Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-02-04

" tHt evening upou WHICH our StoTI
opens. The wind blew cold and
dreary, and the rainrops pattered
against tue window-panc with dismal,
monotonous sound.
The room in which Kate Linslay sat
looked cozy and inviting. with its
bright fire in the glate, and all the
pretty little knick- -kuacks. so dear to
the feminine heart. scattered here and
there.
Miss Lindsay was a music teacher
in Ma lame Delamayne's select school.
| say was for that day Madame
had. with profuse regrets, dismissed
her to make room for a professor with
high-sounding Italian name-one
more likely to draw pupils than PLAN
Miss Lindsay
The expression upon her face as she
sat before the fire was almost us gloomy
as the weather. She thought of the
long, weary search for pupils How
dreary it all seemed,
But suddenly the door opened and Il
figure, all wet and bedrag d, rushed
into the room like a young hurricane.
"Why, kittie, all in the dark ?" G. led
a fresh voice. ''Do light the gas and
hel p me off with these wet dudsr'
The newcomer was Mabel Dorsey, Il
compositor on one of the newspapers
of the city. Mabel and Kate were
firm friends, and shared the cozy little
room, thus diminishing the expense to
each.
Hurry, kittie," cried Mabel, ''for
I've got an idea, and I'm just dying to
tel! you about it,
"Well, dear replied Kate. quietly,
"you had better hold tight to it, An
idea is something you don't often
possess, you know"
Mabel laughed and proceeded 10 di-
vest herself of her wet wraps. She
was petite, with dark eyes and curly
hair. Kate was taller and more state
ly-looking, with brown eyes and light
hair-a combination not often seen.
She was quiet and reserved. while
Mabel was Il regular jolly. fun-loving
girl.
She turned to Kate. as she threw
one overShoe under the sofa and the
other into the corner.
"Why, Katie, what is the matter!
You look as solemn as an owl
i've lost my p.ace,' replied Kate.
with a sigh "Madamc Was very
sorry, eery sorry, indeed. to dispense
with Miss Lindsay's services, but she
thought it would be an advantage to
the school to employ 'Signor' (some
unpronounceable name):' so here
am, Il lady of lcisure."
"Oh, goody" cried Mabel, execut-
ing piy0uette in the middle of the
room.
Kate looked surprised. Mabel laugh.
ed at her look Of astonishment. Then
she sat down on the sofa and pulled
Miss Lindsay down beside her.
"LlSten, Kate. and I'll tell you what
a jolly plan I've got. To-day Mr..
Warner, our foreman. received letter
from friend in Colorado. This friend
says there is a small paper for sale in
Il mining town ont there. 1t can be
bought cheap and is quite IL bargain.
He wants Mr.. Warner to go out and
buy it. but Mr.. Warner does not care
to leave here, as he is perfectly satisfied
with the position he has
but what have zee to do with the
matter ?" asked Miss Lindsay, with a
bewidered look, as Mabel paused for
breath.
"Well,' resumed that young lady,
hundred dollars. as it is quite small.
| | have that amount in bank. Oh.
Katie, let's buy it. III furnish the
capital and you ulplv the brains.
can set type aud am positive you
can write perfectly lovely editorials.
Just imagine. ! can almost see the
heading Martins Camp hrho-Misacs
Lindsay and Dorsey, Editors and
Proprietors.' And, of course. were
young and pretty, consequently every
body will patronize us. Come, Katie,
what do you think of it ,"
Kate was silent. She hardly knew
what to say. The idea seemed invit.
ing-but could they accomplish thf
undertaking? 1t was an important
step-to go to Colorado, into a rough
mining town, among strangers
She thought at first that Mabel was
joking, but that young lady soon con.
WINGED her that size was very much in
earnest.
"And, Katie. if we do fail in on,
newspaper scheme, only think what
a Jolly trip we will have anyway. Just
imagine. n whole summer among the
mountains, away fl ON this hot. sitting
city Wont it be delightful You