Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1888-03-23

pointment Cynthia was not much
company for him after all. She could
not cook half so well as lie could; she
inended his stockings so bunglngly
that they hurt his feet; and she forgot
TO make his bed ev ry other day on an
average
"Ah, well!" he consoled himself; Il
spose all wcmen are alike. Indian
0scelita amt cut arter thVs pattern,
though. I'm level sure of that"
Oscelita Dean came one day, on her
fathers steamer, to the little dock,
With an Offering of freshly gathered
tIAebarries, radiantly-spotted birds
eggs, and a fan Of eagle plumes made
BY her own hands.
"Ah, thanksp' said Cynthia, tossing
her head Il don't care for birds egg
collections. We've plenty of blue
berries here. What do you ask for the
eagle fan?'
Oscelta colored a little.
Il meant it for a present." said she.
"lyill you accept it?'
"I couldn't think of such a thing
said Cynthia, primly. 81 never re-
ceiye presents
"Then ] shall leave il for Mr.. Con
ley" said Oscelita, smiling, as she
hung it over the old hunters big chair.
HE will like it, know"
Cynthia looked quickly around. Was
it possible that Oscelita was manGu-
yring to entrap Uncle Fin for hus-
bandP He would be quite fool enough
to fall into the trap.
"You can do as you please about
that" said she, knitting with all her
might.
"Your are very lonely here" said
Oscelta in her soft, flute-like voice.
"It's the dismalest place | ever came
across in my life,' said Cynthia, pet
tishly.
at doesn't seem SO to me" said
Oseelita "1n my eyes it is home"
Tastes differ" said Cynthia, with a
well-emphasized sniff.
But, as she sat there, she could see
that Oscelita was tall and slender, with
complexion OF the richest olive;
dark. liquid eyes, and hair like jet
silk. And, all in second, she felt
how elderly, and sallow, and plain she
herself wasi
But she was Doctor Copley's daugh.
! teri and Oscelits.,. after all, was moth
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wildernesses.
Il have been wishing to come and
see you this long time,' said Osce lita
in her low, mild tone.
"Much obliged am sure" said Gym
thia. "But 1 have resources within
myself which preclude loneliness"
"ls there nothing | can do for you?''
persisted 0cselita, thinking of the little
boat wherewith she was wont to row
cut. in the pink sunrise. after water.
lilies; of the hidden wood-nooks: the
lovely little brooks, whittier no one
could conduct the stranger but herself.
THANK you!" once more retorted
Cynthia. Il don't know of anything
unless, indeed, you could come and
scrub a half day for me every week.
| should be willing to pay half a dol
lar, if"
Indian Oscelita rose quietly up.
Il think you are mistaken" said She.
Il am not--a menial Good-by, Miss
Copley."
And Cynthia watched her unfasten
the boat and glide away on the spark
ling floor of the lake, with slow, grace
full strokes.
81 don't think she viii come again" >"
said Cynthia, hugging herself. The
idea of an Indian girl expecting to be
noticed by mel"
1t was about this time that Captain
Sydford came to the Point, fishing
one the real, live tourists for whom
Miss Cynthia's soul had so longed-and
hired room in Uncle Fin Copley's
cabin.
And now began the real course of
life. Miss Cynthia took her guitar,
screwed up its strings, and practiced
so desperately that not bald eagle re-
NAMED within ear-shot of the Point.
She prosecuted Uncle Fin into grub
bing up stumps innumerable, and level
ing down tie ground for tennis
course; and she unpacked the nets and
balls. She placed her water-colored
sketches around in the most conspicu-
Jus ploCCos anu JOocb tb SuuStt, WIFI
her easel and brushes, just where Cap
tain Sydford would be most likely to
see her VIXEN he alighted from the boat
at supper time.
"She's aqueer old customer" said the
captain to himself. IF she aoiH perch
herself in those exposed spots, some
high wind will blow her into the lake
some day."
"a nephew of Sir Simon sydrord, of
0ttawa?" said Cynthia, almost in
scream. Good gracious me, Uncle
Fin, why didn't you say so before?"
Didn't think of it," said Uncle Fin.
Bless your heart. we get all sorts Of
solks this away. Lord Dufferin him
self came down here and stayed all
hight at Peter Piffin's, the guides hut.
And we had bank burglar at Eagle
Bay for week"
And etrainhtwav NT;s, C,-4t.