Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1892-02-19
deg. Margaret laughed aloud.

III CLASSIC. "
"Oh!'
Allen laughed also, as he raised the
green shade aud opened the unshuttercd
window upon girl in yachting suit
watzing the old captain all about the
little yard.
"Therel Don't yc, ATegl Doa'tl I'm
clean out o BREATH"
"You will have to dance till YOU
promise not to Margaret me any more.
It's absurd. Here when come home to
be just Meg. Will you ever do so
ngain3"
"No-no-I won't. NIothcr-mothcr
"Bothcr 'motherp You and under
stand each other, popscy; and how
would you like il 1 began to call you
Captain Sudbury"
cid whip yc!" answered the old
man, promptly.
"And be just right. Give me kiss,
popsey. am SO glad to be at home.
No, not that kind, you tobacco che wing
mortal--a Dutch one. They don't
smell" Catching him by his car and his
nose, Meg salutcd her parent in the
fashion designated. Irrevcrent as her
words might be, there was evident
good-feliowship between these two.
Then she wheeled round aud saw Allen.
''lIorrors" she cried, aud fled. But
no further than the breakfast.room.
Smother, who is that creature in the
spare bedroom2"
"Hes boardcr I've took"
ooh, mother! Aud just as 1 was
coming home. Pm so sorry!"
"Humphl L thought it would be
livclier for yc. Then We wouldn't 70
moonin' round on the sands after dew
fall.n
TOOK him in ter keep comply
with We, Meg" chuckled the father,
who had followed his darling into the
house.
another" paused in her swift dishing
up of the breakfast. "'Mcg,' father!
told ye 'twasn't becoming to call her
that-now."
'Mothcr, don'tl Iil-luck take the
day ever took up pen-or type
writer. won't write u word all sum
mcr."
Mothers" only reply was to ring the
bell, and Allen promptly appeared.
"AIy darter, Meg" said the captain,
after his hearty good morning.
"Margaret-Margaret Sudbury, the
authorcss,' corrected ':mother."
"Hello, Maggie!" cried another voice,
as Sophia entered She was dress
maker and lived ut Nantucket, but she
had run down to welcome "NIaggic."
The sisters embraced, and then Sophia
had the boarder presented to her. She
instantly conceived the idea of making
him Subject" His costume was sim
pie and becoming. It did not look US
stutc's-prisony US some of Nantuckets
summer guests. And he was real "good-
looking" She meant to "get off carly
Saturday and take him on the sly"
That was the beginning. but the end
was not for some weeks. BY promises
exactcdf frsm the household, there was
no "literary talk" and Margaret did,not
discover what sort Of creature was housed
within her home. And it was ali pretty
plain sailing, both literally aad figura-
lively. The captain attended to the lit
eral part, and the young folks proceeded
to fall in with ''mother's" plan and
"kccp company" Only, to her credit
be it said, she had had no lowering bus
mess in mind when she spoke those fate.
full words. But her husband had-vcry
distinctly. So when "mothcr" said to
him, 'Don't yc think it's wrong ter
throw them young things tcrgethcr so
much?" he unblushingly replied, "No"
"But We know what gen'ally comes O.
scch COINS on"
eyes. Mattermony."
"My stars! An We take it like
that?p
"I'm doin' tia purpose. I'm sick o.
havin' Meg Margaret livin' away from
home, earnin' her own livin'. Nice gal
rs she is ID orter have husband; an
mean ter get her one if kin. An,
must say, if I'd been in that young TEL
lers place I'd n popped the question
afore now. Whar'll yc find trimmer
little craft N Mega Clean-cut an purity
on the outside, an big IA clean an
roomy ter heart. All she's carniu' money
fer is ter make us comfortable in our old
days. an fer my part I'd ruther see her
comfortable in her young ones. I'll get
her n husband if 1 kim"
Then the ancient mariner went out to
craftily propose sail by moonlight for
the pair whose matrimonial interests he
had so greatly at heart. He found them
sitting facing one another on the two lit
tie settees Of the back porch, spcll-bound
and dumb. They had each heard every
word, and neither had power to move.
Margaret recovered first; and without
look toward any one she arose and went
into the house, past her mother, and up
to her own room. No one spoke to her
or attempted to stop her; there was that
In her face which forbade it.
Five minutes latter, when the cottage
door closed, each of the three left behind
had the same thought: "She has gone to
walk it of on the sands"
And one of the three, the youngest,
concluded that he would go and walk it
OFF with her. His chance would be poor
enough, perhaps; but it was chance he
had long since decided to take, and de-
layed-because unspokcn love is sweet.
He did not find her. Nobody found