The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1886-04-07


Elulled into irteguiar aud rather
Childish scbs Beria, with her
cheeks flushed aud her voice qpis.
ering win eagerness began
"0h, MaGlda do let Us gOl II
we were among strattgefs we could
gbe no worssoa than We are here,
Il se were stetviog to morrow, do
you knoe asoul could 90 10 for
d pennyG Idoal. And / am 50
dead liredof this one room, aud old
Mrs. Besl's weak tea, and that
Tommy folsom incoming at US from
Ibis side oflhe table,
eBu. where could we go2 and
what could We do when We got
theres9
TAnsthipg anylhingl Teach,
sew
Mis- Matilda wiggled conypl
siyely from hesdto foot
Add, ifnecessufY scrnb.
Miss Matilda screamed.
Betta laughed out in a fashion
slightly boyish, but wholly delight.
ful, because she enjoyed it to the
last ech, andsprang TO herfeet with
q suddenness calculated at thevery
least 10 drive Miss Matilda wild.
u Iarrange everything every.
thing she cried, btsathlsssly,
will youilet me have my way this
time, TeddyH Say, will youR-will
you9"
And because Miss Matilda was
totally denofaliaed and weak from
her emotion, she helplessly ans
wered yes.
II could be proved-if only some
one would take the trouble to do it
that there exists no one quite SO
hopelessly irresponsible as a wo-
man newly dismissed from govern
mental oaice-unless it be man
When Miss Darrell had criedho
self sick enough for a prescription,
she sank into a state of apathetic
despair-and staid there-until
Berta came home one evening after
aweek's busy planning, with two
yellow tickets in her hands.
~rhey cost exactly sixty dollars 2
she cried, josously. "And ! deCid-
ed on Goldyille for two splendid
reasons-you see, We shall have
thirty dollars and ffty.lwo cents
to astonish the natives with, and
there is such a spice of comfort in
the FIRST syllable, don't you thinkR'i
Whats in a namel" quoted Miss
Matilda, dismally,
Bat Bertha only laughed.
Miss Matilda almost wanted 10
laugh herself, two days afterward,
when she found herself flashing
through Stale after State, for all
her life bad only meant so many
red aud blue splashes on the map.
There was no longer need to re
prove BertS for the reckless hand.
ling Of their future. The money
wasspent nOw-and, after all, there
was a flavor of dangerous pleasure
in daring fute 10 do her worst.
All her life she had walked with
out stumbling in the beaten path
that lay before here as prim as a
Dutch flower garden, aud now that
there had come a sudden and ap,
palling end to her road, all The
comfort she had got Berta was
u reference to "fnts,' that wasn't
sistetly, and another to slack, =
that vas scarcely genteel.
Very WELT there was no longer
the dcspised rut to plod in, They
had a desOlate amount Of freedom
now to starye where they pleased
and Of course, il it suited Berta
best to have their bones bleached
on the bOuudless prairies Of The
West, Why"
Aud then she did laugh at bel
own amazing stock of self.pity, and
it brought such a sparkle in Berta''
warm gray eyes that it was worth
being hopeful just to see them.
And, indeed, the girl was SC
cheerily familiar with things she
never saw before and knew moth
ing about, so worldly.wise in the
matter otchecks and so equal t.
the baggagemen, that Miss Darril,
in spite of her thirty and something
over years, was beginning by the
second night to feel childishly, ir.
responsibls happy, when-theil
journey came to an end,
Came to such a sudden and dis
astrOus end, that she he had been
lyiugin an ugly heap under the
stars quite twenty minutes before
she realized that there had been an
accident, aud that like US not she
was dead,