The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1892-09-23
ONE GIRLS SUMMER.
a Sacrifice That Brought IT'S Own
Great Reward.

A Sacrifice That Brought IT'S Own
Great Reward
They made an attractive group as
they sat IN the station waiting for the
soutn-bound train There was Mrs.
Arnold, plump. smiling natron of for
ty-tivc, whose mature charms lost moth
ing V hen contraSted with the youthful
prcttiucss Of her three slender, stylish
daughtcr~.
There WIS Rob, who had just reached
the ugc when. from being suprcmcly
indifferent "a To the color of his gloves
and the it Of hiS coat. hr had come 10
regard these questions a. Of paramount
importance And lastly, there was
Eddie. the household pet, who just now
was ilattcning his nose against the win
dow. eager To obtain view of the train
which WAS To carry them away from
the city's dust and heat
Sir. Arnold, VINO had heen looking
after the baTgags, came into the room
aud glanced about him with the pecul-
lar AR. uoticeabl in the heads of so
many American households. of being
scarcely acquainted with his own fam
ily Even the life Of successful busi-
ness man iS not without its shadows.
Nhen MIR. ArnUlG'S children were
younger they had been very fond of
thcir father; they were fond of him
noyv. indeed. Tut with the claims that
sGciyty put upon them il was seldom
they found time to show their feeling.
Cant you come down To Cliffside a
week from sunday" Mrs. Arnold
asked, aS her husband dropped into a
seat beside her.
Mr.. Arnold shook his head. Il guess
not. Its 50 late Monday before l get
back to the city. Perhaps next month
can run down for a day"
lie ran his fingers YEARLY through
his cray hair, and his oldest daughter.
Iricu, noticed an unusual shadow on
his worn face. But before she had
time 10 wonder at its meaning a shril
whistle sounded.
Iddie jumped to his feet. exclaim-
ing: Shes tummin', She's tummin'"'
And IL the confusion of haSty good-bys
All else Was forgotten.
tuiToide IS charming during the sum
mcr months. From the sandy beach
tie cliffs, which give the place its
name, rise tail and majestic toward the
sky. Before one stretches the chang
ing sea: behind one the fields slope up
10 the edge Of the forest There i a
fresh breeze At CIiffside on the sui
tricst day. In fact, there isn't a re-
sort To compare with it." said Mrs.
Arnold that evening a. they sat on the
hotel piazza. and the rest Of the family
enthusiastically agreed with her.
That night Helen woke her sister
with an impatient exclamation: Grace
Arnold. I've forgotten to select the
frame for that water color Aunt Matte
wrote about"
send Rob back to the city" Grace
suggested, sleepIly. Or else write
about il.
Send 4 boy" repeated Helen. with
au air al contempt. And I'm not go
ing To write when Aunt Matte left the
matter To my taste. No, I'll go To the
.ity myself tomorrow afternoon. stay
over night at home, and then come back
IN tn" morning"
And SO, unexpectedly, the next after
noon Helen Arnold found herself at
home. As she ran lightly mp the steps
she could not help noticing how gloomy
the house looked with its closed shut
tcrS. Just as if it had gone To sleep
for the summer" Helen reflected as she
touched the bell.
The servant who answered her ring
looked at her in astonishment. why,
Miss Helen! Bacl, again.
Only for to-nig ii" answered Helen
Erisl5ly. She looked about the hall
and then opening the door peered into
the parlor. Dear me-" she exclaimed,
how dismal.-'
Its Just what Mrs Arnold ordered,
Miss Helen" explained the girl, anx-
iously. ''She said to close the shutters
and cover the furniture and"
20, its all right, of course Helen
FASTENED to assure her. only it looks
rather gloomy" And then as she
went upstairs she said, under her
breath: "A whole summer alone in
this dreadful house. Poor papa
She came down to the dining-room at
length, flushed and pretty after a hasty
toilet. Don't tell my father I've come,
Annie" she said; Il want TO surprise
him" She slipped into the deep re-
cesses CT the window seat and drawing
the heavy draperies about her waited
for the well-lznown step.
1t sounded in the hall at last, weary
and tagging. Mr.. Arnold's face, Us he
entered the dining-room, wore the un-
eXpectant expression of a man who an
ticipates breakfasting and dining alone
for ten cheerless weeks. He hardly
TASTED the soup the girl brought him,
out sat with knitted brows, evidently
pondering some business perplexity,
till Helen, slipping from her hiding
place, stole up behind him and softly
kissed his check. Good evening" She
said. brightly.
Mr.. Arnold started up. "Helenr' he
exclaimed. in bewilderment, chow did
you come hcre?''
Helen laughingly explained. And