The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1886-02-26
THE SPINNING WHEEL.

disturbed way.
They sat in the plainly furnished little
sitting room, this soft spring afternoon,
looking through the open window on the
front porch, with its climbing morning
glory vines and its yellow-painted floor
1t was charming picture which the
window framed: A pretty young girl, in
a perfectly fitting and wonderfully becom-
| ing blue cambria, with her blonde hair
piled high, and falling in fluffy thickness
in her eyes; and at her side, bending to-
ward the easel before him, brush and
palette in hand, a much-bedaubed rag and
profusion of small tin color-tubos OIL the
floor beside him-a pleasant-faced young
man, with bright, dark eyes and a curly,
brown head.
SIT amt that he amt good looking
enough" Mrs. Clcgg continued. 'IIc's
too good looking and too Incorporating
that's where It's
''Oh, we'll" said Aunt Hannah, sooth-
| ingly, 81 dunno ~
81 shouldn't feel So, said Mrs. Clegg,
"ifJanic want so--well, taken up with him.
He can't want nothing of her, Hannah"
''Well, dunno" said Aunt Hannah,
looking from the young man to her niece,
anxiousy. "No, | s'pose faint no way
| likely"
'Likely !" Mrs. Clegg repeated. ''Tain't
to be thought on wish | hadn't taken
him to board, Hannah; thcre'll be trouble
yit =
Out on the porch the conversation was
far more cheerful.
cts the old maple itself y jamie was
saying admirinsly, studying the canvas
with half shut eycs--a trick she had
caught from the artist
''Do you think so?' said George Day
ton, looking gratilied. ''Do you know,
Miss Clegg-whcre's that green tube P
that should like immensely to paint
you?'
81 should like to have you, said jamie,
simply.
''You'd make a stunning sketch as you
are, - said Dayton, looking at the girl with
frank admiration; but, you see blonde
young ladies in blue dresses have been
done to death
jamie laughed.
II have japanese costume at home, y
Dayton continued, reflectively, but
hardly think it would suit YOU he add
ed. with a smiling glance at Janic's fresh,
fair face.
''Maybc could-find something said
the girl, rather timidly
''That would be jolly ~ Dayton re-
Joined enthusiastically. 'Let me see,
| could take it back to the city for the ex-
hibition, if I'm quick about it. There
don't you think that touch has i'm
proved
''Janic " called her mother rather
sharply-she had listened more and more
nneasily TO the light tones and laughter
''come in and set tho table for supper right
away "
''Prctcnd you didn't hear" said Day
ton blandly Il want your opinion on
| tilS. Ill Stliicllis iVi II. nv y"u tAihf'
| that touch
But jamie had risen, with a reprovng
frown and guilty smile struggling for
supremacy, and tripped into the house.
Dayton laid down his brush half uncon-
sciously, and turned to gaze down the
narrow hall into the kitchen beyond, where
frequent glimpscs of n slender blue-clad
figure, with long, white apron freshly
donned, and with sleeves rolled high, &C.
warded him.
The light, hot biscuits which steamed on
the supper table were made doubly delight
full by the fact that jamie had made them.
The dried apple pie, though not in itself
attractive, was rendered positively delicious
by the reflection that jamie had sprnklcd
the cinnamon and squeezed the lemon
juice into it, and arranged those narrow
strips of crust criss-cross on the top.
jamie herself too, looked pretticr than
ever with her checks flushed with the
heat of biscuit-baking, and her bright hair
prettily disarranged.
evil you have some more tea, Mr..
Dayton ?" said Mrs. Clegg, almost Sc
vercly.
Her face had grown anxious as the
lively conversation which jamie and their
boardcr had been carrying on progress
ed.
'Thank youl' said Dayton. passing his
cup promptly. Gas | was saying Miss
Clegg-"
There was knock on the door, and
jamie rose to open it.
A middle aged man, roughly dressed,
with sharp and not ill-humored face
followed her into the kitchen and sat down
in the chair she had placed for him.
"Mr circuit, mother said jamie.
And Dayton saw that the rosy color had
fled from her face.
Mrs. Clegg rose hastily; Aunt Hannah
pushed her chair back from the table.
The man looked hesitatingly from one to
the other, and cleared his throat
"Wal," he said with an effort at cheer
fulness, Il was coming by and jest
thought I'd drop in and see about that
wal, that money, Mis- Clegg."
There was painful pause.
II don't know as | need to tell you,