Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1889-03-20
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stalking across his wheat field with
angry strides, get out of that cherry
ItreeI l can't have you boys tramping
down my wheat, so be out of thatP
He raises his cane threateningly. and
then, drawing nearer, he discovers a
fascinating little gypsy hat hanging
from one of the lower branches. oh,
it's a little giri,' he says TO himself.
Il Late being cross to little girls. but l
can't have my wheat spoiled. Come
in kindly tone, come, you'll have TO
get down. L can't have little girls
running through my wheat
.uow dye do, little girls? How
dye do?' gIggles a voice from the tree
above.
.tTet out of that tree!' commands the
farmer. instantly repenting his momen-
tary relaxation of sternness. No man
likes being laughed at.
All right was the CHEEKY response.
'I've had all the cherries 1 want. and
was just sighing my kingdom for a.
man 10 come and help me down.
How did you get up there?' asks the
gentleman, somewhat staggered by the
seIf-posst ssion of the culpIit, and try
ing 10 get glimpse OF her ladyship.
He is rewarded by somewhat DIS
| LOlLtu view u ldAA VI
IoyuIsh eyes, he sees that, and beneath
them 4 crumpled heap or punk muslin,
the latter drawn tightly down over the
feet, not quite copcealing pair OF out
rageously high French heels
sOh. it was not half bad getting up,
replies the tree pynph. Il wanted the
cherries, and as nobody was looking, L
lust Climbed, or clomb, or whatever Is
The past tense of climb, to get them
what a remarkable little monkey,
| thinks Mr.. Rowden; then, holding out
! his arms, swell. Jump down. he says
good-naturediy, and she, with a half.
bashful, half amused ar, leans forward
and is gently lifted TO the ground.
The farmer peTceives, much to his
amusement, that she is not little girl,
as lie had supposed, bat full-iedged
young woman, although small In stat
ure.
L beg your pardon he gasps. re
moving his hat.
Il had no idea you were young lady
I'm sure. thought
You thought she breaks In saucily,
that only bad little girl would b
such a tom-boy as to climb a tree
Well, l plead guilty TO the crime, espe
cially,' with a laugh, as I've beer
caught in the act. You, she continues
shaking out her draperIes, are Farme
! Rowden, 1 supposeI'
AT YOUR service answered Jack
brilliantly, although, as you seem tc
know me, / am ashamed to confess m.
ignorance in regard to yourself
That is pardonable, I'm sure sh
replies, putting on her hat. My mann
is Ellewayne; / am spending the sum
mer with my cousin, Mrs. jackson, ant
have naturally heard something of th'
history of our immediate nelghoors,
whom with low courtesy, that yer.
crusty Farmer Roaden happens to b
| nearest
You see,' he hastens to explain
while a slight flush passes over hi
bronzed face, you see, L have TO b
somewhat stern with the village chill
dren. l am perfectly willing TO lie
them make themselves sick eating IN
cherries. but they destroy the wheat
So,' with a rueful smile, I've galne'
the reputation of an ogre, have ~
Something of that sort, she answer
with a little nod; but my cousin stil
has faith in your ainiability, only sh
says, as she used 10 know you quilt
well before you went TO Europe, sh
thinks you are treating her rathe
shabbily not to call now that you ar
at home
Il was such a mere boy when LEI
that 1 hardly thought Mrs Jackso
would remember me; but, since she
so kind, / shall be glad TO call an
renew an old acquaintance, and, wit
low bow, most happy to form net
one.'
That is already accomplished,
think she says, with an arch loOE
"a formal Introduction would be rathe
superduous after your having lifted N
out of a cherry tree; truly most bt
coming position for young woman
Indeed 1t was most becoming
your case responded Jack, admiringly
'But are you sure you have eaten chez
Ties enough?'
He had been breaking off the fine:
branches laden with the luscious ol
hearts.
Quite she replies, holding up
stained pair of hands for his inspectio
pretty hands In spite OF stains, or sh
would not have he'd them up. 'rhes
be silent witnesses that 1 have made
little gourmand of myself
Now, to assume that l am forgiven
murmured Mr.. Jack with a wInnin
I suiic, aS IDe uOuSc Is 50 ncdI viii v
not walk on and look at my howersr
Il don't know with doubtI
glance at her dress, which Is raths
crumpled. Il should like too, awfulll
Dut-I'm not very TRIM
oh. yes, indeed you areV contri
diets Jack eagerly.
Lead on. tfenp she cries gayly.
Indeed, she is looking very prettl
and she knows lt-Lone better-wit
her golden hair slightly dishevellet
and her cheeks flushed to becomin
pink. So they walk along path {
the edge of the field, and passin
through a little gate, they enter
smooth green lane, from which the
emerge directly on to a velvety Law
behind a quaint old house. Turnin
40 the left. they come upon what th