Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1886-11-06

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power of persuasion untriel in hi
endeavor to win pretty Fannie
heart. He was partner in hi
fathers law office, winning his owl
way to fortune, and no thought o
The blondes patrimony temptc'
him. 1t was pnre, true love tina
softened his voice for Fannle'S ear
shone in his eyes when they reStet
upon her, and brought him often t.
her side.
And the love he coveted wa
given him, though no words hat
yet been spoken. when Herbert
Norris suddenly fled, and twenty
four hours later his son was als'
missing.
It was a blessing, Nell said, tina
they chose the spring weather fo'
their journey. as: the cottage il
Harlem was certainly nottemptillg
Sas5itssto GOD Or win ersrssid eIte g:
Iargge ole int heSJIn9 l lle.
realized frornstiSe SALE. fstGe hIrlli:;
ture, ztosput3tFe clubhouse illsrepair
ithaving beenempty along time
Aud even when it was rewly pa
pered and painted, and frightened
by the prettiest Of furniture, il
looked very narrow and poor. con-
trasted with the home where the
girls had lived from childhood. :
The piano had to stand all askew
to fit ut all in the little parlor, and
the easy-chairs and lounges looked
all out of proportion. But Mel
worked buslly, and gradually the
s:flitting" become Il frolic; and even
Fannie was interested in wedgine
bureaus into impossible receSseS;
and finding accommodation for the
contents OF the great vans at the
door.
"Just imagine, we have a spare
room." cried Nell, gleefully; "here
is Aunt Sne's, here ours. here one
for a servant, if we ever again in
dulge in such luxury, and here a
magnificent apartment, handsome
ly furnished to let! All the rub
bish and trunks can 60 in the attic
or loft, or whatever you choose to
call the sky paror. and the whole
lower floor can be devoted to par
lor, dining-room, pantry and kitch-
en-! Fan, seriously, l like it. 1t is
ours, that is one good thing. and
we can h;lye lots of fun cooking
and cleaning.n
Fun" said Fan, dolefully.
"Yes, fun! Come, I'm going to
give Jane her wages. now we are
all fixed nicely, and we will get
dinner. Amt you glad now we
learned to cook at Uncle Rodney's
How we hated it!''
Fan sighed over the memory Of
two years spent with their mothers
brother, on a cosy New England
farm, while their father was in Eu
rope trying to bring health back to
his wife, who died under Italian
skies. BIT Nell=woul9 not Let he's
nope, and the summer days were
coming TO make the cottage gar
den new interest, and a long walk
to the boat or car only a pleasant
country stroll,
There was a little money to put
in the bank for a rainy day, when
Aunt Sue obtained employment at
her old trade, and the girls under
took embroidery for large dry
goods establishment. June had
come, when one morning Amt Sue
received a letter, asking her to take
a boarder.
ga boarder,n cried Fannie, a
ghast; "the man is crazyw
For the letter was signed "John
Harrism So it was man.
.'He is an individual, and wants
perfect quiet in private family
He offers ten dollars a week, Fam"
"And he'll be twenty dollars
worth of bother. just imagine a
sick man to fuss over"
"Ien dollars a week." said prac-
tical Nell. sit would nearly keep
the table for all of u.s."
Discussed in all its bearings, the
proposal was finally admitted to
have its advantages. The old fam.
lily physician was given by the
writer for reference, and there was
the spare room "fairly yawnlng
with emptiness" said Nell.
So John Harris was graciously
permitted to take up his summer
residence in the little COTTAGE He
was a white haired old gentleman
WHO stopped badly and had large
soft eyes, as blue as Fannie's own.
From the time Of his arrival his Gle
votion to Aunt Sue was so marked
as to excite the mischievous rail
lery Of the girls in spite Of the little
old maids bushes and protesta-
lions.
Was Aunt Sue in the summer
house stitching upon hercaps, John
Harris was sure to be found, read
ing alo1d the interesting portions
of the daily newspaper. Was she
in the kitchen stirring cake, or roll
ing pie ernst, John Harris was GER
taInly leaning against the window
sill. making sage remarks upon the
beans or tomatoes in the wee veg
eCable garden. Did Aunt Sue re.
mark her love for a flower, behold
the next day a wagon from town
with a whole garden ready to be
transferred to the soil Of Harlem,
under John Harris's directions. He