The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1889-11-23
. meadow OF ripenod wheat in a sopsom-

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meadow OF ripened wheat in Septem-
Der gale.
'He has stopped to eat blackber1ies,"
thought she. "T7e must be very hungry
Young man, Isay-young mani"
The stranger started.
81 beg your pardonIp said he. cam
trespassingf
''No," said Polly, sit isn't that. Any
ono Is Welcome to the wild bIackberries.
But--you seem hungryf'
''I'm almost fanishcd," frankly adj
mitted the young man. "I breakfasted
at 8, and I've had nothing since"
cts too badp cried sympathetic Polly.
''Look here-you shall come to our housed
don't care what mother saysl"
"You are Miss Piper?' he asked.
"They call me Polly" said tho girl. "I
declare it's semi-barbarous, this sort Of
thingl We've no business to act like the
priest and the Levite, even IL we. do hap
pen 10 be expecting company from the
oity. There's very nice little bedroom
over the kitchen, sir, If you don't mind
the chimney going through it, and the
outlook into the poultry yard behind, and
I'll get you some dinner myself. Comei"
With the gesture Of a modern Queen
Boadicea bidding her serf "Follow mei'
Polly left the basket of clothes to its fate
and led the way back to the house, where
Mrs. Piper was even then beating eggs
for the peach shortcake by the kitchen
table.
Mother" said she, eve brought the
sohoolmaster back. Don't be vexed; but
he was 80 tired and hungry, poor fellowt
I'll fix up the kitchen bedroom for him.
and It win take only few minutes to
cook . bit of beefsteak aud make cup
of coffee"
"Polly," cried the despairing natron,
81 think you must be crazyl''
Madam, said the bewiIdered straa-
gsA II es net asars - intreda, -
> "Its all right. mother" said Polly, hv-
ing briskly around, pouring out . bowl
Of rich milk, into which. she helped q
liberal portion of the sliced peaches
which had been intended for the short
cake, and urging her company to ''oat
that TO begin With" while she measured
out some coffee and put juicy slab Of
steak on the gridiron over bed Of whits
hot GOALS.
At that moment there camo fusiIade
Of knocks at the hall portals beyond.
"Ifs your cousin, Pollyr' cried Mrs.
Piper, fastening to open the door.
IL was q stout, thick set man, in blue
speotaclos and pepper-and- salt suit. ~
"Cousin Albert" smiled Mrs Piper,
holding out both hands in ORDINATIONS
welcome.
"Maamw said the stranger, vaoantly.
'fHs must be little dcaf" thoag4t
Mrs. Piper, and she raised her voice ao-
eordingly.
''Ehat ain't my name. maNn," aaid
the stout man with the blue glasses,
land amt hard o. hearin' neither. pm
Joseph Parks, that's billed to comms snos
tsAshin' the deostrtct school Tomorrow
incoming, and the tr,lstees"--
Ny goodness mer' exclaimed Mrs.
Piper, III you're the eachoolteacher, who's
this young mani knew how it would
be, Polly. Hos trsmp--en impcstort
Blow tis horn for the farm hands; iooss
the dogl'
The young man-who had just dis
posed Of the last luscious spoonful 81
peaches and oroam--here roso to his fvl,
height.
Cup 10 this time" said he, emo one
has asked nae for my name or oreden-
tials. Everything appears to have boon
taken for sranted but If any one ia
doubtful of my identity, shall be pleas
Cd to settle tho matter. / am Albert
Haven, from New York, and presume
have she pleasure of speaking to my
cousins, Miss and Mrs. ParacelSuA Pi-
psrT
albert Haven!' cried Mrs. Piper.
"Why, Albert Haven Is e0i Miss viois
Bartlsts"-
"You are probably thinking of nay
uncls, who died last MONTH" said the
stranger. Miss Viola Bartlett, know,
was an old sweetheart of his And I, as
his heir and representative. have decided
TO carry out the plans he had made for
wishing bis relations In this neighbor-
hood
"Wel,' cried Polly, with eyes that.
shous liks hazel diamonds, as she poured
out two cups OF fragrant coffee. ''if ysu
have cheated the sohoolmaster out Of his
welcome, Cousin Albert, you must be
content to share your dinner with him;
for won't have any one else turned ous
Of doors today, no matter what hap
psns."
"hy dear little Cousin Pollyi" cried
Mr.. Havsa. ''you are the very soul of hos
pitalfty. Depend upon It, never shall
forgst this bowl OF peaches and cream"
TAs sohoolmaster unpacked hts olean
collars and text books in the kitchen bed
room. Mr.. Albert Haven helped Polly
stArt box Of geranium alps In the gar
dsn. Out by the chattering little brook
Let old Gloriana muttered to herself as
she hung snowy pocket hAndkerohiefs
aaA napkins galore to dry; and Mrs.
Pipsr, a. shs took the hot peach short-
s4ks and die pana of tea biscuit out Of
ahs even, 9Saght with = tilzin Il VI.
aA7h:
Polly was wiser than was, after al.
And l do believe things are going To
happsn just as / wanted them to-
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SATURDAY, Night.