Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-07-25

Qemure bands OF SitASr Sue u
countenance was a sight at once refreshing
and eanobling, after having looked for any
length Of time upon crisp brown curls, ana
q face that changed as often as an autumn
sunset
Mr.. Timotheus Nelson had cousin Lucy,
who answered exactly to the daxen ideal,
and he soon after made her Mrs. limo
theus Nelson. He took certain PRIDE In
presenting her to Miss Page, and in listen
/ ing afterward 10 her shocked EXPLANATIONS
! in regard to the much-discussed curls.
1t was about this time that, by something
+ of a coincidence, a cousin of Judith also
made his appearance in the neighborhood
He came unexpectedly, and met her just
outside Of Carylon gates, leading her horse,
Hautboy, who had gone lame all Of a sudden.
She was rathera strange figure, tan and
slight, and with as few curves as growing
lad. Her habit, which, in those days OF
GALLON and gathers, was really noticeable
for its lack of voluminousness, was gath
cred UP almost to her knees, disclosing
russet-leather boots, stained crimson Tor
half their length by the scarlet soil. Her
billy-cock hat was pushed back on her
brown crest, and sparkle OF mud ornar
mented her left cheek like fantastic patch.
Boughton did not III the least recognize
her. He had not seen her since the days OF
white frocks and blue shoes and SOCKS,
when her hair had been pretty tan color,
and one Of her front teeth missing.
He hesitated a moment, and then refined
up and asked il he was or was not mis-
taken in thinking the gate 10 the left the
one which led into the Carylon farm. She
nodded and said that it was. Then he saw
that her horse was lame, and, Jumping
down, asked if he could not assist her. She
thanked him, and said no, that she thought
he could not; and then yielding-after the
manner have mentioned-to one OF the
inclinations, said suddenly;
"Are you really gong to Caryloni What
is your namep
i'Boughton, he had answered, gravely.
"Philip Boughton."
Then it was that this culpably uncon-
ventional young woman made use of an ex-
preston which amused Boughton beyond
bounds, until he found out who she was.
''Gad p cried she, ''not my cousin Philip
He replied, with bow, that If her cousin
Phil also reJoiced in the surname of Bough-
ton, their identity must be established, at
the same time inquiring her own name.
"Why, I'm Judithr' she announced,
reaching out both hands to him with Haut-
boys bridle-rein yet over her arm. ''rm
Judith Page, Cousin Phi. You don't look
a bit as you used To-"
"Noln said Cousin Phil, smiling a good
deal. perhaps not unconscious of a hand |
some mustache clipped close, soldier-fash- /
ion, across his fine upper lip, and of gen. |
era, impressveness of appearance which /
he had lacked when they last parted.
"No, no-not a bit,n said Judith, bending /
altttle away from him, while still keeping 1
a friendly grasp on his hands, and cycling /
him from the crown Of his smart Partisan /
hat there were Anglo-maniacs in those |
days, but they were the exception and not /
the rule) to the toes Of his patent-leatheI t
boots.
''Not bit,n she repeated, earnestly.
''Why, in what wayir said Eoughton.
s'You're-you're- well, you're such q
dandy replied candid Judith However |
can you wiggle your toes in such bootsi
Cad 1t makes mine ache 10 look at 'em."
This made twice that she had used that |
somewhat extraordinary form Of express
sion. Besides, Philip did not exactly enjoy
being called dandy.
'sYou have changed, too be remarked.
'sMeln said Judith. "0hl do tell mel
Howl"
w tAis AAI 0AE lAEAAs san DVAknlnng
slowly, "you-er-didn't swear when last
saw you.m
II is impossible TO imagine the effect that
her placid reception OF this scathing remark
had upon him.
Didn't IT. she said, serenely, still hold
ing his hands. Il must have been very
young Yes, was-I remember all about
it now You used TO make me dolls out OF
radishes, and cut turnips into flowers for
me. Oh, yes. and you taught me to fish
with a crooked PIN
'.You have become a fisher Of men by
now, / suppose said Boughton, with an at
tempt at wit. which, however, left his cousin
as unruffled as ever.
"Oh, dear, no,n she assured him. "Ihev
Dish for me- And mostly with crooked pins,
must admitl'i she added, with a laugh
'How tall and straight you are, cousin.
10 believe could walk under your arm.
Let's try.n
Philip held out his arm obediently, and
she made the attempt, but her eyes were
blinded against his coat sleeve.
II know ever so much a better way touse
ny arm than that said Boughton, sudden
Y possessed Of a devil, and be let his arm
irop TO her shoulders, held her so, and
1issed her.
She did not burst into tears, and raise her
riding whip, and give him a smart blow
lcross the lips, or rail at him like the little
threw he believed her to be. When she
Jaw what was about TO happen, she merely
rev in her pretty lips to a hard white line |
'ver her teeth, and on that hard white line
ell Mr.. Philip Boughton' S KISS. 1t was GER
ainly nothing at all like what he had sup
,osed it would be. Neither was her con-
Iuct. She stood quietly, locking at him |
quarely in the eyes, and drawing on little !
urther her dog-skin gauntlets.
"Er-you have mistaken your way after :
ILL., she remarked, finally.
"Howi'i he asked. feeling somewhat curl {
US and extremely uncomfortable.
She still looked quietly at him, while set /
ling her cuffs and pulling forward the
i,ly-cock hat
"Er-you have behaved like beast when
on should have behaved like a gentleman {
he replied. almost sulkily. ''Good after
oon." And she turned about in the other
ERECTION and walked OF with her lame '
orse. S