Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1885-08-29

IIOWnSeuu WfOI6 5UdCh, tAIiLOSH!hic
the utmost satisfaction. Mr.. For
tescue's MSS, he said, were far
beyond his most sanguiiie anticlpa-
tions in clearness, comprehensive
ness and research. He did not
know bnt that the accident Of the
/ sprained ankle was likely to prove
aoueally fortunate occurrence. And,
better than all, he enclosed q check
fora sum that seemed like "a gold
mime to the girls.
This wassin March, When the
May ylolets began to blossom in
the carts Of the Hover sellers, and
Priin; roses! cried through the
streets, Alfred was considered
sufficient j nyaIescent TO be, told old
ALI IIeses is, d one affeTn on, 4
stiff Il & & 81 o 4 ii ses lad
JUSTLY gangt
>tlay :zsse been
srhter!s 10 teh You hecalIs Sc
MsheRs Ora ce: opened the door,
witIssomething OF a puzzled face,
andSannounced: =
Townsend"
Enter, 4 tall fine looking gentle
man, who held out his hand to. the
bewildered Alfred with the utmost
courtesy. -
/. HBeing unexpectedly summoned
to- this neighborhood," lie said, 81
conld not deny myself the pleasure
of calling to thank you for the very
scholarly and thorough manner in
which you have carried out my
ideas respecting the Napoleonic
era:of literature, and Iwlsh to be-
speak your co operation in another
and perhaps more comprehensive
Literary undertaking which,"
EaIy dear sir,'' cried Alfred, ~
[hayen't The least idea what you-are
talking abont!v
aBut haye!" cried Louise, start
ing mp. 'I-I-beg your pardon,
Mr. Townsend, bnt.-it was that
carried out the Napoleonic ideas!
Mysbrotller was very i'll with brain
fever, and we didn't dare to tell
hi1i, and [ had been extensively
educated, and read French readily
SO that"
.s;You dou'G tell me-" said Mr..
Townsend, "tllat you wrote all
those. folios in that bold, running
hand-tllat you sitted out the Ler-
.nels from that mass OF historic evil
dence?n
Yes I did, confessed poor LOU
-ise, coloring to the very roots of
her hair. u was. just beginning
tojtell Alfred labout-it. when you
caine in.n
And then, by way Of establish
ingbher character for strong mind.
edness, ssherar out of the room and
.hid.herself at the back ofthe kitch-
Eien,door among the pots and pans,
wbH4 in the little front room the
I.genflenen were aifilIatimg marvel
ously, and the pale young scholar
was mapping out enough work TO
last six months, as least.
Sand what 1 can't do myself"
said he, with sanguine smile, 81
shall get my little sister to do for
me;.for l begin to think she's sew
er;ilsdeprees more capable than /
amp = -:
"ShalI L have the pleasure of see
ing her again before / go saway9"
asked Mr.. Townsend, wistilllly.
< ssCalI.her, Grace" said Alfred.
So Louise had to come out from
behind the pots and pans again,
EaDd this time she became really.
well acquainted with. Mr.. Town.
send.
: Things happen most unaccount
ably in. the world. For example:
Fin i few weeks Mr.. Townsend dis
7:covered thas 1T would accelerate
the progress of his work Very much
Indeed, if; he could personally sll
perinien,l it. And lie found him
self compelled to so over q great
many Of the folios with Miss For
teycne.: And'one day they tirlfted
into "a topic Of conversation quite
irrelevant to:iiterature OF any age.
whatever.
And Alfred, buried soul and
spirit in a pile. of tones in the win
dow seat beyond, had. to be shaken
sbflskly by The shoulders before he
could be brought back into every
day existence.
AEhYn said be, laying down his
pen. ."What: is. it7"
;: "My.@dears. fellow, congratulate
'meH& cried Townsend, iradianJly.
Your sister has promised to be my
wifep' L.
Alfred Fortescne was not partic-
ularly surprised. Your bookworm
. never is. surprised at anything.
But Grace was.
,Dn. swell, / leclarel;' was her char
q. -,ariStic exclamatioll. "Just when
I9thought our affairs were most
hopeless the dawn Of good luck was
at llaDdw
Isn't it almost always so?" asked
Louise, softly. -