Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1882-08-10

I
ing novels and bemoaning the splen'
dors of her vanquished girlhood, began
to cry feebly at the idea
"Boarders?' cried she. "Me Gap
tain Frost Frozenham's daughter? And
has it indeed come to thatP Oh, If
had only died ten years ago and avoid
ed the terrible humiliation |"
"But. mamma" pleaded Tibby, "you
need have nothing to do with it. Han
nah Ann will attend to everything.
And can gather wild berries for the
table, and see to the linen, and get
flowers for the diningoroom. Hannah
Ann says she had as lief cook for ten as
for two. And we might raise her wages
then, and"
"Don't torture me with such de-
tails" sighed Mrs. Wayne, behind her
pocket handkerchief.
"But you don't positively forbid it,
mamma ?" coaxed Tibby.
81 don't forbid anything" said Mrs.
Wayne. "My wishes are of no conse-
quence, one way or the other"
Which libby ioyiulIy construed into
permission. And she ran downstairs
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 Half
way 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
hills. 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 payin' expenses" said Hannah
Ann, with pardonable pride, "and lay
ing up little for interest on the mort
gage. Nobody don't foreclose on my
folks, not if I know it And Miss
Elizabeth shall have q new dress in
September, just as sure as my name is
Stokes ~
libby was busy enough now-what
with the house linen, the concocting of
rare and dainty desserts, which We're a
degree above the solid puddings and
thick pies in which the soul of Hannah
Ann delighted, and the score of daily
duties 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 trans.
ferred her household goods.
"Miss Elizabeth" said she, in low
tone, Zone OF the boarders would like
to see YOU"
"One of the hoarders, Hannah Ann
What one?" cried Tibby, dropping the
bottle of oxalic acid with which she was
taking ink spots out of the literary
boarders towels.
"It's the old gentleman in the barn
chamber" answered Hannah Ann.
He's sittin' on the rustic seat under
the apple tree, with his white umberil,
a-waitin' for you"
ST wonder what he wants, Hannah
Ann2"
Goodness knowsp said Hannah
Ann.
And with the most dignifed air which
she could assume upon such short
notice Tibby descended to the apple
tree, where the gillifower apples
(called "sheeps noses" by the rustic
inhabitants of the neighboring vales)
were just beginning to stripe their
emerald spheres into crimson.
The old gentleman was not 80 very
old, after all. He might have been
forty, bat he was certainly not older.
He was straight, ruddy-complexioned,
handsome, with dark, piercing eyes, and
only here and there silver streak in
his dark. brown hair.
He rose and bowed to Tibby. Tibby
inclined her head to him, and secretly
thought that If she were we'll acquainted
with him she should like him very
much.
"I hope, sir, that you have nothing
to complain OFF" said Tibby, rather
royalty.
"Not in the least" said the gentle
man. "On the contrary, I highly ap
prove of the manner in which things
are conducted here"
Tibby drew herself up.
What did it matter to her whether
this tall parsonage approved or other
wise?
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