Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1886-11-27
Two Thanksgiyiings.

-ssFiveanlsfodr are nineana effglil
and eight are SIXTEEN" counted
Kitty ahstr,ctedlv. "a she set the
hot pies on the pantry shelf.
A low. sarcasticlaugli came from
the depths Of tho great armchair
where Ross Chamberlain was hung
ing with a newspaper in his hand
"Won't You send me a copy 81
yonr new arithmetic when yon pub
lish if. KittyW he asked in Il ban
tcring tone.
sThat will do to 60 with the spec
troscopc views yon told about last
evening"
"Well. wasn't tile only one who
spoke of Dr.. Holmes as the author
of the 'Bigelow papers, anyway"
rerorlpd Kitty. tainted beyond en-
dur:,nce. Gross Chamberlain.
for one shall be heartily glad when
your vacation is over"
Ross threw down his paper. and
Strengthening himself mp, bent a
pair of keen black eyes searclingIy
upon her.
lyon don't mean That, Kittyv7'
"Rut | do" answered the girl
paSSionatcIy. II have never known
so unhappy i time as these last six
weeks. II my Ignorance is so an
moving to YOU, why do You seek my
society! You can find plenty of
girls who have had better advan-
tages. Am | to blame that my life
has to he spent in HE kitchen in
stead Of the school room. where |
should like to bef am doing my
duly: please father and the boys,
and that is sufficient. Yon presume
too mnch on your friendship, Mr..
Chamberlain. when you take it
upon yourself to tutor and criticiSe
me in that contemptuous fashion.
You are at liberty to go where your
fine sensibilities will hot receive
such Shocks" and Kitty took up
her egg beaten and attacked the in
nocent yolks with an energy which
threatened TO dcmolish them.
you'll be very sorry for this be-
fore the week is out. just remember
that YOU sent me away The
younsr man rose to his feet, put on
ills hat and overcoat, and stalked
down the path, the personification
of offended dignity.
kitty's lip quivered as she saw
the tall form moving steadily along
between the rows OF leafess lilacs
without one repentant backward
glance. Already her heart was
longing for reconciliation, but pride
forbade her to recall him.
"He will come to morrow" she
said with a Sigh. "IIe will not fail
to eat his Thanksgiving dinner
with us; it wouldn't he Thanksgiv-
my without Ross" She wiped
AWAY hcr Years ana turned again
hopefully to her work.
1t bad been a wearisome, trying
day; outside a gray mass Of clouds
hung gloumilv over the bluffs, and
the Feen winds sweeping across the
prairie now and then whitening the
hollows sudden flurries ofsnow.
There had been an extra amount of
work to do in preparing Tor Thanks.
giving, which was always celebra
ted by the Payne family in royal
sts lie, an innnm cradle army of un-
Giles, aunts and cousins responding
gladly to the annual summons to
the capacious homestead. Kitty
had risen unrefrcshcd from dis.
turbcd and troubled sleep, and was
poorly prepared to encounter the
toll and vcXation which lay before
her.
1t began directly after breakfast,
while she was rolling out the haka.
crust for her pumpkin pics. Aunt
Sabrina, who had lately become a
member of the tamily,w"s washing
dishes at the sink opposite, giving
voice now ana then to an ejacnla
ton which Kitty had learned to in
terpret as tue signal of q coming
storm. In the few months during
which her aunt had been her COM
pauion, the girl bad learned to
dread her relatives sharp tongue,
and slrank from imparting her con-
fdence to her.
"What's that Chamberlain fell
low hanging around here for all the
time?" she demanded sharply, set
rins down Tie milk pals with a say
age crash. 81 hope you haven't
cot The idea into-your head that he
means to marry you, Kitty"
The girls face turned from Grim
son 10 deadly paIlor. Was it not
enough to battle constantly against
her own doubts and mlSgivlngs
without having to endure her aunt's
cruel thrustsR She Made no reply,
buj bent her head d little lower
over her work, as with quick, deft
fingers she filed the tins for the
oven.
Aunt Sabrina's keen eyes were
fixed pililessly upon her, and she
saw that the shot bad told.
"Now, it's easy enough to see, y
she went on, furnishing her DISH
cloth by way of emphasis, "that he
feels himself a heap above you. :
He's always twittIng YOU with youI
country fled ways and with his be
my educated, which, the l;tld knows
you amt. attended select SchOU