The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1889-08-23
PEpuNCLE.S wOoING.
A Commercial Tourists Broken Heart and
IL DnicL EccnNarr.

PEDUNCLE'S WOOING.
A Commercial Tourists Broken Heart and
His Quick Recovery
In the romant;c rural hamlet of
SpoOnvine, along whose O Jiet streets
and shady lanes the barefooted urchin
with z long fishinG-pole over his shoul-
der sneaked down toward the mill
dam, and the frisky bee buzzed noisily
among the clover blossoms like an as
sistant librarian at a Sunday-school
picnic. the June sun, on one of those
rare occasions when he forgot himself
and condescended to shine, lit up the
interior OF the store of Markup &
Comedown, dealers in dry goods, boots
and shoes, hats and caps. notions, gro
ceries, drugs, medicines, queensware,
paints. oils, wallpaper and window
blinds. In one corner of the room was
the village post-office, occupying 2
space six feet square, and behind
curtain partition in the rear was a
miIliner's shop
1t was the witching hour of noon.
Spoonville was at dinner. a pleasant
odor Of fried ham, mingled with sug-
gestions Of boiled cabbage and therich
aroma Of the seductive onion, pcrvaded
the dreamy atmosphere
On the counter of the store Of Mark
up 4 Comedown were spread the
samples that J. Harry Peduncle, com
mercial traveller, had just taken from
his iron-bound. baggageman-proof
trunk for the inspection OF the young
woman with the blue eyes ,nd golden
hair. who acted as head clerk. chief
milliner and assistant postmaster.
Il came at this time OF day, Miss
Winnie" said the young man, leaning
coufidentially over the counter, ''be-
Cause i was sure of finding you alone.
There's no hurry about making any
selections from this line of goods Mr.
Markup doesn't come back from his
dinner till half-past twelve, and old
COmedown always takes a nap at
noon I've got both of them down
fine, you see. l haven't been coming
TO Spoouville for the last three years
for nothing. And now tell me. you
dear girl. how you've been
AIRY letters yere fur the Markleys
ur the Gorums?"
The fair young assistant postmaster
shook her head
''Ur the N1illses?"
No"
"Sur the Jacobys, nur the Butlors?''
mo. Wait a moment Are You
going home past the Beerces?"
''Yas.'
"Well. here's letter for Mr. Kelso,
that's visiting them"
III that boy has gone. Winnie" said
the drummer n moment later, Il want
TO tell you something. I've got tired
OF this thing of having just twelve
half-days of happiness in the year
The route l have to go over brings
me here only orce in thirty days,
and l can't shorten it to save my
life. l am going to quit the road.
l have saved up something and l in
tend TO go into business for myself.
Then l shall build little home in the
suburbs of -
I'D like to gitabout five cents wuth
OF plug tobacker," piped Iank, bill
ious-looking customer who had just
dropped in. Miss Winnie waited on
him and he went out again.
And you know, WINNIE" resumed
young PeduDcle, whom / am 60
ing to ask to share that homo with
me -
Got any eggs?" called out shriu
voice as little girl with a faded
sun-bennet. who had slipped into the
store unobserved, stepped up to the
counter
I'VE have"
''Fresh?"
Yea
Don't want them If they amt
fresh Gimme a Dozen
The drummer waited patiently few
minutes longer
Has she gomez he asked.
Yes
Then 1 must speak quickly, for
time is flying. 1t will break my heart,
Winnie, If l have to go away from
Spoonville again without the promise
want from the dearest girl in the
world Darling, viii you be my wi"
'Mr. Peduncle, quickly exclaimed
the young girl, in confusion, IL ought
not to have permitted you to go on in
this way, but / did not dream you
were speaking of me. Why, l have
promised to marry Mr. Spatula-"
The young chap that travels for
Drugmiller Il Co. ?''
The gentleman that travels for
Drugmiller Il Co, sirr'
The drummer buried his face In his
hands and leaned for a few moments
motionless against the counter. Then
he wiped his brow with lavender
tinted silk handkerchief, took his
order-book from his pocket, and asked.
briskly:
Miss Wagstaff, 10 begin with, shall
put you down for a dozen bottles of
this prepared glue7"-Chicago Trib-
une-