The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-04-05
A BEAUTIFUL WIDOW.
CHATTER 1.

man al a watering place, be i, f4shiona- ble or retired, never fails 10 create sen sation, for at such places there are always men who look forward 10 l;ttle else than the social .ipples which beauty ever causes. When Mrs. Annie Whitlow ar- rived q, ~alfs Head springs. Arkansaw, every little squin. ' of fellow, which means single men every careless fellow, which means married men, and every ' biow," wlich means politician, were eager 10 become acquanted with her. She was l widow, young and thrillingly handsome. Aside from the charm of being widow, young, and so thfillingly handsome, she was rich. Only few years before she had married old Whit low. of course she did no. love him, bu, she was child so du,iful that she married him to please her mother. She was liberal with old Wh,low and spared no means in making hIs funeral a sue cess. Alter seeing him comfortably bur fed, She went abroad for time. When she returned her widows weeds had blossomed into gayes; flowers. Why she should have sough, su@h IT ou;-of-the- way place as Calf Head Springs. in the mountains Of western Arkansaw. CT how, for that matter, she had ever learned tha, such p'ace existed, was question winch none of the squin,s, careless fellows nor blows could answer. The ladies os Galfs Head soon discovered that she was an inpuden, thing" be, all of the available male material was soon in love with her. Even old nan Dockery, who suffered with rheumatism and wife, mainly the latter, could sclrcely keep away from the widow, and once. while he was exchanging few words with her on the hotel piarza, his wife, in sharp voice, called him:
 Joseph, Joseph, say
 "Yessum'
 Come here, Joseph"
 When he came, she shook him and said: Joseph, don't you know better than to foo, away your time that way { don't-don', think you will have me with you much longer Joseph"
 This assertion might have been en- couraging, but he had heard il ioo often.
 Don't ,cu know tha; can, be with you always, Ioseph?'
 :, don't know" he replied.
 Why do you want to worry any life out of me-" and she b2.s, into tears and sobbed
 May the Lord ever deliver me from l maudlin wsman," remarked an uncon- cerneA, slip-shod sort oi a ieilsw who passed along
 .'I don, blame yov, rejoinei the pretty widow, who overheard ,hescmark.
 Good evening, Miss.
 "l am not ;. Miss" reRlied Mrs. Whit low
 How arc you, sir ?'
 I'm not a sir. Man, you mast be cray"
 "Oh, see. Vou are the nch young widow whose rage of impetious beauty and-money have come so nearly stand- ing this neighborhood on it's head. Well, how do you ind yourself, anyhow z
 She looked at him for moment, with a puzzled expression, and, with dignity, re- piled:
 :" think. sir, that you are drawing very heavily on so short an aoouain,- ance."
 So the draft IS protested. Well. one should never draw on short acouain,- ance, for when an acquaintance is short, hard run. as Is frequently the case, no,h- ing but proeest can be expected'
 "l don't know what to think of vou,- she said, walking along with him.
 Well, if l distress you, don; hang around me"
 Without replying. she turned quickly and wen, up stairs. As she stood on an upper balcony. surrounded by " "squin,sr and hlows," she saw her newly made acquaintance carelessly pursuing his way toward the spring.
 Who IS that man." she asked of a {" blow.n
 That's Mir. John Mcxleton, ihe hu- meris,, and editor of the Eo, Horn"
 Il have often read extracts from his 1 paper, but I don't see how he gave if such reputation" By his writing, suppose"
 or course, but don, see how he can