Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1892-01-08

junction, though, on second inspec-
ton.
Rather remarkable sight salutcd Isa-
bells gaze.
A young gentleman, clad we'll aud
correctly, from his pale.brown derby to
his shining shoes, was holding converse
with native in soft hat and muddy
boots and checked shirt, and trunk
stood between them.
Isabel forgot her dignity aud stared.
The chestnut, feeling the laxity of tho
rcins, aud apparently affected by like
curiosity, almost stopped. And the ma
tive promptly came forward. What he
sud, as near as Isabel could ascertain,
was
"TIiw
But the young gentleman followed him
hastily, with:
81 beg your pardon!"
She halted.
'.Be you from the Claremount
Housc2" the native demanded, abruptly.
But his companion supplied the Gle
meut of suppliant respect. He. lifted his
hat and looked apologies.
''Im SO very sorry he began.
81 am, said Isabel.
stReckoncd so; rcckoncd that air was
Claremount House turnout you got.
Wal, this fcllers bound for there, but he
didn't seem to know enough to git there
He got off here to tho Junction, bag and
baggage, goodness knows what fer"
"I've explained" the young man re-
monstrated, mildly. His eyes sought
Isabol's in smiling, droll appeal. az had
an idea the train was not yet running to
the.Claremount Station"
at was runnin' three hull weeks ago"
SAID the native.
"My timetable says" Continuing to
Claremount from such date rs shall be
appointed and that's little vague"
said the young man, firmly. 81 didn't
suppose that tho date had been APP
pointed"
'.You might "a asked" said the ma
tive. with sternness.
Eyes, l might" was the meek re-
sponsc.
"Wherc did you reckon. he train was
a-goin' to, anyhow, wien she pulled out,
and you a-stn g,.a..aphcre?"
T j,,i;.ntc'know, didn't imagine it
v'-sro Claremount."
He was crushed, wilted; but his
twinkling eyes were on Isabel, whose
lips were quivcring in a smile. They
laughed.
"Humph!" said the native, with open
scorn.
"Don't be hard on me-" said the
young man, timorously. "l'm not used
to tie steam cars
The native softcned to grin.
''I'vc never been off the farm till this
year." the young man pursued, his cx-
preston pensivc. "But we had mid
ding good onion crop, and L thought I'd
strike out little. Igot all mixed up,
though. on the steam cars. The footing
scarcs me, and the way the cars rattle
and"
''Lct up!" said tho native, rcddcning
II little under his tan, while his grin
broadened. "Mcbbe l was rather
rough-spokcn. But land! think o. any
body's gcttin' oil here to the Junction
without no stage nor nothin' to meet
'cm. Why, there amt no house within
quarter of a mile, there amt"
t'If you will assist me in getting my
trunk on my shoulders, l will set forth
for the Ciarcmont House ut once, then,"
said the victim, gravely.
Isabel was laughing almost mirthfully.
1t struck her, some time afterward, rs
being strange that she Ind not driven on
with indifference and dignity-her
proper course, she afterward reelected.
But she sat frankly absorbed in the
unique humor of the situation-ca ndidly
interested aud sympathetic.
Beside that, Isabel was not accustomed
to being immediately well impressed by
young men; but something there was
about this one that gratilied her exacting
tastes.
Looking at him rchcctivcly, while she
appeared to be looking ut the native, she
came to the astonishing conclusion that
it was everything about him-his good
looks, his we'll bred air, his cleverness of
tongue, his good nature, his ready humor,
his gentlemanly attitude of deep respect
toward herself.
She cast her pretty eyes down, for fear
she should smile TOO frequently and
brightly.
"Wal, guess it needn't come to that"
said the native, restored to good humor
81 stopped ye, miss, to find out whether
you can't be so 'bliging as to send some
body round here fer this trunk when you
git back to the Claremont2 You hain't
no objection?"
"None," said Isabel, swcetly. "I'll
be glad to be of use. 1t is an awkward
situation"
81 am too grateful to you both to be
able to express myself in coherent
words!" the young man cried, ferycntly.
81 owe you debt can't repay. 1t was
good of you to think of it," earnestly, to
the native, sand good of you to con-
sent, warmly, to Isabel.
"But"-his humorous twinkle re-
turned; he looked anxious and coaxing,
stammering and reddcntng the while
"but why can't go with you and glved
the order2 don't believe my trunk will
walk away"
The native coughed and chuckled/