Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-01-14

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"Wait moment Mr.. Champney,"
slipped lightly down the ladder and
leaning against it with one foot on its
| lowest rung awaited his approach.
81 reckoned yo' might be passing by"
she said as he came forward. Connie
Courtland"-with an explanatory wave
of the hammer toward her companion,
who remained erect and slightly stiff
fened on the cornice-'is no relation to
those figures along the friese of the
Redlands' courthouse but a no'th'n
officer, a friend of Maj Reeds, who's
come down here to look after so'th'n
property for some no'th'n capitalists.
Mr.. Champney," she continued, turning
and lifting her eyes to CORTLAND as she
indicated Champney with her hammer,
when he isn't talking English, seeing
English, thinking English, dressing Eng
lish and wondering why God didn't
make everything English-is trying
to do the same for his folks. Mr..
Courtland-Mr. Champney" The two
men bowed formally. "And now,
connie, if yo'll come down Mr.. Champ
ney will show yo' round the fahm.
When yo've got through yo'n find me
| here at work"
| CORTLAND would have preferred, and
half looked for her company and COM
mentary on this round of inspection,
but he concealed his disappointment
and descended. 1t did not exactly
please him that Champney seemed re-
lieved and appeared to accept him as a
bona fide stranger who could not posi-
| bly, interfere with any confidential re-
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Sally. Nevertheless he met the Eng
glishmans offer to accompany him with
polite gratitude. and they left the house
| together.
| In less than an hour they returned.
It had not even taken that time for
CORTLAND to discover that the real i'm
provements and the new methods had
originated with Miss Sally; that she
was virtually the controlling influence
there, and that she was probably re-
tarded rather than assisted by the old
fashioned and traditional conservatism
of the company of which Champney was
steward. 1t was equally plain, how
ever, that the young fellow was dimly
conscious of this and was frankly COM
municative about it.
You see, over there they work things
| III IL ullSTcuU way duClS ny OONc! GIlSy
can't understand that there Is any
other, don't you know? They're always
wigging me as if l could help it, al
though I've tried to explain the niger
business, and all that, don't you know?
They want Miss Sallie to refer her plans
TO me, and expect me to report TO them,
and then they'll submit them to the
board and wait for it's decision. Fancy
| i Al1A D,,A t.,
they can't conceive of her at all over
there-don't you know?"
(Which Miss Bows do you mean?"
asked CORTLAND dryly.
"Miss Sally, of course" said the
young fellow, briskly. "She manages
everything aunt included. She
can make those niggers work when no
one else cana word or smile from her is
enough. She can make terms with
dealers and contractors-her own terms,
too-when they won't look at my fig
ures. By Jove! she gets points out of
those travelling agents and inventors,
don't you know, who come along the
road with patents and samples. She
got one of those lightning rod and wire
fence men to show her how to put up
an arbor for her trailing roses. Why,
when first saw you up on the cornice,
| | thought you were some other chap
don't you know? that she'd asked
that is, at first, of course, you know
what l mean-ha, by Jove!-before
we were introduced-don't you know?'
81 think I offered to help Miss Bows, u
said CORTLAND, with quicllncss that
he at once regretted.
So did he, don't you know? Miss
Sally docs not ASK any body. Don't you
see! fellow don't like to stand by and
see young lady like her doing such
work" Vaguely aware of some infe-
licity in his speech, he awkwardly
turned the subject. 81 don't think
> shall stay here long, myself"
You expect to return to England?'
asked CORTLAND.
r "Oh, no! But / shall go out of the
company's service and try my own
: hand. There's good bit of land about
| three miles from here that's in the mar.
ket, and | think | could make some
thing out of it. A fellow ought to set
l tie down and be his own master" he
answered, tentatively, 'eh?"
but how will Miss Bows be able tc
spare you?" asked CORTLAND, uneasily
conscious that he was assuming an in
| difference.
; "Oh, I'm not much use to her, DOM
you know-at least not lore. But
might if had my own land and if we
were neighbors. | told You SIZE runs The
place, no matter who's here, or whose
money is invested.
II presume you are speaking now o
young Miss Dows?" said CORTLAND
dryly.
Miss Sally-of course-always,
said Champney, simply. she runs the
shop"
Were there not some French invest
: OBSERVATIONS of Miss BOWS? Doe
a anybody represent them?" asked Court
+ land, pointedly.
d Yet he was not quite prepared for TIL
naive change in his companion's face
y No. There was a sort of French cousi1
5 who used to be good deal to the fore
don't you knOw-Out | rather fancy b
didn't come here to look after the prOl
| eTfu." returned ChnmDnpv with a. Ouic