The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-01-15
Her Rustic Lover.

Dinner was over, and all the dishes
cleared away; and the thrifty farmers
wife had sat down to her sewing, with a
pair of silver spectacles perchcd on her
Roman nose. Fanny Clifford sat opposite
IA trim, pretty damsel, with sweet sun
burnt face, and great gray eyes, with blue.
black flashes coming and going in their
irises.
$50 Miles has really gomez said Fanny,
after moments silence and there was a
liltle quiver in her voice that the mother
fully comprehendcd.
YES" said Mrs. Perry, stitching dill
gently away at the unbleached cotton shirt
she was making for her husband, and pre-
tending not to see the flush on Fanny's
cheek, she has gone; aud great fool he
Is, In my humble opinion"
''Oh, Mrs. Perry |" deprecated Fanny
"What, what else is it2" asked Mrs
Perry, looking in an owlsh fashion through
the round lenses OF her spectacles. "ticre
he is, with as nice farm as there is in the
country, and him the only son. and yet
he's possessed TO go to the city and clerk
1t, Just because he thinks 1t IL little gen.
teeler than to plow and SOW and reap, as
his father and grandfather had done be-
fore him, AUDI she hcsltatcd little hero
- ''bccause he fances Antonia Archer will
DO pleased.
'.l'vc no patience with him; and wish
che had never come down to the Morrscs,
turning the heads of the girls with her city
airs and fripperics, and flirting with every
young man she could entice into her
tolls"
'Shc-shc IL very attractive" said poor
Fanny.
"Yes, to them as likes gliding better
than true gold, and Is caught by red cheeks
and dashing ways. Well"-Hftcr mo-
meut's pause, during which she stabbed
her needle vindictively into tic unoifendng
clotll-''there's some rs can learn by eX-
perience only, and our Miles is one Of the
sort. He'll be back, | expect, when he's
found out he isn't the only poor moth
whose wings have been scorched in the
flame of coquetles wicked eyes"
"Oh, Mrs. Perry, Miss Archer never
would refuse miles"
'lf l thought she wouldn't, should
give up" SAID Mrs Perry, energetically
ITO think of this kitchen, as I've cleaned
every Saturday morning, and kept 30 sweet
and fresh as a rose, being left to mlsera
BILE hired girl, while my lady idlcs in tht
best roomi do believe it would drive me
crazy.
''But you're not going, Fanny3 Stag
TO tea, there's dear, and III mix a pan o
light biscuit, and gather some O then
strawberries, as would make a fit supper
for princess. Stay, Fanny; lt's sort o
company for mo to have you here"
And Fanny Cliffords stays, her poor
sore heart somewhat relieved by the sym
pathy unspoken, yet expressed, of Mile
Perry's mother.
The June sunset, fading in such tende
tlnts Of rose and opal and gold over the oil
arm, was full Of glow and sultriness II
London.
The season was dull.
1t was Saturday afternoon, and tn
Messrs. Scratch s. Staylace, after gettin
all they could out Of their much h-endurin
clerks, had ut last reluctantly closed thei
tore and put up their wooden shutters.
And Miles Perry, tired and weary, ha
at last the opportunity to hurry home to hi
garret room IN third-rate fouse. lie pre-
posed to called OH Miss Archer and wit
eager restlcssness he tried on collar afte
collier, and finally adjusted scarlet sil
necktie FOR which he had paid the. to him
oxtravagant sum of five shillings, securln
II with gaudy pin, borrowed from one c
his companions AZ Messrs. Scratch & Stay
lace's end brushed diligently away unit
every speck Of dust was removed from hi
coat and .rowsers, pausing at the last
give his boots an extra snlue.
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