Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1889-01-04
A DIFFERENCE IN MEN

"Theres such difference in men, 4"
said Curry Vlnall.
But" sagely suggested her mother,
looks are only skin doep. And il it
comes to that, S,lah Blown is a hand
somer man than Folk Graydon." "
"Ah," nodded Carry, "but Mr..
Graydon il so sty'i,hl He wears his
very collar iii ,f5atiy and look at the
cut of his clothosl
"Caroline," said her mother, solemn
ly, 81 have no patience with you.
Stand up before me, and let m1 look at
you"
What for, motherl"
"Stald up, l say, and let me look at
y0UI' reiterated Ms. Vlnal, a shire wd.
elderly woman, with keen blue eyel
and three horizontal wrinkles acl oss
her forehead, and Carrie, much Won
ering, obeyed.
"Humphl' commented Mrs. Vinall,
after brief survey. I'D rk bluo eyes.
nothing much out of the common:
little pug nose, nice teeth, and lot of
fluffy, yellow hair, which would look
tidier if you combed 1t into fiat knot
at the back of our head. What is
there about you, I'd like to know, that
two yoang men ordinarily sensible
should lose their heads about you. a.
Mother, what strange things you do
.ay" giggled c rry. sinking back into
her chair once more.
"And do you know, child" went on
Mrs. Vinall, that you are playing with
the most important Interests OF your
,ifcl There's nothing that can possibly
SO much to you as a good hus band.
Why don't you mako up your mind
about it2"
"I-don't know~ hesitatod Garry,
biting her pink finger nails.
''Then set yourself about knowing"
admonished Mrs. Vinall. tartly. al
can't live forever, you must compre-
hond, and you've loitered your way up
in life after such a fashion that you
can't possibly earn your living by your
elf. And if you don't marry now,
while your cool looks last-9uch as
they are-Pm sure don know what
will become of you!
Mrs. Vinall spoke with a roguish
sp'rklo iu her eyes, although her lips
were wreathcd with grave solomnity.
Garry caught up her bonnet aud ran
out OF tho room.
'Tm not going to stay here TO be
lecturod any NOR" seid she, lauy yhing
ia spite of herself. "pll go to the vii
Iage after some more salmon-pink wool
to finish my shawl
"Aad you may stop at Bridges,'
aided her mother, land get me
package of matche, and half pound
Of Oolong tea, and some cheese"
The prettiest little creature in the
county," sho added to herself, with
true MATERIAL pride, as he watched
Garry 90 tripping down the lane; "and
if l could only see her well settled in
life l shouldn't care how soon the good
Lord took me away. But lido wish she
would fad 1t in her heart to fancy
Selah Brown, he's such good, sub
stantial young man. Felix Graydon
may have citided airs about him, but
l doubt if, in the long run, he'll wash
AMI wear az we'll as the other one"
And so Mrs. Vinall went down stairs
to her pretty rustic occupation of skim
ming cream, in a cool, toae-foored
dairy, where the light siited in through
a screen OF ofquivering wood bine leaves,
and the milk-pans shone asif they were
made of hammered silver instead OF
commonplace tin.
Such golden, sultry midsummer
day as it was Who would ever have
supposed that it would change into that
fierce, sudden storm2
Mrs. Vinal was standing on the door
step looking up at the sky from under
her shading hand. when Fslix Graydon
ossa..ssuat tcFiag aloas tAs quiet ooun-
try road, sort Of modern Adoni'.
Looks like storm, sail he, care
lessly.
At the same moment Selah Brown
jumped on the fence, in his working
dress, with something in his hand.
'Tvc found whip poor Wills nes-
for Carry, Mrs. Vinall," said he. II
nearly stepped on it when was cutting
tho grass on the north side Of the big,
oblong meadow. She has always
wanted one for her collection. There
it was, Fight close to the ground Just
tangle of sticks sad stams."
'Ye'," sail Mrs. VIlsll, absently,
''carry'll be aw.uly pleased. Just lay
it on the window-sill, Sslah, please