South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1892-02-19

But ve want TO see kesa's new fan
and gloves. pleaded the two tall
school girls.
Well. YOU cant she..
Aud Without any ceremony Mad.
cline pushed uon,rA sad K ,iora
from the room.
Horrid little nuisancesl sal = she
But here's q letter. Bsss, that I
didrt show youi
Another torm-niing creditor!
Worse than that. ll's fr,m II ,c,e
Y bd'eI C'.op-r. do~n a. B!ack~ ,od
Farm, whe-e YOU aged that Sum
mer yoo had The who, pius-c usb.
Don't ycu Y, member
Bass eyes soften A grscious
d'uple came out at the corner OF her
mootl.
whaIl she cricd-lear old Unc' q
ZebP
Very dear. observed Madeln ne. con-
tenp'u 'usly, and very delightful (!
just the person to make q 5 nsst,on
at your At Home,' .un'icr Mrs. Fr.
zalan's eye. and raksd by the FIRE Of
Mrs. Aubrey Rocki,ghsm's lorgnet,. I
Witt his cow.hide boots ard pepper
and salt trousers. and h's fringe Of
chin wh,sk.rs, an p tina. chronic ca
tarrh of h.'l My d.sr Bess, il we
allow that old nuis,nce to cross this
threshold on russi,y evening IL
amounts TO thro wing ~ the game a.
once. All he's written that he's
coming on thai evening".
Bese grew pile.
Oh, Madeline, What are We 20 20 P
Ma feline laughed.
I've managed Il, said size. I've
written hack 10 him tina, we'v, m we'd
to Fvu- cen, Cu,rant Court. I've
told cousin Lucy Ransom 20 make
the hes OF The situation. She can
personate you, II she chooses she
always bad a turn for private theat-
ricsis. Or she can convince the dear
old bungler that he has made IN :.
mistake. Anyhow. bell he safe UNI il
"Wednesday morning. and We are
safe, tool
Madeline, what contriver you are.
said b Sc, admiringly. But do feel
sorry for U.c.e Zsbl
Madeline shrugged her .houi,ie-s.
lrs poor p icy 70 feel cory for
any one. OBJ .trved She And What
does an old lJut like that kn,s or
care whether he's snubhcl or no?
BssSs heart prickei Ter a little !;
bat she was an ap' pupil 10 the cold
philosophy OF her elder 81 stcr, aud the
arrival at .ha! moment of . box OF
ma-ron, 81 ces for the supper table
divette her tention from the TOPIC
under discussion.
At No. IA Curran. Court, however.
the widow Ransom was furious.
Depend upon it. Lucy. said she TO
her daugh' r, who did plain sewing
tor livelihood, this 10 one 20 Made-
lioe Barchesters sly, underha and
tricks, and IL have nothing TO do
with it. Yeu personate Bess Bar
chester. indeed You're a. much
, like her as pumpkin 10 like pars-
nip. II Bsss IL sshamsd uf her rela-
lions let her say so.
But. mo. her, pleaded meek Lucy,
what can We d. ? Madeline has got
good deal OF work Tor me among
her grand friends
All that don't make it your dut,
to tell lie. nor to act it, neither, TO
suit her whims, ssid The old !,dy.
Ant they're to have a great party
on Tuesday evening, you know.
Well, suppose they are ? Didn't
Bess and Madeline and the two girls
spend the Summer ct aekwood
Farm three years agDf CucIe Zsb.
diel DIDN'T make any ex suss for get
ting rid Of them then, did hep / de
Care. they've no more hearts than 90
many 81 bs of graui Ell
At this moInent, b wever. there
was ring at Tie bell, aud two fair.
tossed, slim young girs rushed
breIzilY in be room, dragging a
brown faced I'D far mr. between them.
LIS DJTa aud me. said Hoporu
Barchester, breathless and red cheek.
ed. Aud we've brought Uncle u 40
diel With usl
Ics Nora anil M ! pa; in r dora,
crogdiog herself ihIV the foreground.
How do you d., Cou- IN r ms, m and
Iuc' We went IL the depol 10
mest bitn, end n good Job IL was, for
he badn's the least idea which way
- go.
lie WIS beading strsight for the
WeehaWksnferry. giggied HoDora.
Uncle ZsbdisI'. round moon face
betmed eli over.
expected I'D be pretty stupid,
said he. Bot 4 gu 80 should .
tescaed round all right II these ERE
gals hadn>t t,spk posses-ioa Il me.
Where's the Big o hickory nuts.
HOn0ry , who's gn1 the basket -
pound sweets. EudOry 2 Here's the
carpet sack and ths paper boxes ell
righ'.
And he shook hands heartily sith
Mrs. Ransom aud Lucy.
How be you, Phebs2 said be. Aad
little Lucy, too Got TO be = Wo-
mao, hAin't you ? LiviD' With the
judges folks Supposed But where's
Msdsline, and M little favorite +,
Bees 2
Lacy ard her mother look q hest .
tating a. each other bot HOnora
plunge into the que 'tiDn ~ once.
I'll tel you, Uncle Zsbdisl, said
she, Dora and I sFen't fools, nor vet
Chi dren - and Madeline and p.s.