Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1891-02-13
MISS FAULKNER.
By EMMA A. oppER.


ing occupation imaginable, and when
that sister and her bctrothcd occunv tbc
back seat and are totally absorbed in
each other,th situation is almost drcary.
Dick was feeling gloomy.
Ii Jim Gardner and Carrie were q prot-
ty picture of devoted happiness, Dick
was no less pleasing as a sample of
sturdy young manhood-sturdy and vet
shy. ~
Dick was bashful fellow; but he was
80 handsome and blue-cycd, and fair
haired and sunburnod, that his 'mo6csty
''Sea S Ssa ~ "a! es Ha5s59s, 5ic;. !.
said Carrie. "Motbcr wants mo to get
her spiccd- pickle receipt"
Something blue and whito was visible
IN q hammock in Mrs. Ransorn's rear
yard.
Z "Oh," Carrie murmurcd, sits BIrs.
-Ransom's niece, Miss Faulkner from
the city-somc city. Sally Decker WINS
telling about her. She says she's awful
sly rich and stylish; says she's been here
before, but she never dared call OH her.
She says she's been to Europe twice, and
we'll, that she's too stylish for any,
thing" Carrie ended, hurriedly.
Jim gave dcrisive laugh, but Dicl,
sat painfully blushing. To be forced to
encounter such creaturel He preferred
being swallowed by On earthquake.
Cordial Mrs. Ransom came out at SIGHT
of the buggy.
"Come here, Maggy," she called. 'NIy
niece, Miss Fauikner-AIiss Corwin, Mr..
Corwin and Jim Gardner. Two heard
you were engaged to n Jim Gardner from
Mecklinville, Carrie, and I suppose that's
the young man."
blended in good general laugh. But
Dick was too bewildered to laugh. For
there was added to his awe tho element
best calculated to reduce o shy young
man to the depths of misery-admira-
tionl
Miss Faulkner wore some airy summer
garb in which blue predominated- blue
stripes, blue felt hat, blue lacings in
her blouse. She was black haired, dark
eyed, pink-cheeked, and tho posscssor of
a deep dimplc.
Miss Faulkner" said Carrie, promptly.
go on, Maggy," said Mrs. Ransom.
Dick stepped down, and Miss Faulk-
ner, with laughing word Of depreca-
ton, stepped up; then Dick drove on.
Forgot the pickle receipt" Carrie
cried.
II Dick could have laughed with them
But hecould not. His mood was almost
solemn He was not only stiff with en-
barrassment, but he was startled.
Had he ever seen her before2 Where7
1t might have been In some angelic
vision.
Miss Faulkner was charming as she
turned to him, with faint blush, for the
oddly of the situation.
"I'm rather unconventional TO come
like this, " she declared, to Dick. Jim
and Carrie had settled back to o duet.
hBut do love to drive"
"You do2"said Dick.
He meant it to sound genial, but he
knew it sounded stiff.
~ think the roads about here are beau.
tiful, said Miss Faulkner. nBut the
names you call theml I've heard of the
Crabb Road and the Old Cider-mill
Road.
And the JOSIAH Hinckley Road" Dick
managed to add.
81 should think you'd call this the
Rick-rack Road, she said, scanning its
winding length.
Dick laughed. If only the blood had
not gone'tingling into his face the next
minutcl twas the sudden recollection
that Miss Faulkner had been twice to
Europe which made it.
AUNT, Mary thinks there's no place
like Norwood" said Miss Faulkner,
brightly. "It is pretty
mot so very" said Dick.
Her blue sash blew into his lap, and
ne did not know what to do about it.
HBut it is, said Miss Faulkner. care
there many young pcoplca"
Not very many" said Dick.
He wished Carrie and Jim would helm
him out, but they were fathoms deem in
iow-toued dialogue.
81 think should know said Miss
Faulkner, whispering and smiling, ..that
your sister was engaged, even if / didn't
Know it.n