Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-09-18

ioo'hS SoId, sHeu uILecD, henry, TWO
years younger, and Max, ten years of
age. Brave little Cora left school and
took upon herself the duties of house
keeper, with little assistance. She has
managed surprisingly well, inheriting
her mothers bright, energetic spirit.
Her father leans upon her more than
either of them is aware of, and the boys
find in her both mother and sister.
Certainly she is not faultless, as the
opening sentences of this chapter plainly
show. Her fiery temper has been hard
to curb, and, naturally very ambitious,
little periods of discomfort at her narrow
life often creep over her, but she is learn
ing the great lesson that Whose ruleth
his own spirit is mightier than he that
taketh city," and seldom do her father
and brothers know OF the wrestlings and
fightings of the inner life. Conquering
self, even in the drudgery of her simple
life, she is fast developing into a noble
woman.
The father, the daughter, and the boys
are gathered around the inviting supper
table. The fragrance of the steaming
tea sends up delicious aroma. The
rolls, now of crispy brown, so pleasant
to true COOKS eye, are waiting to be
eaten. In the center is a vase of wild
flowers, resting against the background
of spotless linen. Surely the sight of it
all is enough to tempt any ones appetite.
So think the boys, as, after grace is said,
they commence to appease their hunger.
II am as hungry as bear; l tell you,
oil
impetuous, warm-hearted Max. "Rob
Payson said to-day, Il can't bear to see
a girl with red hair, 1 think they are
horrid looking Says 1, Rob Payson,
you better look out for yourself, I've
got sister with red hair, and she is just
the jolliest, the dearest, the best looking,
the sweetest, the charmingest girl that
any fellow ever saw, and what's more,
when I get old enough, am going to
pick out girl with red hair and marry
her. 1 think it's beautiful I guess
Rob was kind of ashamed of himself, for
he didn't say nothing more"
Anything MORE" corrects quiet, stu
dious Henry, while Cora's face t1usnes a
little as she responds:
"Thank you, Max, for taking my part
so gallantly."
ut certainly is all true, Cora;" Henry
is speaking now; and the father adds his
word of praise.
eyes, little daughter, you are the
greatest comfort in the world to your
father. What could do without YOU"
''Really, am afraid I shall get quite
pulled up with all this adulation; let's
talk of something else"
Tea is over, the dishes cleared away, and
the family go out on the piazza to enjoy
the closing hours of the day. It is their
evening at home, and, as they all belong
to literary society, they carry with
them an armful of books. The father
seats himself in his armchair, with Cora
in low camp chair at his feet, her
hands at short intervals, stroking his
carressingly, as she disengagrs them
from the book in which she Is interested.
Max, seated lazlly on a step, is using his
boys, whiting, of course; and Henry
is eagerly searching through the pages of
his encyclopedia for points.
The soothing atmosphere, redolent
with the sweet scent Of roses from the
garden plot in front, softly fans against
their cheeks. The Virginia cre.per,
clambering up the lattice-work, its ten
drills entwining themselves daintily about
it, covering almost the whole front of the
house, adds touch of picturesqueness
to the scene. It is certainly very
pleasing picture, and attracts the atten-
ton of very tall, handsome gentleman,
with black hair and eyes, who slackens
his pace as he nears the gate, and seems
almost about to stop. He is
quickly noticed by Max, who calls out
Familiarity:
''Hullo, Mr.. Treforme."
Vincent Taeforme, a civil engineer
student at the Massachusetts, Institute of
Technology, not being troubled with an
| over-abundance of ready money, has &C
cepted the position of head clerk in one
of the summer hotels Of Sprayville, for
his vacation season. He had been in
troduced to Cora a year or so before IN
Boston, and, on his coming to the sea-
side resort, had at first paid her marked
attention; but, with tie tickleness, that
characterizes his sex, he was caught by
the attractions Of the rich, dashing,
handsome Emily Worthington, and
drawn under the meshes of her fascinat-
ing power.
The rich blood, mantling high in
Cora's cheeks, makes them vie in color
with the roses on her bosom, as she
looked up.
"Good evening"" and Vincent's hat is
lifted, as he bows gracefully to the
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