The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1893-06-02

that the frock of Indian muslin, albeit
homemade, fitted Miss Sallys figure
perfectly-from the azure bows on her
shoulders to the ribbon around her
waist-and that the hem of its billowy
skirt showed a foot which everybody
| knew was the smallest foot south OF
| Mason and Dixon's line. But 1t was
something more intangible that this
| which kept CORTLAND breathless and
| silent
I'm not Miss Miranda Dows," said
the vision, with franIness that was
half childlike and half practical, as she
| extended little hand, but can talk
.fahm' with yo' about as well as aunty,
and reckon from what Maj. Reed says
heah,'' holding up the letter between
her fingers, las long as yo' get per
simums yo' don't mind what kind O
pole yo' knock 'em down with"
The voice that carried this speech
was so fresh, so clear and sweet that
am afraid CORTLAND thought little OF
its oddity or its dialectical transgres-
sions. But it brought him his own
tongue quite internationally and quiet
ly. II don't know what was in that
note, Miss Bows, but can hardly be
lieve that Mai. Reed ever put my pres
emit good fortune quite in that way"
Miss Sally laughed. Then with
charming exaggeration she waved hel
little hand toward the sofa: There
Yo' naturally wanted little room fo'
that, connie, but now that yove got II
off-and mighty pooty it was, togo
can sit down." And with that she sanl
down at one end of the sofa, prettily
arranged a white billow of skirt so a
to leave ample room for CORTLAND, and
locking her fingers over her knees
looked demurely expectant.
but let me hope that am not dis
turbing you unseasonably," said Court
land, catching sight of the fateful littl
slipper beneath her skirt and remem
bering the window. "Iwas so preoccu
pied in thinking of your aunt as tn
business manager Of these estates tina
quite forgot that she might have
lady's hours for receiving"
I'VE haven't got any company hours,
said Miss Sally, land we haven't jus
now any servants for company maj
ners. for we're shorthanded in the field
and barns. When yo' came I was mai
ing up the laths for the vines outsid
because we couldn't spare carpenter
from the factory. But" she addet
with a faint accession Of mischief in ht
voice, 'yo' came to talk about the farm:
YES" said CORTLAND, rising, 'b,
not to interrupt the work on it Wi
you let me help you nail up the laths
the wall? have had some experient
that wav-and we can talk as We worl
r Do oblige me-"
+ The young girl looked at him bright
"Well. now, there's nothing mes
It about that. Yo' mean it for sure?'
y Perfectly. shall feel so much lie
4, as if I was enjoying your compsr
le uuder false pretenses-"
"Yo' Just wait here. then.
c. She jumped from the sofa. ran out
n. the room, and returned presently, tylI
eff the strings of q long striped cctt'
il blouse = evidently a habilimens
n Sophy's-behind her back as she I
m turned. 1t was gathered under b
ne oval chin by tape also tied behind n
ae while her fair hair was tucked und
IN the usual red bandana handkerchief
m the negro housemaid. It is scarce
or necessary to add that the effect was
t. witching.
r. But" said Miss Sally. eying B
ne guests smartly fitting frock coat, ''yc
i'd spoil yo'r pooty clothes, sure! Take
al 30 coat-don't mind me-and work
70 yo'r shirt sleeves"
ia Court2aAd obediently hung aa5de
d / ooa& and followed his oeetyo hooe
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