. IL.
"Im tired Of it." said the lady. "Su.
sic and Jennie are homesick to get bach
u 41o o,k, or1 Gu n Two 1oo~ ,r,4k
out a servant since Monday, and now
Tn going to take the evening stage tc
town, and meet my husband before he
vexed, but I can't help it. And I've left
brother Duke to follow u.s." :
. "You couldn't LET it for a month p
experimentally hazarded Mr. Mug.
.geridge. 8 gor %. a5s8w az ID
"Td let it for three days." said th'
lady. 80 |s''A'' 90
81 could find yo~utenants for a month,
end of that time. something else mighi
offer" s
every wei" said the lady; ether,
lis the key" FR' scr scg ~ ylS
And away she went; and MI. Mug
geridge clapped his hat on the back @
his head and set of, in hot haste, to tn,
hotel, for. an interview with the tw,
young ladies who had so recently lief
his-ofice. @
And so it happened,that 10 andAnge
Frost took triumphant possession of w
Glen, O romantic cottage, half covers
with the dark green, glossy leaves of tn
vine from whichit derived its name, witt
a boudoir, piano, and all the picture
parlanded with pressed ferns and drle'
autumn leaves, and libraryofnovels.
: stMrs. Fitch must have been a YER
literary person" said Jo.!1 80 @
Sand musical" added Angel.
"As for q servant, wouldonly be-
nuisance" said Jo. Ms SyGgI
"Il groom the pony myself" sal
Angel. "He's no bigger than a New
foundland dog-the darling"
Sand I'll milk the COW and feed tn
dear little Chickens declared pretty Iii
{ tie Jo. @ r. N =
! tits really an earthly paradise, sal
I the elder sister. sa
] $50 it is" assented Jos
] The two sisters passed three days
q unmitigated happiness in the dee
~ravines and cool, fower.enameled wood
? that surrounded IvyHGlen. ~
. Angela made various valuable add
. tions to her herbarium, and 10 sketche
! leafy hooks, bits of falling water an
: sunset effects to her hearts conten
until finally a good, old-fashioned rail
storm set in, Of 81 July afternoon, an
> prisoned them in the cottage parlor.
, -'sHow stupid this isl" said 10, startir
! up from her book, as the twilight shat
ows brooded darker and darker, in IL
! room. "Jets go down to the barn, an
!. talk to Dick and Frizzle. Poor dear
a they must be as lonesome as we are"
III Now, Dick was the pony, and Frizz
was the COW; and 10 and Angel we
: already upon the most affectionate tern
4 of intimacy with them.
1t was quite, dusk, when Marmadul
birmingham opened the hal-door al
strobe in, shaking the rain-drops fro
( his shoulders as if he had been a hui
: Newfoundland dog, and finging his ifs
0 ing-cree1 and tackle on the table.
< 'Lout" he called, all over the nous
: in a CHEEKY, stentorian voiceA'Louisa
Il But, as might be expected, no answ
9 was returned; and he went up to a Ct
u tain pretty little circular-walfed rool
where he hadbeen wont to keep his sii
pers, gun-case, and sundrys other ms
: culine appurtenances, when s%oiournil
: with. his sister, Mrs. Fitch, at Ivy Gle
) "It's as quiet here" he muttered, u
. der his breath, sas an enchanted cast
Where is Lou?-where are the children
o Bnt he paused on the threshold. Ev
. by the waning twilight, he could %,