The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1889-11-02
THER NEW NEIGHBOR.

llGlA NEW NGlulDUlL
"GIrlsl" cried AIRrgery Kearpey, 0Iv'
seen himl-0live sterling-our me-
neighborl"
In quite a whirl OF excitement MAJ
gerry had dashed into the cozy ROOF
where her three sisters were sitting, sh
was shining with rain from the hood.C
her silyer-gray gossamer to the Yer
tips Of her robbers, The fluffy brow
curls across the forehead were sprinkle
with bright drops and her cheeks wer
glowing from the rapid walk,
"You did," interrogaIiVely Choruset
three eager voices.
~ really didW =,
SIS he handsomeW asked Janet, VIII
appreciated all beauty as intensely a
only a plain'looking person can.
"lntellectual looking2" inquired Clio
tide, who dipped daily into Emerson
and proiessed 10 adore Ruskin.
"Jolly?' queered little BERTHE, wht
was at the age when jolly people seemed
created for her especial amusement.
"No-no-nol" laughed Margery
"Not handsome, or LEARNED looking, o.
eyenjolly. He'll simply the most awk
ward looking mortal ever beheldV
And she broke into a peal OF hearliest
laughter at recollection OF her encounter
with their new neighbor.
"You see 1t was this way glrls," jerk
ing of her gossamer and disclosing q
form attired In chocolate cashmere-a
form that was trim, slim aud wtllowy as
that OF a sweet seventeen is apt to be
~ was running home in a great hurry
-ior 1t is chillier out than you folks
imagine-and justas | came opposite the
gate OF The Oaks | stopped very sud
denly, for right there was tho most tre'
nendous black dog | ever saw. ! said
go wayl' and he didn't bulge. IshoOk
my umbrella at him. He wasn't q BIZ
afraid. / said, III you don't get out o.
the way I'll hit yOul and he actually
grinned. There was nothing TO do hui
step out into the street-it was 30 mud
dy, too-and walk around him. But
Just then-I suppose my dilemma wa
apparent from the house-down the patti
he came running. Oh, he looked 80 ridl
culousl He is about as tall as Jacks
bean stalk. lean as a lath and brown o!
an Indian"
SWELL" exclaimed Janet. "He mus
be charmingW
"ohl" cried Margery, golag of into
fresh par0xysm OF laughter. "Wha
with his glasses, and his coattails ay'
ing straight out AZ he rushed 10 my res
cue, he looked like some great, curious
comical bird.n
"Blrds don't wear glasses" corrected
BERTHE. "Was his coat a 'swallOw-tailP
The appeal for information was ig
aWell, he called OF tho dog, ant
apologizsd for the monster, and-thati
II wish he'd offer me the use OF bill
library" sighed Clotilde,
"Tiey say The Oaks Is perfect pal
ace as far as the furnishing goes" mur
INJURED Janet.
az thlpk III ask him to loan IN,
the lovely little white pony" decided
BERTHE.
But this rash resolution was ruthless
ly crushed.
"The Oaks" had been shut up so LON
ever since the Kearneys had come L
live In the gray.green cottage near by
la owner had gone abroad on the dealt
Of his mother, three years ago, leavinI
this handsome house in the care OF
couple Of servants. But now that new
Of his return had spread curiosity wa
rife IN the fashionable suburb Of Rive
View. And not the least interested wer
Give sterllng's neighbors.
A pleasant room this in which the sis
ters sat; home-like room, even fifth
carpet was threadbare, the chairs veneI
able, the damask curtains darned-pel
maps all the more home-llke for thes
suggestions Of social service and expeti
ence.
Janet went on with her task OF remod
cling an old dress. Clotilde went owe
To the window, and looked wistfull
through the drizzling rain to the re-
bnck Chimneys which rose above til
mouse which held the CoYeted book
Margery, obeying a sudden impulse, ha
snatChed up her eyerready sketCh'boO
from the table, and was scratching VII
0rously away. An Ocstatic giggle frol
BERTHE, who was peeping oyer her shon
lar. called the attention OF the others
her work.
"Nhat is iL?" asked Janet.
Margery looked up with a nod and
smile. ~
await a moment,H
On her brisk pencil few, with I'll
dlmples In her pretty checks deCpenin
is her misohlevous smile grew.
"Therel"
She held up the open book. III
lthrrp nnCkel around to her.
"oh, Margetyl"
"hu can't lux like that"
"What q tAricature"
Indeed, Comiral and grotesque was u
drawing Of tue long, lank figure, wit
the s6idery extrenitleS, the flying COZ
| ullht blu hluHtuhhuuo kNkbiVns
"Oh, lust Q triAe apGentuated-nt
i quite d Caricatnre, abe said, laughingl
rs she scrawled under the picture Il
words, "0ur New Neighbour
"The rain Is clearing of cried Bert
I'm going 10 run and ask mamma II
mAyn't 20 out"
And Oh che rushed,
Soon, with her kitten IN her arms ar
her little spaniel al her heelg, sbe VI
out on the wet road. The rain had lui
ceased. The afternoon sun, weary
sulking, was coming ont ID splehdI
state. In lie radiance every drop {
avery ClovGy,leaf was a glittefing jew
and The pools In the street reflected bi
OF the brilliant Bky,
On aud on wandered BERTHE, her searl
.kirt blowing backward her yellow la
laugllng HosSily Is the breeze caught a.
Mayed with Il. As she pissed "Tl
Oaks bho paused 10 put her small, l
qulsItYO face against tholton railing al
IyksI 4 Srand h,y hnnan N tvaS Al,