The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1885-01-30
AN ACT OF JUSTICE.


"Ah! this is the country! How
quiet it seems after The hustle O.
the city, aud how dellclously ira
grant the air is! But it's warm
though. | wonder ii Fln near m,
destination" Pausing, the sollo
quizer transferred his satchel from
his right hand to the left, willie with
his handkerchief he wiped bis brow
just then, CHANGING TO glance oveI
tho low stone wall beside him, bt
sees IA charming picture.
SEATED upon the daisied grass
beneath the shade of an old tree il
a young girl, busily wreafhiug hel
straw hat with roses, while wound
about her small head are a wreath
OF soft braids, whose purely golden
hue would make society glrl sick
with envy.
After gazing until he is satisfied
the stranger coughs gently. As the
girl looks up aud sees that she il
observed she springs to her feet.
~ beg your pardon for alarming
you,' the young man hastens to say
"Can you direct me to Brierwood
farm I! | was told it was a couple
of miles from the station, and rs
have been walking some time
thoaght that | must be near it.'
A smile breaks over the loyel,
face, as the girl, recovering her
self.possesslon, answers:
"iou thought tightly, sir. THIS
Is Brierwood farm"
With u light spring the young
man clears the fence aud comes to
her side. III must confess that
am very glad. 1t is the essence oil
coolness and shadow here, but out
upon the open road the sun is
seorchingly hot. Is Mr. Arnold nj
hoiae n
"No, sir, but my aunt Is"
AS they walked together to the
house under the welcome shade of
the green trees, the stranger says,
smiling:
'lf Mrs. Arnold is your aunt,
why, then, we must be cousins.
My name is Rupert Arnold, aud my
iather is related to Mr.. Aruold.o
III am Rose May, the niece of
Mr. Arnold's wife, The girl replied
as frankly.
81 hope you will allow me the
Irieudly privileges OF Il cousin even
If we can not claim the relationship
through the ties OF blood.n
"Haee you never been to the
farm before ~ Rose asks.
"Yes, once, when | was a little |
chap OF five years. But that's a
ong time ago. BY this time they
ire at the farm house door, which
stands Hospitality open, aud, ush.
,ring thoir visitor into the sitting
'oom, Rose hastens to apprise her
,unt OF the arrival.
"a perfect little jewel! How she
aill shine in the golden setting that |
awaits her, and how glad | am that
fell in with mothers views!r Ru.
vert Arnold thinks as he listens
until the last echo OF her light step
lied away.
~ am on my summer vacation,
md, remembering that my father
lad cousins out this way, | thought
would look them up, He was
OF ycnr husband the other
lay aud lamenting that bis busy
lie prevented him from keeping
rack of bis relatives,n Rupert ex-
)lains later. The cordiality OF bis
leaves him nothing to de-
'lre, and when Farmer Arnold ur.
res him to spend the remaining
weeks of his vacation at Brlerwood
arm he willingly assents.
OF course in that time his ac.
luaintaDce with Rose makes rapid !
aud Rupert soon tiatters
himself that he has sounded the
height and depth OF her simple
mind.
However, do not fear, mother
lear, That | am going to spoil your
,lans. Although | must confess
hat, after the girls of our own set,
his country maiden's attractions
vale, still a 100000 is not to be
licked up every day, aud, II possi.
lie, do not mean the tidy little
um to 90 to any other than--your
Iutiful son, RUPERT.
Such is the conclusion OF an epIs.
10 Rupert dispatches to bis mother !
|uriun lis stay ut the farm. and