The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-11-01


we might raise her wages then, and
-
Don't torture me with such de-
tails" sighed Mrs. Wayne, behind
her ket-handkerchief.
But you don't positively forbid
it, mamma? ?"
IL don't forbid anything" said
Mrs. Wayne. "My wishes are of no
consequence one way or the other"
Which libby joyfully construed
into permission. And she ran
down stairs to count the cups and
saucers, look over the table drapery,
and consider as to The chairs which
were worthy of use. For some one
must attend to these things, and
libby was so anxious to be useful.
And in month the jerks Glen
Halfway House was full of boarders.
Some people came there for the
view, some for the air, some for the
delicious quiet which brooded over
the crests of the hill. Mrs. Wayne
contentedly read novels in her own
room, and Tibby kept determinedly
in the background, while Hannah
Ann was constituted managing agent
in general, and proved herself fully
worthy of the occasion.
I'm paying expenses" said Han
nah Ann. with pardonable pride,
land laying up little for interest
on the mortgage Nobody don't
foreclose on my folks, not if know
it! And Miss Elizabeth shall have a
new dress in September, just as sure
as my name is stokes.
Tibby was busy enough now
what what the house linen, the
concocting of rare and dainty de-
serts, which were degree above the
solid puddings and thick pies in
which the soul of Hannah Ann de-
| lighted, and the scores of daily du-
ties which seemed, no one could tell
how. to fall to her cheerful lot. And
one day Hannah Ann mounted to
the attic chamber to which Tibby
had transferred her household
goods.
"Miss Elizabeth said she, in a
low tone, zone of the boarders would
like to see you"
"One of the boarders, Hannah
Ann? Which one" cried Tibby,
dropping the bottle of oxalic acid
with which she was taking the ink
spots out of the literary boarders
towels.
Its the old gentleman in the
barn chamber" answered Hannah
Ann. Hes sitting on the rustic
seat under the apple tree, with his
white umberil, a waiting for you tc
come"
II wonder what he wants, Han
nah Ann?"
"Goodness only knows" said
Hannah Ann.
And with the most dtzified all
which she could assume upon sucf
short notice, Tibby descended to th'
apple tree, where the gillyhower ap
piles, called sheep noses by the rus
tic inhabitants of the neighborins
vales) were beginning to stripe theil
emerald spheres into crimson.
The old gentleman was not so yer,
old after all. He might have beer
forty, but he was certainly not an1
Older.
He was straight, rudy complex
ioned. handsome. with dark piercin!
eyes, and only here and there sill
yer streak in his dark brown hair.
He arose and bowed to Tibby
libby inclined her head to him
and secretly thought that if she wer
well acquainted with him she woulC
like him very much.
81 hope, sir, you have nothing t.
complain OFF" said libby.
Not in the least" said the gentle
man. "On the contrary, | highly ap
prove of the manner in which thing
IRE conducted here"
What did it matter to her wheth
this tall parsonage approved or 9th
erwise?
Il am Southerner, " said the gen
tleman.
Are you?" said libby, still witt
hauteur.
Il came here to enjoy the trout
, fishing" he went ON. Il had othe
| business in these mountains, but
stopped here to enjoy the Jul
sweetness. Not until now had | tn
least idea that you and your mothe
kept this place"
Eve don't" said Tibby. with
rougish sparkle in her eyes. Han
nah Ann keeps it, We keep Han
nah Ann But we have no income
and it was necessary that the trades
mems bills must be met. We ar
ladies. mamma and | ! And"
at is no discredit to ladies t,
study their self respect by earnin
an honest livelihood" said the gen
tleman
My opinion exactly" said Tibby
"But | don't know why you shoul
be so interested in our affairs, stran
ger?"
Tibby tried to look very frozer
indeed
Because" said the gentleman, .
am your cousin Falconer.
The rosy blood mounted to tn
} very roots of the girls hair. Invo
UNFAIRLY she started.
Yes" he said, smiling composed
ly, Il came to the North to find yo
out, and acquaint myself with tn
true character of my unknown rel;
tives. To my surprise ! acciden
ally learned that the name of IN
landladies was Wayne. | had e,
, pected to find you languid, fine Ii
dies, without an idea beyond DIRE.
! and fashion. On the contrary,
, discover you have spirit, energy, n,
, BILE independence. | don't kno
whether to congratulate you or IN,
self the most"
And Tibby, poor child, for h,
e part, did not know whether to smi
or burst into tears.
This, then, was cousin Falconer-
r the Southern planter, whose u
4 known personality had always bee