Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1888-08-18

twelve; and ut night, when she came
back from work, Sophy and Kitty
danced about with JOY ut the good t d-
ings she brought.
The picture was duly finished, paid
paid for and carried away. The chill
drcn had their jerseys; Juliet bought a
black ribbon bow for her mothers Sun
Il, y bonnet, rubber toy frr Mrs. Prct.
Zcls baby, and tiny volunlc Of every
lay revnious' for gcnte Marian.
TN the follnwin. Monday the mud
bc,plashcd wagon again made its APP
pearancc ut the stud donr.
"t,h dcar" cried Juliet, apprcncns-
lively. II hopcthc picture is all right p
YES" the young man answered,
"lhaL picture gave every satisfaction.
And my Aunt Maria, who is visiting
there now, is 50 much pleased with it
that she wants you to come out there and
paint her portrait
Cant She come here?" said Juliet.
"Blrss you, no." said Mr.. Applcby,
laugh ng. ''Shc never crossed the river
in her life. She's afraid of Gcrryboats
and Steam.cars, and travels only by
horse and wagon. But if you don't
mind the journey, she'll pay you well,
and my mother will be glad to make you
ut home. Perhaps you've got q sister OF
IL cousin tina would like a breath OF
country air, and that would be sort of
company for YOU"
Juliet thought of Marian. who COM
planned so much Of sideache and weari-
ness in The evenings, and instantly ac-
ceptcd the quaint proposition.
IL don't know whether can paint q
portrait or not she thought. but at
least can try"
80 Martin App'cby came TO the ferry
to meet the two girls, the next after
noon; and Marian and Juliet went out
to the fam on the Jersey meadows,
where the red apples were just begin.
ming TO fall, and the grapes hung in
purple festoons along the stone fences.
'.Aunt Mari.la' was fat old woman,
whose face rcsembled nothing more than
a summer squash. with three becchnuts
stuck in it. by way Of features. Mrs.
Appleby was Il plump, comfortable
malron, who called everybody "my
dear, land kept house rs her good Dutch
ancestors had done before her, and
honest Martin was the flower Of them all.
The picture took some time longer than
they had calculated, but neither Juliet
nor Marian grudged the delay.
Marian is enjoying this country air
so much, F." said Juliet.
"Julict is so absorbed in her art, "
reasoned Marian.
and by the Tina that Aunt Marilla's
portrait wa, finished. they were all like
one happy family.
al didn't s'posc as city folks could be
so nice, said Aunt MarilIa. 81 al'ays
rcckoncd they was sot up beyond every
thing"
81 do like the farm so much," said
Marian, who was helping Mrs. Applcby
to 'make over" the one silk gown that
she had had for ten years.
II always s'posed," said Mrs. Applcby,
chat there was an end of the gown,
because it takes so much material to fix
IL fashionable dress in these times, and
never had but twelve yards OF silk. But
Miss Marian she says, says she: why
don't you take your satin cloak and
combine the two: It's what everybody
is doing nowadays, and long cloaks amt
worn any more And sure enough,
there's eight good wide yards Of satin in
the cloak, aud l shall have first class
dress and sarin enough left for one o
these visitcs, as they call 'em, into the
bargain. I declare, economy is wealth,
and it's Miss Marian that has proved it
to me.
'.There amt many girls like Miss
Marian Jay" said Martin, with an ap-
proving nod of the head.
And Juliet, glancing suddenly up from
her work, caught his eye, and co'ored
scarlet. it was as if thought leaped to
thought in their two minds. and each
read the secret Of the others heart.
''Hc loves herr thought Juliet.
sShe thinks I am looking beyond my
station" was his idea; "and pcrhap;
she's right"
Juliet did not rest we'll that night. She
cried herself to sleep in the pretty little
bedroom which looked out over the
winding blue Hackensack hiver.
81 am selfish, hateful, spirited
crcature,n she thought 81 was vain
enough to think that he cared for lue,
and / am vndictivc enough to feel a
paug-yes countless pangs-because he
has discovered that Marian is thousand
times fai,cr and swcctcr than l am
will discipline myself will conquer
these mean grovclings of my base
nature
She finished the picture the next day,
and put it in the frame. Aunt Marllls
was delighted with the reproduction Of
the summer squash face with the beech
nut features. Perhaps it was not exactly
a miracle of art, but it represented s
comcly old lady's face, wiihan excellent
copy OF the gold neck-clialn and the lact
collar, with cno cll resemblance to in
sure that there should be no mistake il
identifying it; and the good old sou
checrfnlly paid for it goodly price.
you are going home" said Martin
"But you will leave Miss Marian here {
few days longer. I think my mother
never would get that dress done without
her hclp2n
.ol, yes, SAID Iulict.trying TO smile
"ATarian shall stay. AMI you needa i
take the troable to driver mo tn the ferry
boat, Mr. Appleby. can just as wei
walk to Sip!ey's ross Roads, and take
the horse; ars there"
"You can, but don't think you will,
said Martin, quietly. $40 speak tht
truth, Miss Juliet, I want q good long
trlk with you.'
oh" said Juliet.
Eut they had gone somo distanCs
however, before thay began to speak.