The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1881-08-13

don't see how I could give up Martha if
1 would"
A silence fell between the two then, in
which the iall Of a cigar ash might have
echoed, and the twilight, stealing down,
came like veil to cover silence.
1t was fully six months later when
Kate Richardson walked into sleeping
Cur at Omaha. followed by baggage and
a porter. Her step was so quick and
confident, her accouterments were SO ap-
propriate and the porter followed her
with SO deferential an air, that the pas
sepgers, making themselves comfortable
on either side of the aisle. looked after
her with great respect for her style.
VERY common sort of people; sban't
make the acquaintance of any of them, .
Miss Richardson thought, as she observ-
ed them in glance, without seeming to.
She paused near the middle of the car.
"Put my things here, she sNid to the
porter. 81 have he whole section, and
you may pile them all on the front scat"
She sat down on the back seat and
spread her skirts comfortably, took out
her silk handkerchief and wiped her
lips, sighed as if enduring a penance,
smoothed the collar of her ulster and
thought what bore crossing the conti-
nent was. The prominent setti, 6 of q
ring, visible under her glove, made one
forefnger noticeable, and it might have
been tenderness or not. but she placed
her elbow on the arm of her seat and
rested her lips upon it.
In the meantime the car was rapidly
filling. There was much talk between
the passengers and porter and from her
square at the window she could see piles
of trunks being carried forward. By
and-bye the cars gave little shake and
culver, as if rousing then a jerk, a
dizzy, gliding motion, and then Miss
Richardson became conscious that some
one spoke to her. 1t was voice that
was apology itself, as it said:
"Oh, if you please, ma'am, it's a mi
take, and I've had 50 many mistakes :
and it was almost cry for help. 1t had
color in its cheeks and its lips, little
mouth and a shiny light in its hazel
eyes. It carried portmanteau, and the
porter lowered above all with patron
izing air.
Miss Richardson was disturbed. "But
porter" said she, 81 had engaged the
whole of this section. l don't want a. y
one in with me- shall have no place &c
put my things"
The hazle eyes were turned piteou ly
upon her, but the voice was tinged with
a bit of dignity, albeit touched with tear,
as it answered
"Never mind perhaps there's another
half section unoccupied."
"They amt no other one, 'thout it's q
BohiSAhah y III INC lO"SA pAllh1 yut
don't mind that, miss, +" said the porter.
The distressed face was picture.
"Oh, we'll, well !" Miss Richardson in
terposed in bored tone. 81 suppose
shall be able to manage somehow, and
dare say that we shall be comfortable
enough"
The portmanteau was placed as a SINUS
companion to the stylish traps in the
front seat, and the little woman mad,
herself quite small in the corner furthes
from her grand companion, never 81
much as attempting to steal a glanc,
from the window monopolized by Miss
Richardson's elbow But presently sh,
leaned toward Miss Richardson ant
touched her shoulder softly.
Il am so very much obliged to you,
she said, gratefully, "and I'm sure
shan't incommode you any more than
can help"
Miss Richardson made her a graeiou
reply, and soon became interested in he
book. AT length she yawned and close,
it. The afternoon WAS passing. Th
scene was rich 10 hillowy green AM
! stretching plain, and across the gree