Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1885-01-30
Of this unwonted illumination might

WnOle room was aglOW WIFI warm,
ruddy light. Grandma, enthroned in
big splint chair before the blaze, was
drinking her coffee, and Aileen sat
spinning at the old wheel, with
cheeks softly reddened and blue eyes
sparkling-a very picture of health
and beauty.
Both started at the sudden appari-
ton of the captain on the threshold.
I'll beg your pardon!'' said Capt.
Dulany, lifting his hat. II saw the
light shining out, and 1 was afraid
that something had happened"
"Something has happened" said
Ailecn, laughing. 81 have learned to
spin. And grandma and l are having
a picnic. Will you come in, Captain
Dulany P''
"Well, since your coffee smells so
good, think will, said the gallant
young officer.
His cup which for lack of more ex-
pensive china happened to be a mug
was scarcely poured out, before their
numbers were augmented by Mr.. Fer
rars and young Dr. Frenchurd, who
had seen the lights, and had also OBJ
served "Hotspur" fastened to the
fence.
"May we venture to intruder" said
they, peeping in over the stair-rail.
''Oh, certainly!' said grandma,
smiling.
And Aileen distributed handleless
cups and bountiful slices of golden
brown corn cake, yet steaming from
the fire, TO her guests.
1--WE are hardly prepared to enter
20 in 1or La
composedly; but we can, at all events,
give you sincere welcome.
TwO-three-half dozen more drop
ped in. Old Pomp was summoned te
pour fresh pine cones on the blaze
and bring more coffee and corncake
He grinned from ear to car.
"Pow'fu' like de good ole times"
said he to Aunt Felicia, when he re-
turned to his cabin. "De berry cream
oh de gentry enjoyin' de cornpones an
coffee like dey was our own old marse's
folks. Amt muffin like cornpone for
rale good flavor, dat dey att. An de
young lady from de norf, she's as
pretty as peach. Reckon de captain
finks SO, too. He, he, hen'
And old Pomp shook his lean sides
with an inaudible chuckle of glee.
Later in the evening the gentleman
went up to the house, where stood the
three Misses Harrington in a simper-
ing row.
But their call there was like water
after wine, and several of them re-
turned to the "Stone Barn" to finish
their evening.
Adrian Dulany remained the latest
of all-so late, in fact, that it was he
who escorted grandma-who had dis
creetly fallen asleep in her big chair
some time agO-and Aileen to the
house. under whispering pine boughs,
by the light of big, round moon.
The three cousins, whose list of calls
had long since ended, were yawning
in the parlor beside the great seed
cake and the decanters of wine.
Dear me ~ cried Selma, as the lit
tie group came in. "Where have you
been all day, Aileenp"
''In the old stone barn chamber,
learning to spin," said Aileen, laugh
ing and coloring.
Juanita looked sharply at her. What
change had subtly crept over her
voice and mannerP Then she looked
at Captain Adrian's bright face.
"Take good care of her, said the
young officer, tenderly removing the
heavy shawl from Aileen's shoulders.
"She has promised to be my wife be-
fore great many weeks"
1t was not until Dulany had gone
that the full cannonade of questions
burst on Aileen's devoted head.
Girls, girls don't all speak at
once" said the grandma. It's just
exactly as I've always told you. The
ripht one will he sura tc cOma alOnU