The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1892-11-03

" luB sun began 10 SNOW u Ieu TIN upon
the misty horizon, Miss Pamela Palmer
usually called by all her friends and
neighbors Miss Pam" lady Of uncer-
tain age. but with many evidences Of
beauty Of the New England type still
lingering in her well cut features and
well set shoulders, and. on the whole,
yet fine looking, opened the door Of her
house and emerged, bringing with her
little pile Of rugs. lampmats and tides
and a small wickerwork furniture
beaten.
Her gray dress was covered by large
drilling apron. and on her head she wore
q blue silk handkerchief to keep the
dust from her hair.
As her foot touched the porch u pom
derous gray cat. with white feet and
forehead and great. yellow eyes, sprang
forward to greet her, uttering that mel
ancholy and reproachful cry common to
feline pets who think themselves injured
by their human protectors AS she
heard it Miss Pamela paused aud a con-
trite expression appeared upon her face.
"Why Socrates" she said. as seriously
as though she were addressing a human
being. why Socrates-Aunt Pam
didn't mean to shut you ont. But your
milk is right there on the kitchen hearth
in the blue saucer-gO in" She opened
the door, and US the cat dashed through
shut it again
1t was a pleasant old hOuse-that Of
Miss Pamela's-Quaint as to roof and
windows and hooded porch, with prim
poplars standing on either side ike SEN
tinels on guard. with a gilded weather.
cock a-crow upon its roof always pre-
tending to tell which way the wind blew
and always pointing to the wrong quar-
ter. Strawberry shrub grew in Miss
PANS garden. and old man and crimson
coquilicot and snowballs and wax ber-
ries. Two old peahens walked soberly
about the lawn, and a peacock spread
his splendid tail in the sun and uttered
his hideous shrek to call attention to it,
and over the wall of the brick carriage
house strange, dark ivy crept--an ivy
loved Of the birds. who built their nests
in it,
An Attorney COW belonged to the es-
Enlistment, too. and solemn horse
warranted never even to wish TO run
away, and n highly vanished little We
hicle with red cushions, in which Miss
Pam drove ont when she was so inclined.
handling the reins herself Miss Pam
liked to do things for herself, though
she was comparatively rich Her fixed
idea being that she could do anything
better than any one else, homework
particularly.
Having shut Socrates into the house
she carried her rugs to a space of grass
to the west Of the coachhouse and be-
gan to beat them. Talking to herself
meanwhile in a murmuring voice: II
hope things aren't goin wrong" she said
II hope it's goin to be happy for Ed
wilma; but she didn't come in to tell me
about the party last night, though left
the door open and the light burning
a;purpose. If she had anything good TO
tell shed have come" She beat the
largest Of her rugs with vigor as she
spoke:
Norman Driscoll certainly began to
come here on Edwinas account" she
went on. "'Twarn't on mine naturally
its a match want for Edwina. Hes
real nice and his family is good. and
she'd be real happy with him and he'd
be happy with her. but then She
beat lesser rug in a melancholy fash
ion to dead march time during a pause,
then with sigh she said:
but men is carried away with looks
Jacintha does cut Edwina out at par
ties, in low neck and short sleeves, fur
looks" Then a more hopeful rat-tat-
too echoed under the touch Of the beater.
Every eye makes its own beauty"
she said. jefferson Fordick used to
say was the prettiest girl in bingham.
Dunno as anybody else thought me any
more than ordinary"
She paused to beat more vigorously.
Two rugs hung on the Kne before her.
A quiet little Turkish affair. Of softest
blended hues, and a brilliant bit Of
Brussels carpet, where crimson roses
were glowing on u white ground amid
greener leaves than nature ever painted.
Them two girls, she said as she sus-
pended her labors and leaned against the
trunk Of a tall cherry tree to rest-"them
two girls is as different as them two
rugs Jacintha is like this one" and
she indicated the gaudy CONNECTION Of
red, green and Wine, which in her eyes
was very beautiful. kind Of takes you
right of somehow. Edwina is like
that. and she glanced at the Turkish
rug. II didn't see what beset Cousin
Saraii to buy that for me a Christmas
present at first, but it's growed on me
every day, and myl how It does iastr
She gathered up her rugs and went
into the house, and having placed them
and washed her hands began to get
breakfast, Socrates watching the process
with deep interest. especially when some
hsh were put upon the frying pan, for
ike all cats he adOred fish.
(which is it," Aunt Pam said again.
81 do feel beset to know, and do hope
its Edwina."
Che was not sure whether she had not
said this aloud. and felt startled when
she saw a pretty. slender, but rather
pale young girl standing on the farther
side Of the stove.
up alreadyY' she said, in some con
fusion. AUNT Pam wouldn't have
called you. She felt you'd like to sleep
little after the party"
"oh, sopehow l WAS restless. Aunt
Pam" the girl answered. Il don't
think I've slept at all--Only little maps
that seemed worse than nothing-start-
ing out Of them thinking was falling
from some high place. JaCipthA is