The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-06-23

her possession of a return n-,ickes was complete barrier to the perpctratioc of any such extravagance. that he did uos venture 10 repeat his suggestion. did rather hope~-Penelope sook. in more depressed voice than was rsa,l ] to her--i did rather hope tha, son.e American would come to-day. and take fancy 10 my picture think an Amer ican ough, to want a picture of Wes minister.
 l know of plenty of English people who would like to have it, Tom answereS as he nearly tumbled over the legs of the easel. - It IS long ~ay pretfier thar any of the pictures have"
 Penelope concluded he had collector of ehromo-liihographs. and sighed to think that as yet his education in arr hac 10; reached the mos: elementary stage e classification.
 There are couple of Wilson's ray father vas very proud of, and they are no, 10 be compared with your picture
 The young man was in love. and mus; De forgiven tor the ardaei,y of his s:a.e men:. but ]; was not the eon,oa.san which startled Penelope
 A couple of Wilson's. Oh. where are thew
 l have no, go, them in town. ,hey are down at my place in the country.
 A; your place n the country" Pene- lope said mechanically Then she sop ped and looked at him with strange ex preston on her face. Mir. Brown. don't yog write for the papers"
 am afraid not said Tom. laugh ins q, her look of absolute blank amaze ment
 Are you Mrs. Bsrlington's broth CT ?
 Did you no; know was:"
 No. certainly no." said Penelope ccrtly. rescming her walk
 She did TO: speak again sudden dark curtain seemed 10 have fallen be tween her ard her companion she was only conscious Of pain which drove her ITO indignation anc ye, male her cautious of speech. Unluckily. Tom took ne one step woman canno. forgive he a;temp;e1 a loke when she was feel. ins acu;ely.
 Are you angry with me bee 1use don; write for a newspaper, l. is the editors taGlt. no; mine. assure you.
 Penelope turned her eyes upon hm with l sudden, and. 10 his mind. un- provoked passion.
 ' don; care wha, you write for. bu. | do think you should no, have deceived me in this matter. 1 hate rich people they are al selnsh and self-absor5ei. and wish had never seen you
 They were d, the station by nov. and she held out her hand for her easel. bu. Tom answered her very gently:
 do no, like 10 hear you say that; ou; you must le, me see you into the train anyhow.
 The situation was comic. the surround ings commonplace. but human feelnss decline 10 adj Us, themselves 70 ex:ernal circumstances, and there were ,he ele- 'nen;s of real misery in Toms hear, as managed to dispose of his charge and her unmanagabie belongings in the rail- way-carriase. and received he. cold bow and !" Thank you IF reply.
 lenelope was s;agularly s;len, all the evening. restless over her needlework and -nable ,o read
 4, .as, she said abruptly
 N aIian. have yoa ever ihossh. about rlch people.
 Marian lhed D her beautiful face from ;he book she was studying. and waited for some explanation. Her posl- ton as ,earhei 10 tiass ef ,,fs ,,fisif;;y tise girls has made her cautious abou; an sweTing remarks of very wide apphca- ton.
 ' mean do you hate them all =
 " Hate them Ne. Pen dear. why do you ask: hope we shall never be rich ;hlnk much money makes people blind 10 the real meaning of life. out :ae,e are people who never could dlscove, i, under anN circumstances. and l, is HIS; as well tha' they shoalc De wealthy. comfortable ana commonplace.
 seldom had Marans eloquence pro- decec so much etfec,. She was surpassed herself d; the result. as Penelope threw down her work and burs, into sudden passion of tears.
 Tears were not common in their home 4 laughing disregard of the incon- venienoes oi poverty; brave endurance of unsuecess a half-comic. hali-serlous despair over disappointment, and a gen a!ne enl loyuen, Of all innocen, pleasures these were among the moods of bo;i sisters: bu, tears. Sobs, and low spirits were rare.
 " Don't, darling. you're too tired tel! you what. we wili have q holiday on Saturday saved seven shillings on my hat yesterday. and we wil have day on ;he river, and ge, good rest"
 e" Le; US take Lizzie Morris then" said Penelope. drying her eyes in a shame faced way. She has so few pleasures ,ha, we ough, to do something for her.
 PART lv.
 The boating party came of. but Lizzie Morris did no, share the pleasure as Penelope had hoped. A chance word from Penelope a; her drawing-clAss nex, day made Mrs. Burlington acquainted with the plan, and nothing would satisfy that kindly lady but that the sisters should join a river-parsy. at which she was expecting large number of friends. Penelope accepted. with some misgivings as to Marian's approval which were needless. for. when the sisters me-. 1t was