Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1891-07-23
, FEROBIA'S FAILURE.
It Was One Of the Successful
Kind, Anyhow.

you're a Stannln in yer own light,
90 Feroby."
Timothy Filbert shook his head sol
. emnly as he spoke. He was large
man, with small, light blue eyes,
and chronic stoop in the shoulders,
suggestive of too steady application
to the pillow.
You're a STAMINA in yer own light"
he repeated, impressively.
''Mebbe you're right, Timothy" ad-
mitted his sister, meekly. She was not
naturally of meek disposition, but
there are times when the most spirited
person feels crushed by circumstances,
and such a moment had come to Miss
Ferobia. Timothy felt somewhat pla-
. Gated by the unexpected admission.
"'Tain't too late yet" he suggested,
briskly, taking. his seat at the break
fast table, where his sister was already
pouring the coffee. You just say the
word, Feroby, an I'll give Jason Small
weed hint that you've changed yer
mind
His pale blue eyes glanced inquiring-
ly at his sister, but Miss Ferobia's mo-
mentary meeknesS seemed to have van
ished as unaccountably as it had ap-
peared.
Il haren1 changed my mind" she re-
torted, with much asperity. 81 won't
marry Jason Smallweed, nor nobuddy
= else. I'll stay right mere an keep
house for you the balance of my days"
Timothy wriggled uneasily. He 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-I-the truth is, Feroby," he STAN
mered, with crimson countenance, Il
felt so sartin 1 was a-goin' to lose you.
IL asked Nancy Garget, an she said
she'd haze me-.
The cat was out of the bag now, and
= Timothy mopped his face with his
handkerchief and breathed a sigh of re-
lief.
But Miss Ferobia, like sensible
woman, bore the shock bravely.
''And how soon am to give up my
-situation?" she asked. =
Timothy grew uncomfortable again.
.'Hey? Oh!-why-you needn't to be
in hurry. 1t won't come off fur a
week yet" he FASTENED to explain.
can, of course, you know wouldn't
hev nothin' agin yer stayin' right along,
same as ever, only Nancy, She"
''You couldn't hire me to stay" was
congratulated himself on having the
matter SO easily settled.
s'It puzzled me consider'ble to know
why Timothy was so sot on me chang
in my mind,'' reflected Miss Ferobia,
as she washed up the breakfast dishes
and polished the knives and forks. but
it's plain as pikestaff now. 1 might
% knowed he was sayin' one word fur
me an two fur hisself."
Miss Ferobia was as unlike her
brother in appearance as she was in
disposition.
While he was stoop-shouldered she
was straight as an arrow. And though.
as she admitted, she was getting
along in years, her bright eyes and
fresh complexion contradicted the as
.=sertion.
AT her brothers request she remained
at her post until the wedding was over
and the bride installed in her new home.
There was very little congeniality
between the two women. and Mrs.
Timothy Filbert was disposed to tri-
-vumph over her sister-in-law.
81 s'pose you wasn't a-countin' on
your brother Margin" she remarked,
disagreeably, as she combed out her
ink-black tresses before the square
framed looking glass in the best room.
HE had a right to please himself, "
rrejo1ned Miss Ferobia, composedly.
but what are you going to do?' per
sisted the bride ssAs l told Timothy
before 1 promised to have him, the
house want big enough fur taco FAM
lies, an you couldn't expect to stay af-
ter I GOMEZ
An as told him, wouldn't stay if
he paid me for it, retorted Miss Zero
bia, emphatlcally
oh, you're mighty independent 81
shifted Nancy, tossing her head ST
suppose you're a-calculatin' to take up
with Jason Smallweed. You wouldn' t
iketch me marryin' widderer,'' she
added, malicionsly- eff couldn't be