South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1892-11-11

FRIDAY. NOVEMBER IL. 1892.
Not Wanted.

No, said Grandfather Gordon.
81 don't" 49,
Tho old man sat in the sunshine,
smoking discolored brierwood
pipe.
Jacqu.lina balanced. herself on
the rail on the porch, swinging one
slim, ill-shod foot as she looked
hard sts.her ancestor.
81 wish you'd get of that rail an
set down on the bench Ikea Chris
TAM abruptly spoke Mr.. Gordon.
"Why ?" demanded Jacquellna.
you'll break it down"
Jacquelina broke into a short
laugh.
..Im not-so very heavy" said
she.
''P'raps not, but that rail is a
hundred years DID," crisply spoke
the old man
"And if / did break it I could
mend it ~ rebelliously added the
girl.
In answer to this Grandfather
Gordon only uttered an inarticu-
late grunt.
Jacquelina, however, transferred
herself to The narrow wooden bench
below, seat which she found not
near 30 comfortable as the perch.
Grandfather Gordon looked at
the river meadow, where the men
were blowing, and pondered on the
crops.
81 don't know where to go, JAG
queline presently observed, in ra-
ther q lachrymose tone.
go where I did when l was
your age," sharply spoke the old
man.
- "Where was that Z"
''To work. Do suthin. Earn
your own livin'." answered Grand
father Gordon, with An explosive
puff of smoke between every sem
tence. 81 earned mine when l was
your age, land now t I'm old l don't
calculate to keep free hotel for my
relations"
"But grandfather" protested
Jacquelipa, chow is woman to
earn her living ?"
"Lots o. ways" he CURLY an
Ewered.
"l'm sure could keep house for
you better than old Betsey Poole. !"
"Im suited with BetseY."
"And, after all, I'm your grand
child"
"Your father married TO suit him
SELF" said old Grandfather Gordon,
vindictiyely crushing stray spider
with his foot. 81 dunno's I'm
bound to put myself out to suit his
darter.''
WELL" said j .cquelins, with a
long sigh, 81 dare say can find
something to do in Waxenville. /
might turn factory girl, or take a
book agency, or even go out to SER
vice."
To all of which remarks Grand
fsther Gordon returned no reply
whatsoever.
"Anyhow," said Jacquelina,
spurred to sudden desperation, eel
suppose can stay here tonight at
least?"
'.I-supposs-so," unwillingly
acqulesced the old man. "The
stage don't leave till tomorrow at
six o'clock, an 1 s'pose it's too fur
for you to walk to Bakers station"
"What's that tall brick building
off by the mountain side ?" JAG
quelina suddenly asked.
County jail" he answered, az
briefly.
And then he rose and went sulk-
lily into the house.
"Betsey," he said to his crooked
old factotum in the neglected kitch-
en-, "that grill have to stay all
night. Make up q bed for her in
the north chamber"
"Ruff leaks" Betsey laconically
answered.
"Well, then, in the little corner
ROOM"
"That there windy amt been
fixed since last September. Equin-
otial blowed it OHt."
Northeast room, then, with the
Chinese pagody wall paper"
Why, that's the room where the
ghost walks" squeaked Betsey.
Gra1dfather Gordon uttered
muffled exclamation which saVored
somewhat Of profanity.
"There amt no ghost" said be.
can if there was, Jacquelina don't
know nothin' about it. Fix it ND
for one night. Thatll DO ALL"
"There amt nOthin' for supper"
observed Betsey, who was Of par
simonious nature. Except Just
'nuG cold pork an greens for You.
| was gOin' TO make out on mush
an milk"
"Mush an milk's good enough
fer Silas' darter, 1 guess, respond
cd the old man.
And he went back to the porch
and the pipe without further par
ley.
Jacquelina's place, however, was
empty. The brown, clear eyes, tho
tawny, reddish bTaids, the cheery,
laughing mouth we're gone.
Jacquelina, restless with the un-
rest of Youth. had atartod on a four-