Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1886-09-10
4 FAIR EXCHANGE.

Jack Enderby sighed dismally, and
stretched his long arms, as the train
for New York, with a succession OF re-
luctant shivers, came to a halt before
the little waysidc station OF Water
mans Hollow. The car had but two
other occupan1s--one very fat lady
and her very thin spouse. 1t was a
drenry spring day, filled with thick
foes and spteilll dasheH OF rain.
There were two figures standing in
the rain before the station OF Water
mans Hollow, both ,ttired in disiig.
urng waterprools and thick wells.
One OF the ladies suddenly thrust
aside her veil, and flung her arms i'm
petuoll>iy around the Others neck.
Endnrby had momentary glimpse OF
a toAr-slnincd, lovely face, with blue
eyes The locomotive shrieked i'm.
patiently; there was a last embrace, 81
sudden furry and swish OF wet dra-
perry, and then the sweet-fucel vision
was seated directly opposite Enderby,
softly dubbing her fearful face with
snowy, violet scented handkerchief
Enderby had been trying for the last
hour to keep awake over Tnorcau's
Excursions. He took blank card,
which he hal been usin; as book
mark III his frequent lapses from at
tention, and idly began to sketch, in
preposterous exasgeration, the scene
he had just witnessed at the railroad
station. His pencil was s. blunt one,
and the car did not move very smooth
~, SO that tho sketch proved to be
somewhat more OF caricature than
he had ntendel. He smiled amused
ly as he wrote the title under it
clears, idle tears and then glanced
about suiltily, fearful that the girl had
seen it. But no. Gretchen Fisher
was too busily engaged in disposing OF
her wraps, and patting her damp,
silken l.anstry bangs just then, TO pay
che slightest attention to art or any
pti!CI ~ ~ lGtl StiUJtCC.
She cert ainly was distractingly pref
ty, and En3erby. who was an artist
of some pretensions, drew his breath
in silent enjoyment as he looked at
her.
Gretchen took Howells' "Indian
Summer" from her vallse and was
soon immersed in its pages. She was
not so interested a. she pretended,
however, for every now and then her
eyes would raise themselves restlesslv
from the unturned leaf and at last tho
book slipped from her listless fingers
and fell with a reseutful thud in the
aisle.
Endcrby stopped to pick it up, and,
with q bow and a smile, handed it to
Gretchen.
May ask if it is Colville or Mrs.
Bowen who displeases you?" he said,
IN his courteous, pleasant way,
Gretchen thanked him, and sm!ied
brightly back at Enderby. She felt in
stinCively that he was q gentleman,
and she saw no reason why she should
not accept his advances in the spirit
in which they were made,
"Both,' she declared, and lmogene
more than either Enderby smiled
again, and Gretchen went on with ami
nation: But | love little Elite, she
is very sweet and winning child.
Have you read it? How does it end?"
Enderby told her, and the converse
ton soon drifted into other channels.
Enderby was conscious that he had
talked unusually we'll, because he was
unusually interested in the pretty
woman beside him. And Gretchen men
tally decided that his profile was al
most as fine as his dark eyes.
How fast the time fled. The sun
had come out gloriously, too, and
: had begun to tickle the TAT woman's
and the lean mans noses, so that
both woke simultaneously to discover
themselves very hungry. As they
lunched-and this undertaking was by
no means small one-Gretchen and
Enderby watched them in silent
amusement.
lack Spratt could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean"
Enderby whispered, with eyes which
4 were filed with laughter: but Gretchen
would give on encouragement to such
unseemly levity. a
II have a lunch-basket, !" she an
y nounced, q shall be glad to divide
. with you, it you like.
The thin sandwiches and delicate