Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1892-08-20

alanche O. lime dust there. Guess it was
the rain done it. I've knowed that ruff
was lcaky this good while An it's my
dooty to tell We, ma am, the back stair
case amt safe to use no longer There's
one step gone aud the balusters loose.
Aud cook says shes that nervous she
cant stay in the house, with the loose
bricks tumbliug down the kitchen chin
ney every time the wind raises nit. "
Mrs. Moore sighed. She was hand
some, high featured woman with dark
eyes and shabby genteel silk wrapper
worn at the elbows.
"Never mind, Betsey, said She ''It'Tl
all be riaht, once Miss Ethel is married.
Doctor barrow is man of wealth. lie
, will rebuild the old Moore homestead 3or
us"
"WelI" muttcred Betsey, 'It3 a
good thing the weddin's comm soou, or
there wouldn't be no house left to re-
build"
At the same moment A pretty Young
gypsy of sixteen was rushing frantjcallv
into one Of the great, sparsely furnished
bedrooms with pasteboari box Ill her
hand
Overhead plump little plaster Cupids
swung sariands OF flowers from the
cracked aud discolored cJrnices a. faded
rag supplied the place OF carpet, and
the merry sunshine played hide-and-secS
with the worn places in the yellow dam
ask curtius, and beautiful young .irl
sat at rheumatic writing desk, with
her chin supported in her hands and her
sea blue eyes fixed dreamily on space.
Ethel Ethel! here's another box
come by express" screamed the Young
sister, breathless with rapture. at must
lie the veil! Do open it and look Do,
Ethel, please. Oh, never saw we'd
ding veil before in all my life, and [ do
so want to see what it Is like!"
EtLel Moore looked up.
You can open il, >" said she, without
a change of posture.
"Well, l declared said Mllly. "Any
one would think was the bride. Well,
here goes! On, oh isn't it beautiful"
Ettci leaned forward little and scru-
tinizeI the delicate Ioids of lace more
closely.
"Yes," she said, indiGerentIy, "it's
pretty enough. But It's the wrong pat
tern; it don't match the fiounceg aud the
jabot."
1T must go back at once!" cried
MilIy. "Oniy three days now, and the
wrong pattern of lace! What are peo-
pie thinking OFF,
GOA, le5 it STAY" listlcssly uttered
Ethel. "What difference does it make
whether its one pattern OF another"
"What ditIerence?' Aulicent looked
lard at ner sister. "Oh, Ethel, Ethel!
I'm 80 sorry Cousin Jim Is coming TO the
wedding
Ethel Moore colored an intense scar.
let
"Sorry-sorry that our own cousin is
to be here on the occasion OF my mar
riage1"
"N-no," lesita.ed AIilliceut-''not
that But it sets yon to thinking of
him. Is he 50 very handsome, E5ael7
Is he handsoner than Doctor Darrow2
You're such funny girl, or you would
have photographs OF both Of them. But
there comes the pony, aud must make
haste, or shall lose the down express
train, for the veil"
Mike, the GRAND boy, was promptly
deposed from his place in the battered
little village cart, and Miss Mily
jumpedin, took the box in her lap, and
whipping the pony briskIY up, drove
away as fast rs she could
"Just in time for the expressi" size
cried. "And now l may as well wait
for the up train, There may be some ore
that know on it."
81 beg your pardon, said pleasant,
deep-toned voice, "but can you tell me
the way to Moore's Cliff
Milly turned, and saw a handsome
luan, with a light valise in his haul
"To Moores ClH?' she repe tel.
"Why, [ am Milliceut Moore, and I'm
going straight there. I-think-you
must be- JIM"
THAT is my name" he answered,
brightly. "And you are little Milly, of
course"
She looked gravey at him lie could
almost read the sudden changes of
thought in her blue, solemn eyes and
varying color.
"Pleasc get into the cartw said She
81 suppose must take you to the Cliff,
as there's no depot wagon here. But,
touching the phlegmatic pony with her
whip-lash "Tm almost sorry you've
comet
Sorry Why, little Milly! And l
thought we were to be such friends!" he
cried.
81 think perhaps I'd better tell you
all about it, said she, speaking as if she
lad not heard his words. ''No one
SHOWS it all but me and Ethel. Ethel
won't be pleased, but-but- Ga, jim,
hadn't you better go away without see
ng her2'
go away without seeing her! And
why?n