Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-04-12
..,r,1BBYss IAMBITIONS.n.
BY HELEN, Kohl,Esr GRAVES.

addressed ~ T. 80. %
"But / .won't, detain you a seconds,
catching upthc change and the parcc
from the counter of thenElittle genera
shop which served for grocery, dry
goods emporium. :, flour mill and postof
fee for the. jewellers in, j., Succothville
sim ready now" " IT," ~
Libby Morse was d SANDER. bright.
eyed girl of oighteon. Job Eindlcy was
the village druggist, aJ9uick, Keen faced
young fellow, with healthy glow on
They walked briskly along over THO
i hard-f[ozen winter roads, in the gray
"Worc you gettlngranyihing at the
storel" Job asked. "Have you any
bundles for me to carry2" ~ ~ >
Libby laughed bitterly. {,
II was asking for letters" said she.
''Thcrc were none formc. didn't much
expect there would be. Luck don't
come to mep' - -
"Luckl" Job looked at her in q per.
picked way. II hope, Libby-I do
nope you haven't been persuaded into
buying tickets in the Brcozctown Lot!
terry" ~
Nonsense" retorted Libby. go
"Your uncle gives you all the spend
ing money you want, don't hel"
''He gives me all l ask for" Libby
answered-adding, within herself
and little enough that isl"
"You'rc not disconnected at living
with hml"
mot especially"
'.Becausc, Libby, if you don't like it
"Oh, Job, there comes Alice Mark
ham |" hastily interrupted the girl. .pvc
got message for Alice. You'll excuse
me- won't your Good-byw
Job Lindlcy stood puzzled, in the
middle of the road, watching Libby's
figure vanish against the yellow bar that
still marked the spot where the sun
had gone down, half M hour ago.
"lts queer" said he. Sim hanged il
L understand it Every time get any
where near that subject she slips away
from me, exactly MS if she understood
what was going to say. It's like try
1ng to catch the waters of n running
brook in cnc's hand. To me there's nc
girl in all Succothvillc like Libby Morse,
and yet can't for the lifo of me tell
whether she cares for me or not..n
In the meanwhile Libbie had Joined
Alice Markham, the young district school
teacher, whose week it was in "boardinn
around" to 90 to Mr.. Morse's.
ooh, Alice" said she, GREATNESS with
the haste she had made, "Ivc had sucl
IN escaped"
"Child, what Jn earth do you means
said Miss Markham, who, though she
was scarcely month older than Libby
IN actual time, had the dignity of al
least thirty summers.
Perhaps it was rs much owing to the
responsibilities Of her position as to
natural temperament, but still it was
there-thc sober, charming scdatcness OF
ayonng queen.
II think, Alice" said Libby, in n
mysterious whisper, ''that Job Lindley
wants to ask me to marry him. Pvc just
been walking with him."
"Well-and if he docsl"
ats such nonsense" said Libby,
slightly accelerating her swift, elastic
pace.
81 don't see that at all, said composed
Alice Every girl is the better for a
good, sensible husband"
"Fiddlcsticks cried Libby. "As il
girl with an ambition like Inc wanted
to be tied down to life in the back par
lor behind druggists countcrw
IAN ambitioni" repeated Miss Mark
ham.
"Ah, haven't told you" cried exult-
ant Libby, dancing up and down until
against the frozen ground. but have
al amDit:on-two or three of them
Shall I tell You what they are Alicel"
"If you can leave off fitting along
lis n will-o'-the wisp, certainly" said
Alice, twining One afih around Libby's
slender young waist.
"Well, you sec" explained Libby, low.
ering her voice to n confidential mystery
although there were only the frost
frightened stars and the yellow rim O.
light above the western woods to over
hear her communication, "Uncl,
Thomas hasn't been very successful will
his farm, of late, and as he has min,
children of his own, he naturally feel
as if were burden to him. And h
hints that ought to be doing somethin.
for myself. Now what can girl do TO
herself in Succothvillc but 70 out t.
service, or enter the factory, or take il
plain sewing2"
"Not much else, must confess" sai
Miss Markham.
"Well," pursued Libby, ~ don't fame
ony VI tneee tuTcc loHuS 10 livelihood
So I've picked out three other paths fo
myself. I've been studying ND th
papers, Alice. and I've written love
story, in competition for the hundred
dollar prize offered by the Titus ;el
Literary Clarion"
"Child, child" cried Alice. "Yyh,
do you know about love2"
GAS much rs other girls, fancy,
said giddy Alice 'T'vc read abo'
Ophelia and Desdemona, and Lucia {
Lammcrmoor, and all those classic her
ines, and of course one depends eoc
deal on ones imagination. 1t wasn't
bad story, | know. Well, that's OIL
road. And read the statement of Il
Womans Barter Establishment, in Ne
York-how they'll pay you for goo
cake or preserves, or anything of tn
sort, less trifiing COMMISSIONS Sc
box of pl m Jam to them, box tn
ought to net me ten dollars at least"
"That's Number Two" smiled Alc
excuse me for saying that have mo
faith In Number Two than in Numb
One"