Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1890-10-24

company for you-not to mention
Pontol"
Mrs. Clymer looked after the grace
full, retiring figure with Medusa-like
glare.
eff didn't know that it must be
impossible said she, slowly and dis
tinctlY, 81 should almost be tempted
to think that she was-laughing-at
-mel'
"Tm so vexed to think that papa
insisted on sending her in our party
just because she happened to be a dis
tant relative" said Adele, GROSSLY. ga
common schoolteacher, too, only think
of it'll Well, mamma, never mind
perhaps people won't know that she
belongs to us. If she is mean enough
TO want to save her dollar and a half,
why, let herW
"But it isn't proper" cried Mrs.
Clymer, "for girl of Ler age to sep
arate herself from her chaperone in
this way"
81 dare say she's quite capable of
taking care of herself" said Adele,
drily.
"There!" cried Mrs. Clymer. al
knew some trouble would come of it,!
Mabel put the box of dogs-crackers in
Lois's shawl strap, because there
wasn't room for it among our things,
and the poor pet is half starved. Go
quick, Adele, and get it before the
train starts.
UnwillingIy enough, Adele com
piled.
"The dog-crackers? Oh, yesl"
said Lois, laughing. 81 had Almost
forgotten them. Here they are. You
see, Adele, how comfortable l am
herep
Comfortable "sneered her cousin.
"With swarm of dirty Children like
this?p
The lady seated next to Miss Ward
our colored deeply at this rude re-
mark.
at is very dusty travelling" said
she, "and my little ones have come a
long gNTay
Adele Clymer lifted her Eyeglasses
and transfxed the speaker with a
stony stare, which made her blush
deeper than ever.
GLOW dared the woman speak to
me?" she said to Lois, in a very audi
BILE undertone. ''We are drawing
room passengers"
And, carrying Ponto's box of crack
ers as if it had been a sceptre, she
stalked out of the car.
"Did l do wrong in addressing
her?" said the little widow, with a
half terrified air. 'It was only that
didn't like the children to be called
dirty, when their appearance is really
only an accident of travel"
Lois laughed.
"Don't mind her." said She "Here
is a flask of cologne and a clean
ocket-handkerchief in my bag. If
Johnny will get little water in this
tumbler, we'll soon brighten the little
faces up. Put back yonr head and
rest. will see to the children.
HffcoMSt ffcStSf Kind you aaIffe y said the pale
little lady. "If l had expected to
meet such benefactress, shouldn't
have dreaded the journey from Ala
bama half so much"
And thanks to Lois Wardour's gen.
tleness, she fell into a slumber, deep
and refreshing, that lasted until they
reached the depot at Albany.
''Its outrageous = perfectly out
rageous!" said Mrs. Clymer's voice,
raised to a pitch somewhat above the
Glow tone' which is generally con-
sidered "a most excellent thing in
woman" "IIere have to leave
Ponto and the girls and come all this
way into this lf0prid, crowded, stuFy
place to extricate you, Lois Wardour.
from the common mob YOU have
elected to travel with! Put down
that dirty childI It's the business of
its mother to take care of it, not yours.
And come-quick! The carriage is
waiting - and, goodness me, here
comes Mr.. Perceval. l wouldn't have
him find you in this car for anything
The pale little lady, suddenly
awakened from the depths of her
slumbers, sat looking up with terri
fed air, as she clutched the crying in
fant whom Mrs. Clymer had taken
from Lois lap with no gentle touch
and handed over to her.
81 am sorry" she stammered. 81
-"Oh, Fredl'
"Katie, can it be possible that this
is you? My darling-my dear little
sisterl"
And to Mrs. Clymer's deep discom-
future, she saw the parsonage whom in
her mind she had set down as "that
dowdy little widow" clasped in Mr..
Frederic Perceyaps aristocratic arms
In second her face became dressed
with smiles.
"Your-sister!" she cried. "Really,
my dear Mr.. Perceval. this is a genu-
inc surprise! If we had only known
If baforei am so glad that my cou-