The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1889-03-21
PENlMsuLA.s QuANpARY.

PENIMSuLA.s QUANDAFlY.
/ 4 synopsis OF tho. Coming Great Ameri-
r. can Work Of Fiction. =
lNoTEEThis remarkable story
published, 1t is hardly necessary to
say, from advance sheets OF Mr.. W-m
DIN His next novel. As printed
below, it appears in somewhat con-
densed form, but contains all that is
noteworthy In plot, incident and dia-
logue In the entire story.
A pieturesQuely commonplace, or
binary. unemoti onal New Epgla1d day.
Thes sun having risen some three
hours previously. was now about three
hours high. It's rays, shining In
through the second-story back parlor
window Of a plain frame dwelling
| mouse on q quiet street In DIsmalton,
lit up split bottomed chair occupied
by thin-haired young woman, evil
IDENTIFY suffering from heartburn. The
window, it should be mentioned, was
OF ordinary construction, being made
1 Of pine sash, and Okla, or possibly
10x14, glass The putty had dropped
off in places, and the fastening
at the top ofzthe lower sash was par
TALLY broken off, as If it had been hasti-
| ly raised by inserting an axe,or soup
ladle at the bottom and prying up
ward. This might have been done In
a moment Of forgetfulness by the au-
bufp-haired and contemplative do
smestic who was employed at a stipend
of $3.50 per week to do the cooking
and look after the house.
The young woman who sat In the
chair was near-sighted and wore steel
trimmed glasses. She was not hand
some, but there was an expression
-abont her sallow face with It's square
Jaw ana aquiline nose. slightly red
dened at the tip, that sometimes caused
persons who met her to look at her a
/ second time.
Mother, she said to an angular
matron who entered the apartment,
Il am impressed with the conviction
or perhaps say | am at times dimly
conscious Of an impression-that this
life okexcitement is=naking me sifghtz7
/ " nervous. -. So
And she put away the yarn stocking
she was darning and picked up late
New England novel by Jenny Hames.
Peninsula, said her mother, after
q pause, during which she had been
vaguely watching the uneasy SAUNDERS
ofa=deiected seat that lay 4imp onthe'
rug before the fre,.I think you had
better=spend few months in Italy.
What shall we have for dinnerpn
CHAP. II. e.
Three weeks later. Rome. Vatican.
Catacombs. Pigeons. Gloomy sun
shine. Oppressive feeling of ennui.
Mother said Peninsula, as the two
stood in front OF the Pamphilia-Dor
palace. isn't that aged horse terribly
lameP All, me! What is life good for,
wonder, anyhow"
my daughter" replied the moth err,
with adreary yawn, as she afm1essly
looked at her watch and remembered
she had not wound 1t since she left
| Dismalton, .swe viii go to Venice. y
CHAP. III.
I tGondolas. St. Marks Pervading
Rdampness, doors of garlic, and pensive
memories OF Venetian Days. Contin-
uation of ennui.
Mother, yearn for my New En-
gland home. Life here is so intense,
SO aquatic, so
II know it, my daughter. And the
eggs are too Oriental. I want you
should not become too much excited.
Remember how the story of Annie
Qaillburn Morkednpon your sensitive
nature. Il srsw
"Motherin exclaimed Peninsula, in
a voice Of hopeless melancholy, 1--WE
will return, home.n
CHAP ". -
Dismalton. Another ordinary New
England day. The mother and
daughter alighted from the two-seated
carryaIl, had their trunks carried into
the house, paid the man and went in...
They had returned home. A few
more chunks Of putty had fallen from
the second-story back window. andsthe
cat was rather thinner than formerly
Otherwise the place was unchanged. -
What time is it, motherp'
81 think, said the mother, looking
at the sun, must be about eleven
o'clock Or. half-past, "rshe added, re-
-aectiyely.
CHAP. W.
The evening shades had fallen, but
faint odor of boiled cabbage still per-
vaded the quiet New England home.
There was knock at the front door.
The bell. it should be explained, was
out ef. repair.
The caller was shown into the par
lor.
Il have called, Peninsula, to-"
The young village doctor pausedsa
monient to suppress an Involuntary
spasmodic action that looked like
yawn, but may have been a hiccough.
r,,sI have called. Peninsula, to ask II
you Will marry me-
sFotheringayp she answered, look
ing at tho hickory-wood fire in the
CRATE with painful incertitude. II can
not say Whether I-will or not. n
"a = 4 THE END y ! = -
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