The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1893-01-14
and rails Don't you think Il would Be
better to have an ont and out new build

ing7 .5.... 81.
Eyes, certainly returned Conrtland
little confusedly. He had not calcu-
lated upon this practical conversation,
and was the more disconnected as they
were passing some of the other couples,
who had purposely fingered to overhear
them.
And" continued the young girl,
brightly, ''the freight question is get
ting to be pretty serious one. Aunt
Miranda holds some shares in the
Briggsville Branch line, and thinks
something could be done with the di-
rectors for new tariff of charges If
she put a pressure on them. Taylor
says there was some talk of reducing
it one sixteenth per cent. before we
move this years CROP"
CORTLAND glanced quickly at his COM
panion's face It was grave but there
was the faintest wrinkling of the cor
ner of the eyelid nearest him. Had
we not better leave these serious ques-
lions until tomorrow" he said, SIN il
ing.
Miss Sally opened her eyes. 'tWhy,
must be full of business this morning;
but if yo' prefer company talk, we'll
change the subject. They say that yo'
and Miss Reed didn't have much trou-
BILE to find one last Sunday. She don't
usually talk much, but she keeps up a
power of thinking. should reckon -
she added suddenly, eying him crit
ically, shat yo' and she might have a
heap O. things to say to each other.
She's good deal in yo' fashion, connie
she don't forget, but, more slowly
81 don't know that that's altogether the
best thing for yo'!''
CORTLAND lifted his eyes with affected
CONSERVATION. eff this is in the light
of another mysterious warning, Miss
BOWS, warn you that my intellect is
already tottering with them. Last
Sunday Miss Reed thrilled me for an
hour with superstition and Cassandrac
like prophecy. Don't things ever hap
pen accidentally here-and without
warnings?''
81 mean" returned the young lady,
with her usual practical directness,
that 'Tave Reed remembers good
many horrid things about the wah that
she ought to forget, but don't. But, .
she continued, looking at him curious
", "she allows she was mighty cut up
by her cousins manner to yo'.'
81 am afraid that Miss Reed was
more annoyed than was" said Court
land. 81 should be very sorry if she at
tached any Importance to it, he added,
earnestly.
| ssAnd yo' don't. continued Miss Sally.
'sNo. Why should I?' She noticed,
however, that he had slightly drawn
himself up little more erect, and she
smiled, as he continued: II dare say
should feel as he does if were in his
place"
'.But go wouldn't do anything under
hand" she said, quietly. AS he glanced
at her quickly, she added ,dryly: Don't
trust too much to people always acting
in yo' fashion, connie. And don't think
too much nor too little of what yo' hear
here. Yo're just the kind of man to
make a good many silly enemies-and
as many foolish friends. And ] don't
know which will give yo' the most
trouble. Only don't 20 underrate
either, or hold yo' head so high yo' don't
see what's crawlin' around yo'. That's
why, in copperhead swamp, horse is
bitten oftener than a hog"
She smiled, yet with knitted brows
and such pretty affectation of con-
Germ for her companion that he sudden
ly took heart.
II wish had one friend could call
my own,'' he said, boldly, hooking
straight into her eyes. sid care little
for other friends and fear no enemies. =
"Yo're right, co'nnle, she said osten-
tatiously slanting her parasol in a mar
velous stimulation of hiding purely
imaginative blush on cheek that was
perfectly infantine in it's unchanged
pink-''company talk is much pootie1
than what we've been sayin'. And
meaning me-for reckon yo' wouldn't
say that of any other girl but the one
yore walking with-what's the matter
with me?''
He could not help smiling -though he
hesitated. Nothing! but others have
been disappointed.
"And that bothers you?"
81 mean have as yet had no right tc
put your feelings to any test, while
''Poor Chef had, yo' were going to
say! Well. here we are at the GENE
terry! recloned yo' were bound to GO
back to the dead again before we'd
gone far, and that's why / thought we
might take the cemetery on our way.
1t may put me in a more proper frame
of mind to please yo'."
AS he raised his eyes he could not re-
press slight start. He had not no.
ticed before that they had passed
through small gateway on diverging
from the road, and was quite UMPIRE.
pared to find himself on the edge of a
gentle slope, leading to beautiful val
ley, and before him long vista OF
tombs, white headstones and low
crosses, edged by dropping cypress and
trailing feathery vines. Some Of them
had fallen and been caught in long
loops from bough to bough, like funeral
garlands, and here and there the tops
of isolated palmettos lifted a cluster of
.hearse- like plumes. Yet in spite OF this