The record-union., 1893-01-16

Almost every cnlld mas some SORT OI d
pet name given it, and hers was ''Piney."
Whether her father named her after the
young pines that grew around the hum
bic cabin or not, l do not know, but the
name clung to her through childhood,
and it was only by looking in the family
Bible that we found the young lady's
name to be "Rosella Heath" She lived
on claim way back in the woods, and
was Is years old before she saw city
street with its stores and rattling cars.
One morning her father came to her as
she washed the dishes and said: We'll.
Piney. get on yer fixln's an I'll take yer
to town along 'itn the wood" So she
rode in on the load OF cordwood, and when
her father stopped the team before The
Woodman's Refugee she began climbing
down. "Oh, you set still an III go IN
an get what l want, then we'u go to
Mrs. Rhodes for dinner; she was the
foreman's wife in Knights camp las
winter, yer member ~
''Hain't there nobody else you know in
this big town besides Mrs. Rhodes, par
asked Piney, as she settled back III her
seat. II didn't like her at all, last winter 2
Maybe, because, Pm used to ma, an
never see other women?"
Like enough that's the reason"
then entering the "Reruge."
An hour passed and .'Piney" had grown
tired of watching the crowds. Every time
the door OF the Refuge" opened, she
tried to get a glimpse OF her father, who
seemed 10 have forgotten her.
WAITING AT THE TAVERN.
The horses began to switch and stamp.
Two gentlemen came down the street,
and seeing how restive the animals were,
one of them said: ~ ou'd better let me
tie them over there in the shade" and he
pointed with his cane to the public square
block away.
''oh, no p said Piney, pail be out in
q minute"
1t was in early October, though quite
warm, and the girl began tanning herself
with her hat. Her golden curls were
tossed carelessly Y. about her shoulders by
the breeze created. and her blue eyes
beamed with health and good humor.
The gentleman continued to stroke old
Dolly, who whinnied and rubbed her
head on his shoulder
= should like to do you the favor" he
said, looking kindly at Piney. This is
not good place for the team.
Pa knew where to tie 'em,' said Piney,
without any thought of being curt.
He'll be out i'll a minute"
She leaned forward as the tavern door
opened. Three men emerged, one of
them frantically wiping his wounded
nose, while the other two strove to pacify
him.
The gentleman who had been talking
to Piney handed her card, and then.
with his companion, moved on with the
ever restless crowd.
1t seems q pity" said Mr. W,
= that fathers viii be so careless. 1t IS
bad enough ior person to visit this place
without having 10 sit before it for an
houri She was a nice girl, too, and l
hated to leave her there
Yes" said his companion, 4" It's hard
to contemplate the poor ckild's future"
the Rev. GIr. W. . it may do her some ONE
good III a dark hour"
THROUGH THE CITY.
Half an hour later Piney's father ap-
peared, joyial and coutented. why,
pa, what have you been doing?" said
EIney, noticing her fathers red ewes.
''Jes been taking a little nap on the floor ~
he answered, half tumbling into the seat,
without unhitching the horses. Piney
climbed down, untastened the team, and
they were soon at Mrs. Rhodes house,
That was Piney Heath's first visit to the
city. That was the first time she ever
saw her father under the influence of
drink.
Mrs. Rhodes was very glad to see them,
and after dinner she took Piney TO visit
the stores and make the necessary pur-
chases for winter.
More than one person turned to look at
the young girl. whose grace could not be
hidden by her cheap gown. She walked
proudly erect by the side of the dumpy
Mrs. Rhodes, ana seemed unconscious Of
the many admiring glances bent upon
her.
At 3 O'Clock the shopping tour was
ended and Mr.. Heath was ready to return
home. The wood had paid for the dry
goods and left few dollars in his pock ct
beside, so Mr.. Heath felt pretty GOOD
when he harnessed the horses,
. DO you know that Piney's an awful
pretty girl, MIR. Heath 20 said Mrs.
Rhodes, standing with arms akimbo.
watching him as ne buckled the last strap.
. Do you know it?" You bet | do
there haint a prettier nor better girl a
livin' " he answered, arranging a
blanket on the wagon seat.
She ought to come to town and get
used to our ways; she's getting old
enough to help herself some. and Won
can't expect to keep her out on that claim
forever
''NO, maybe not, maybe not" said Mr.,
Heath, seeming TO realize that Piney was
no longer child. She was the eldest of
six children and Mr. Heath's manaoe-
e ment had not been good, so the family
Were not in the best circumstances.
''I'll see what her mother SAYS, and
fetch her IN, the next time / come,'' he
said covering the boxes and bundles OF
dry goods with the horse blanket.
Piney came down the steps looking
like 4 different person in her new fall
Jacket. Her father opened his eyes and
whistled as she took her seat beside him.
She blushed when she saw the pleasure
in his eyes, and said he was a dear, good
father 10 get her such a nice coat Then
they clattered down the long. noisy
streets, and were soon in front of THE
WOodman'S Retuuep y;
y fat man stood on the steps, When
he saw them coming he brought out q
little Jug and handed it to Mr.. Heath
Piney was secretly admiring her Jacket
She let her hands wander over the dainty
fur collar and cuffs and feel in the cha
snois pockets. Then she began to be
sorry it was so pretty, because no one
would see il way ont there in the woods
They were some distance on theil
homeward way. when her father said
How'd you like to work in town
Piney ?p
Cedar and pine filed the air with fra
GRANGE: goldenrod and sumac nodded tC
the setting sun, sleepy-looking cows
looked up from their feeding as the ole
wagon ratified past them. "Dolly' anC
+Tobeyv didn't let the grass grow under
their feet. but, with stea-y trot, lesseneC
the distance between them and theii
stable.
s.Oh. I should likeit, if ma doesn't neeC
me, said Piney, catching her breath as Tia,
wagon bounced over rut. ''rhere'n 3,
lots OF sewing and knitting now, anC
Alice hain't able to help ma any,
Twas well after midnight when the,
saw the welcome glimmeT of the hom,
Light through the tall pines in front of th
house.
.Ifu be dreadful lonesome here with