The Penn's Grove record., 1882-06-03

were equally cultivated and beautiful.
And then the Goldfish tumbled down
again and had to be frightened anew,
and by that time they had come 10 a
house in the midst of a lonely belt OF
wnods, which the driver said was
"Catley's Dam" upon which the
pretty girl disappeared in the purple
twilight, Mr.. Payne and the Goldfish
went on, sorrowful, much jolted and
alone.
A glimpse Of the beautiful Msgallo-
way river by moonlight the cry of
the wild bird in the woods ; the noise
of hidden cascades; 9 blur of lighted
windows, which the driver said was
the factory, down a blind lane, and
checking the tired horses, at a one
stored stone house behind a wall o
cedar trees, and then the Jthu cried
out.
Now then, here we be. Widow
Blu k'sr"
Mr.. Payne got stifiy out, and helT-
ed to upload the various p%arapherna-
liza of travel which belonged to hin -
all Of them by this tine considerably
favored with sslt Goldfish.
"Perhaps you had better wait"
said he, IS the driver turned around
and chirruped to his horses.
What for 2" asked the man.
I'm case Mrs. Buck should not be
able to accommodate me, orr
"Oh, it's all right" said the driver.
She'll take you in. Naomi would
have told you else"
And away be drove, leaving our
hero alone in the spectral moonlight
with a pile of luggage at his feet and
a eaunt dog smelling at the skirts of
his coat.
Who's Naomi 2" said Mr.. Payne,
addressing the NOON. "And Whist
would she have told me?"
He raised an old fashioned brass
knocker that hung at the door, and
RATED it briskly. The gaunt dog left
off melting and began to bark. Pres
emily, q tall, thin woman, with a red
pocket handkerchief tied on her head,
with a kerosene lamp in her hand,
opened the door.
"Oh,n she said, peering sharply at
him, you're the young man from the
city are your"
With the initiative thus taken out
of his hands, MI. Payne could only in
cline his head.
"All them traps your'n ?" demand
ed the widow, abruutly.
Eyes, madam" Mr.. Payne admit
ted.
Peers to NEE it's purity cheeky of
you. mister, to take it for granted
you'd be asked to STAY" said she.
81 thought, madam-"
"I'm a talking now" said the
widow sharply. To begin right
straight at the beginning, We don't
know anything about you. You msy
be a bank. burglar, or a counterfeiter
for ell we know.
MY references"
"Yes, l know, and them very refer
ences is most likely forged But I'm
willing to be reasonable. How old are
your"
And Mr.. Payne, secre ly wondering
if this was the way they managed
things IN Maine, answered meesly
1.-TWO aud thirty ~
Ever been married before ?" sharp
~ questioned the widow.
Certainly not, madam! | am Q
single mar % answered MI. Payne
with a Unstable 81 ark of indignation
in his manner
"Any business" went ON his cate
chist.
"None, madam
We'll. like that ~ ssid the widow
with a scornful sniff. Like your i'm
~pudence, to come here and own t.
such a disgrace rs that! Except t.
live on me, | ey ~
MADAM !" gasped Payne.
How dye suppose you are going t
keep my Naomi. even If / allowed you
to mari her? which shan't do, ant
don't you to think it'll She dom
care for you anyway. When she
heard you was coming she made vi
her mimd to stop off at Catley's Dan
to get rid of the sight OF you. There
SoJust pick up your traps and go bacl
agin in the way you come! You won
never be a son. in.law of minep'
But while Widow Buck was volubl
uttering these last glib sentences,
faint light began to dawn on M
Payne's semi. obscured brain.
~ think, Mrs. Buck said h
sthat you must be laboring under
Misrepresentation My name is Pc
cival Payne. / am from Boston
was recommended here as an eligibl
boarding place, by Mr.. Wardin, of
Peppermint Place"
Mrs. Buck nearly dropped her lam
In Ter CONSERVATION.
"Well, 1 never!' said she, Instant
finging the door wide open. "Pleas
to walk in, sir. I'll send the boy oil
after your trunks and things in half
minute. l beg your pardon, I'm sur
for installing you for Psleg Drigg