Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1891-09-11
Miss Eerobia's Failure.
py HELEN WHITNEY CLARK.

cmnly rs he spoke. He was large
man, with small, light blue eyes, and II
chronic stoop in the shoulders, sugges-
tive of a too steady application to the
pillow.
You're u stannin' in yer own light"
he repeated mprcssiveiy.
"1icbbc you're right, Timothy" ad-
mitted his sister, mcekly. She was not
naturally of IL meek disposition, but there
are times when the most spirited
person feels crushed by circumstances,
and such Il moment had come to Miss
Fcrobia. Timothy felt somewhat pla-
Gated ny tie unexpected admission.
"'Tain't too late yet" he suggested j.,
brislily, taking his seat at the breakfast
table, where his sister was already pour
ing the coffee. "lou jest say the word
Fcroby, an I'll give Jason SIN .llwcei a
hint that you've changed yer mind"
His pac-blue eyes glanced inquiringly
Mt his sister, but Miss Ferobia's momen-
tary meckncss seemed to have vanished us
unaccountablY as it had appeared.
81 haven't changed my mind" she re.
torted with much aspcrity. al won't
marry Jason Smallwccd, nor nobody else.
I'll stay right here an keep house for
you the balance of my days"
Timothy wriggicd uncasily. lie had
his own reasons for not approaching the
generous offer. TO fortify himself for
the disclosure which must be made he
swallowed half his coffee at gulp.
"I-l-the truth is, Fcroby," he
stammercd, with Il crimson countenancc,
Il felt so sartin | was a-goin' to lose
you, II asked Nancy Garyet, an she
said she'd have me-"
The Cat was out of the bag now, and
Timothy mopped his face with his hand
kcrchicl and breathcd sigh of relief.
But Miss Fcrobia, like a sensible
woman, bore the shock brnvcly.
"And how soon am to give up nv
situation?" she asked.
Timothy grew uncomfortable again.
"llcy? oh!-why-you needn't to be
in hurry. It won't come oil for Il
week yet," he hastened to explain.
can, Of cause, you know | wouln't
hev nothin' agn yer s,ayn' right along,
same as ever, only Nancy, She"
you couldn't hire me 70 s.ay," was
the rcassurinS answer, and Timothy con-
graduated himself on having the matter
so easily settled.
at puzzled me consider bic TO know
why Timothy was 50 sot on me changin'
my mind" reflected Miss Ferobia, rs
she washed up the breakfast dishes and
polished the knives and forks. CD. .:n-
its plain as psS seay4h v R9w Word for me
".%~vSfor hisself."
Miss Fcrobia was as unlike her brother
IN appearance as she was in disposition
While lie was stoop-shouldcred sht
was s;raSht us an arrow. And though
rs she admitted, She was "getting along
i'll years, her bright eyes and fresh com
p!cXion contradictcd the assertion.
A. her brothers request she remaincd
Mt her post until tie wedding was over
and the bride installed in her new
home
There was very little congeniality be
tween the two women, and Mrs. limo
thy. Filbert was disposed to triumph ovel
I her site. -in-law.
~ s'posc you wasn't n -countin' on vow
brother marryin'," she remarked, dis
agrecably, rs she combad out her ink
black tresses before the square framed
looking glass in the best room.
''lle had a right to please hi msclf,'
rejoined Miss Ferobia, composedly.
but what are you going to dor per.
sisted the bride. ''As l tod Timothy
before promised to have him, the house
want big enough for two families, an
you couldn't expect to stay after |
come
AN told him, 1 wouldn't stay if he
paid me for it," rctorted Miss Ferobia,
cmphatically.
oh, you're mighty independent,
shifted Nancy, tossing her head. 81
suppose you're a-calculatin' to take M
with Jason Smallweed. You wouldn't
ke.ch me marryin' widderer," she
added, maliciously. "If couldn't be
the tablc-cloth l wouldn't. be the dish
rag. Bat s'posc he's Hobsoa's choice
with YOU"
The truth was that she was afraid her
sister-in-aw might still manage to re.
tain place in the household by hook or
by crook, aud she was determined to
provoke an alteration in order to prevent
such sequence.
But Miss Ferobia was not to be drawn
into quarrel
''lie may be Hobson's choice, but lie
is not mne," she returned, coolly.
Nancy, however, was as persistent as
gnat or Sadily.
81 don't doubt but what you'd rather
have Felix Byefeld," she suggested.
slyly; "but you needn't to count on git
tin HIN, fur he's keepin' comp'ny with
tie Wilder Cheescman, an everybuddy
says they're a-soin to marry after har.
vest"
1t was n random shot on Nancy's part
but her black eyes sparkled with mali
eions triumph as she saw by her sister.
in-law S burning cheeks that the poisoned
arrow had struck home.
Miss Ferobia deigned no reply, how
ever, but went coolly about preparations
for her own departure.
She had rented a small cottage and n
few acres of ground mile or two from
the old homestead, and Timothy could do
no less than get out the spring WAGON and