Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1882-08-30
HER SUMMER BoARDER.

Il
1t was pleasant little place, a story
and half high only, but spread over a
great deal of ground.
There was a big velyety lawn IN front,
with half-a-dozen teech-trees that had
stood there for hundred yems-mag-
piicent old trees Us ever cast thens
wavin. shadows on a summer day.
There were old-fashioned flowers, and
an old fashioned rope swing, a well
with yeritable messy oaken bucket ;
there were plenty of vegetables In the
little garden patch, lots of eggs fresh
every day, and all the milk that was
wanted.
There were berries and fruits, shade,
and pure water, and quarter of mile
away from the sandy beach OF the
Atlantic and the Young, new seaside
resort that had lately grown up there.
1T is the very place for you," Isabel
Dale said, with happy eager look
IN her dark eyes.
And Mr.. Felix Pontife1 smiled back
at her, with that look man gives
pretty girl whom he admires unusually
much.
"Ish.ll decide upon it. then. Beech
cliff Cottage pretty rural name, and
the landlaly is-?"
Isabel laughed. showing her distract
ingly pretty dimple.
Miss Amy Barry, little ugly old
maid, and just as nice as she can be.
Mr.. Pontife1 affected a horrifed
scowl. and helped Miss Dale into the
carriage again.
"a very picturesque place indeed,
he said. looking back towards epretty
old-fashioned house under the shade
of the big beeches.
II am glad yo1 spoke of it to me. L
will drive over again when Miss Barry
is at home and make the necessary
arrangements,
Which arrangements were, that In
consideration of twenty-five dollars a
week. Mr.. Pontfex was to have Miss
Barrv's two front rooms for himself and
his little ,notherless children aid a
room in the attic '-lean-to' for their
nurse, the buxom young North Ireland
girl. , A.,
1t was perfect godsend to little Amy
Barry, little ugly old maid that she was
and when she knelt beside her bed that
pight. she offered her thankful prayers
that Mr.. Pontifex had come to smooth
her financial road for her.
For summer bosrder meant SC much
to Miss Barry, who, five years ago had
lost il one week, her mother and father,
and the big strong brother WHO had
been such tower of strength 10 them
all.
Tber he'd been nothing left TO Amy
but the homestead where she had been
born and always lived, and whenpeopie
had advised her to sell it, and put the
money in the bank for rainy day
while she went about sewing, she indlg-
lHnIlN SCODltNi NOuA-NN--
"No. indeed A farmers daughter
ought to manage a bit OF ground as
well as a farmers son.
"Tu keep the place, and in summer
I'll take boariers, and Larry O'Toole
shall do nv heavy work for me.
"When the rainy day comes III
have nv home and penny in the banf
book,
She had prospered until the last year
so that now, when Mr.. Pontifex came
it was a godscnd to her, and she ven
about her pretty cosy ittle house al
con.ented and happy as the day Wa'
long,
An ..ugly little old maid, that wa
what bonny bright Isabel had called her
and Felix Pontifex caught hlmsen oh'
day watching her, as she went hitting
from place to place, in her big Wiii''
apron and tucked-up sleeves and saony
brown Lair braided beneath bro"i
silk net 10th his children, Phil an'
Edna trotting around after her.
Yes. she was PLAIN, undenlaoiy' aux
little and of all things Mr.. Pontife'
least admired plain little women.
But she was cood-there were not lW'
ways about that, and she sacoeeu1>' Il
making him thoroughly comfoftaoie'
"Mr. Pontifex is Just delighted VIII
Beechcliff Cottage" Isabel Dale san
one bright morning, when she droppe'
in a moment-such radiant fision !.
her pale blue lawn and pale PINK rip
bons, her lovely face all afiush' nef eye
shining ike stars.
Amy was mixing puff paste for iemel
pie-lemon pie and rice-pudding wa
Mr. Pontifex's favorlte dessert.
.us .ha+ en- 81 AMY laughed. hold