The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1890-09-13
DECIDED BY CHANCE.

DEOlJID ID i OllAINOlh
The sun, a great glowing ball Of fire,
had just descended behind the fringe of
elm trees on Meadow Hill, and the
parched summer world was free to
breathe at last Wayne TIillard, finish
ing his sketch Of the fern shaded pool in
tire glen, dropped his pencil and inflated
his lungs with the fragrant oxygen
Mrs. Mix, cleaning trout for the NOR
rows breakfast, in the kitchen. sighed a
sigh of infinite relief. "One more days
gonew said she and Kitty and lilly,
skimming cream in the cool cellar, made
haste with their work SO as to finish
without the light of n candle, and as
they worked they talked and laughed
lightly, as girls will do.
Who were Kitty and lilly? Why,
they were Mrs. Mix's ''hired help'-the
rosy daughters of impecunious neigh
bors, who were more than glad to elIe
out their slender allowance of pocket
money by assisting the harassed land
lady in "busy times. Kitty was u ra-
diant blonde, with hair just warmed
with red, eyes of mischievous gray, and
a complexion that would have been per
feet were it not for the sprinkling Of
frecldes across the bridge of the saucy
nose. Tilly, ON the contrary, was pale
and dark, with big, solemn eyes full of
ietty lights, and small head set with
imperial grace on her slim shoulders;
and their voices sounded like the indis-
tinct twitter of orioles as they talked
and SKINNED great leathery sheets of
cream and strained the ''nights milk
into broad, shining pans.
81 think he's splendidv said Kitty
$50 do II" said Tilly, enthusiastically.
81 mean to have himp said Kitty
waving her skinner above fresh pan.
Il like thatl" ironically observed lilly
"Tve always pined to be an artists
bride" said Kitty.
"Yes," interrupted Tilly, land have
made up my mind to a city life. This
country vegetation don't suit me!
must marry II city man"
Kitty covered up the stone cream jal
with a little clink.
"Well, how are we going to settle thi
matter?" said she, with laugh "W,
both want Wayne Hillardl We're botl
determined to have him"
"Draw lots, suggested Tilly. Moth
ing like chance for determing question
like this. Oh! | say. Kitty, thrs pal
leaks. Give me one of the new ones.
do like new milk pant makes on
think of sheets of silver"
"No, we won't do that-it's too hack
neyed," said Kitty. IN tell you wha
we'll do, Tilly Mr. Hillard neve
comes into the house without goin
straight into the milk room for drin
of new milk. Mrs. Mix always leaves
little brown pitcher there for him. Wei
We'll leave two pitchers, one white fo
you, the other blue for me. The on
that he selects shall decide the question
If it's blue-then he's mine! If it's whit
I cheerfully give him up to you"
"Girls, | should think you'd |
ashamed of yourselvesr'
Tilly gave great start; Kitty colore
until the frecllles looked like fleet
tiny brown boats on n sea Of scarle
Mrs. Mix was at the head of the stair
glaring down at them like an indignai
tabby cat.
1--WE - we didn't mean anything
feebly uttered Kitty.
"We were only making fun" mu
INJURED lilly.
"It amt the sort O. fun they used
make when ! was girl, said Mrs. Mi
eve were talking about the milk
apologized Kitty, with excusable equiv
cation.
"'Tain't worth while to fb, " said MI
Mix. II was standin' jest by the wi
II der, and heerd every word you sal
Here's the platter o fish. Put it in
cool place, not too near the milk
Kitty Farrar and lilly Grey look
r guiltily at each other, and INDUCED in
surreptitious litter when the door clos
sharply
"Do you suppose she did hear it al
. said Tilly breathlessly.
ut isn't hanging matter if she die
declared Kitty "Quick-get the pitt
le ersl Take them in the back way.
hear him coming now"
10 "Oh, if it's come to your knowing
very step
''Do hold your tongue, Tilly!"
.d On the whitley secured milk TO,
II shelf stood the two little pitchers, one
2 old flowing blue" the other a squa
white ware specimen, with a clys
clear tumbler beside them. In Kit
. haste she had forgotten to fill but o
and as the two dinpled faces peel
or from the twilight darkness ut the IA,
IN of the cellar stairs they could see Way
A. Hillard come direct TO the little m
he room and take up the white pitcher.
rs "ThereT whispered Tilly, spasm
ically squeezing Kitty's round little al
- But the white pitcher was empty.
set it down with smothered eXclal
ton of inpatience, and seizing the fl,
ing blue poured out glass Of cool, io'
ing milk and drank it. Then he wal
'er out again
ne "Therer retorted Kitty. "He t
EST my pitcher after all.
"But he took mine first"
'Don't be shabby, lilly If ever Il
thing was rejected your pitcher Y
10 He is mine"
Nonsense, Kit! BY all the rules
. love and war he belongs to me.
md 81 mean to have him, anyhow"
md "pu see about that" said Tilly I
the lutely.
AN '.Hushr cried Kitty. WHATS I
Some one giggling. It's Tom"
"No, it isn't Tom has been sen
to Spotswood farm for half dozen dl
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