Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1885-10-10

"And what shall we tell papa?'
"Oh, he will think l have gone to
singing school with the Dyson girls
and | don't think it is christian
duty to undeceive him." l answered.
But Notwithstanding the brave
face l put upon affairs, my heart
quivered a little the next day as l
drove off toward Mapleton, with the
scarlet stain. of sunrise dyeing all the
east, and my cheeks flushed with the
keen morning air.
But it wasn't so bad. after all.
With pardonabIe egotism, l supposed
that every one would be staring at
me, but On the contrary, young
woman selling apples might be the
commonest sight in the world, so lit
tie comment or surprise did it excite.
Mr.. Holloway, of the firm of Hal
loway Brothers, commission mer-
chants, didn't want any apples, l
speedily learned.
'Just bought shipload from AL
bany," said he, as carelessly as if
shiploads of apples were as common
produce as 10 cents worth of tape.
And l drove on beginning to feel in
finitesimally small.
Mr.. Lovejoy could give me So Il
barrel. "Apples wasn't worth any
more at this season Of the year."
And l whipped up old Dobbin, de-
termined to carry them home rather
than sell them at that price.
And the next place where l stop
ped a pleasantlooking middleaged
man came out and critically examined
my apples. ''Do they hold out like
this all the way down ?" he asked.
"I'll warrant them," said l, care
lessly.
"How much," he asked.
"Two dollars and half barrel >
He reflected.
at is a good price," said he, "but
then they look like good apples, and
we have a tolerably large Western
order to fill. I'll see what my part.
ner thinks"
He went back into the gloomy
depths of his store, and, happening
to glance up, saw the words print
ed over the door in black letters:
'1Iuil 1 Avery"
My first imppiSe was to drive on
and leave the chance of q bargain be-
hind me; my next to sit still and
await my fate as Providence dealt it
out to me. And presently out came
Willis Avery himself.
81 think we will take your load if
why" breaking off short, "it's
Addle Walters!"
l colored scarlet.
"Yes," said !, as composedly as
possible. "Good morning, Mr.. Av-
cry, l shall be obliged if you will ex-
anime the fruit as speedily as posi-
BILE, as I am in a hurry"
"Oh, certainly" He looked as if
IL nipping frost chilled his enthusi-
asm in the bud, and l secretly exult-
ed within myself.
Mr.. Hull bought the load of apples
and said if l had any more at the
same price-and of the same quality,
he cautiously added-he would be
happy to take them. Willis Avery
touched his hat, and l drove away as
loftily as Queen Boadicea in her
chariot of old.
"Just $35, counting the melodeon
money" cried Kitty, gleefully.
"And now Mr.. Avery may come as
soon he likes"
She had scarcely spoken the words
before there came knock at the door
and in walked no less person than
Mr. Avery himself. I received him
with the air of an empress.
"Your money is ready, Mr.. Avery"
81 was not thinking of the money,
Addy," said he. almost reproachfully.
"Do you think ones mind runs al
ways on money!"
"Mine does a good deai," said I,
laughing.
"But l had no idea that you were
reduced to this. 1 did not know"
"Mr. Avery, this is scarcely bus
mess, like" interposed.
"Addy," said he abruptly, 81 ad-
mired your spirit and courage to-day.
l always liked you as girl, but
now"
"Well," for he hesitated.
81 would do something more if