Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1886-02-13
ACCOMAC {. H. VA. SATURDAY, FEBRUARY Is 1886.

with a scrap Of ribbon or a pane
s of velvet you'd think it WA,
made byzn French dress maker.
declare. wish I had her knack.-
Papa is always grumhling abon,
MY bills. But that amt all. Dr.
Ysn know. she gives Bessie lay
tonmusic lessons, aud earns qaitc
a!nice little income f0rherself! And
sheswritts book reviews and thing.
fGs the newspapers, and keeps MIR
Clark in-books that way
Dear mep said the other, with a
yawn sEho at the party last night
would thinkit7'
:Humph!' remarked the other
She'll live and die an old maid,
see if she don't. Such girls always
do: Come, there are our novels at
laSt.rs Let's go.
The perinmed silken fonnces
rnStled out of the library; tile
sodnd sof cha4tering voices died
away, and Still DIR. d alcs sat. with
his Denciiin his hand, tstaring down
afss dulnE z fsasai,l
edsthat the gloomy veilwhich drop.
ped between him and his future
life were lifted. In his heart he
could have blessed the agile
tongues of these idle, gossiping
girls.
Clissl, then, was no mere hut
terfy, bnt true, noble-hearted
working girl!
lie carried back the ponderons
medicine tome TO the assistant IL
brarian.
.Nnch obliged he remarked.
succinctly. Got through with it
pretty quick, haven't youi' said
the assistant librarian.
Yes. I've had very good luck
this morning. SAID the doctor,
cheerfulIy.
He went straight way TO the cot
tagc on the outskirts of the village,
where Clarissa Clarke lived. An
apple checked little brother came
to the door to answer the knock.
yes CliSsy's at home,' said he.
But she's fixing a chicken for pa
pas dinner. And then she's got
my trousers to mend. Clissy can't
come up stairs.'
But Dr.. Dale langhingly pushed
his way across the threshold.
I'LL come IN and wait said he.
And in five minutes Clissy came
in, looking even prettier, If i, were
A POSSIBLE thing, i'll her calico MORN
ilrs dress than she had done in the
white satin and pearls on the even
ing before.
How he managed to speak out
the dearest wish Of his heart, Dale
never quite knew. He had pre-.
pared form of words on the way,
hui they vanisledrttery out Of his
mind when the eventinl moment
came. He could only remember
that she stood before him in all her
fresh, young beauty, like human
am rriA-hlnssnmzand- that hp lOyed |
3hlt attel-he had her hand IN his
one arm caressingly thrown arnnhd
her waist, he told her of the morn
ing occurrence.
Until then, dearest he said, i
looked upon you as a sort of unat
luxury-a star to be wor
SHIPPED afar of only. | knew that
7 was nothing more than a village
doctor, with more ambition than
practice-tor the present, at least.
But now feel that ] may venture
to hope. Will you run the risk OF
sharing my scanty fortunes, CHS
syf'
Willingly, Junius, she answered,
looking up into his face with her
frank blue eyes. 'And to tell you
tile truth, she ad,.cd smiling III
tie slyly, Pm almost glad that you
are not IA rich man. Because. dear,
| shall be so glad, SO proud, to help
you little in my humble way
So they were married. A few
weeks subsequent to their bridal,
Franklin BARLEY married all heir
eSS.
Its like Barley said Doctor
Dale. Ile always looks out for the
main chance
At the end of five years, hcwev-
er, franklin Barley came back to
his native village, a moody, and
disappointed man. His money had
all been dissipated in unwiSe spec
nlations, his wife had returned to
her friends, minus her fortune.
"A Young man married lisa young
man married. he quoted, gloomllS.
Except, perhaps, III Dale's case
He seems to have grown rich BY
degrees. And he is happy, too,
even in the obscurity Of country
physicians life :.
Thanks to my helpful little wife,
said Dale, with glance oi PRIDE
and tenderness toward Clissy, who
sat on the doorstep with two chuo'
-by children playing about her
knees. I'VE have worked together
Clissy ard !, aud our reward his
not been withheld from u.s.