The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1882-01-05

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no doubt found I, very agreeable
substitute for hers, asupposed fact
she thoroughly resented, notwith
standing the proverb says it is
a poor. rule that; will not work
both ways.
Bnt here on the porch lay
Toms gift, and (probably) peace
offering, for having been unusually
bitter at their last tilt, and per.
haps-tbe scowl had departed
from Pinkie's forehead; her eyes
were growing tender. il.
Young Hatherton strolle d
around the corner, with bis straw
hat tilted gracefully on one side,
and a handful of early wild pur.
pie asters, which he presented to
Pinkie.
These be said, ARE q much
more fitting offering to beauty
than is a pumpkin =
He pronounced the words setrn.
fully; he had witnessed Tom 8
visit, and now eyed his gift with
much disdain, hich unaccount.
ably nettlcd Pinkie.
They are prettior to look at,
she answered, but l don't sup
pose they would do quite as well
to,cook. .ng:s1-j &ls..:. 4&a,s
The young man shrugged his
shoulders and sauntered away in
differently; his gailantry of tats
was growing rather careless and
6tfui. z1, asts ,,t.. .'.... q. :..,a".:f
And Pinkie was inconsistent
enough tn put, the asters in her
hair, and then pull them out and
throw them under the step. After
which method Of relieving her
feelings she picked up the pump
kin and carried it into the kitchen,
and SO made the discovery that
there vas O. scrap of paper attach
cd TO the. bit of stem which re-
mained to the pumpkin. And this
was written on the paper: .sT
Come over tomorrow. For.
givencss and pumpkin pies can
soIace an injured spirit +,
How like Tom r.
A small dimple found its way
to Pinkie's rosily-velvct cheek
and Pinkie's married sister, Flora,
plump, white, end generally
sweet tempered little woman,
came in and saw 1t. .-. ...~. =
,:sHaVa you and Tom made up?'
she asked.
Il haven't answered Pinkle. :
Are you going to7'
Don't know perverse Pinkie
returned. ~. - ~-s2..
You are a vory foolish girl ifyou
DON'T said Flora, 'and l will say,
he is too good for you 81
Pinkie scratched her rosy ear
with her. bairpin, and smiled at
the pumpkin. -. .-. ,.. :
What do you think she askedl
of a man supposfng he could 6nd,
balm for his wrongs in pumpkin
pies?' % : ,5222t
4 should say answered FloraS
if the man was Tom, you had
better. make tie pies, and make
s'cm good as possible
oh, you're SO awfully PRACTICAL
said Pinkie, darting off with her.
chestnut name flying.
But all the same, before next
mornings sun had mounted very
high in the heavens, a trim little.
lady, neatly done up like brown;
paper parcel, ia a very large
linen apron, betook herself to the
kitchen and prowled about in the
pantry, seeking the sugar, "cinna7
mon, ginger and all the various
ingredients necessary in the man.
ufacture ofpunpkin pies. 7."@'
A sound of the wheels was
heard in the lane, and Pinkie
tripped out to the porch, the nut.
meg7grater in her hand, as an ele-
giant. buggy rolled by, driven by
Tom Carroll, aEd-Pinkie dropped
the CRATER suddenly and caught
her breath-there was the stylish
cousin beside him, the plume in
her hat futtering, and Il faint
breath CT rose drifting up TO the
house.
Pinkie went back to the kitchen
and showed the pumpkin in a cor
ner, and flung the nutmegs under
the table and the cinnamon after
them, pulled off her apron and
went into the house.
Mr.. Hartherton met her in the
hall.