Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1893-08-04
sHFPHERDSTOWN W. VA. FRIDAY, AUGUST 4, 1898.

are WaItOnS. our SrauuldlutT Was
a county Judge. Buff you choose
to run the place, as it seems with a
scornfu! sniff you've taken the re
sponsibility OF things, and let thess
people suppose we two are boarders
also, see no harm in that"
Yes, cried Philippa, that's the
idea, exactly! Well take our Grand
father Revere's name, and these
naughty city people shall suppose we
are boarderS, too.'
And who is to do the work." asked
Janey, composedly.
Why, you, of course - answered
Phiippa.
You are to take the money added
Amelia. 1T was your own idea, you
know"
Janey shrugged her shoulders.
well" " said she. Il don't see any
alternative, but this new departure Is
not quite according to my idea. Hush,
There's a knock at the door.
And then it WAS that Mr. Poyntz
appeared on the scene.
He was delighted with the big, airy
rooms Of the old homestead, the wide
hall with its matted floor and paneled
ceiling. the antique massiveness OF the
furniture, and the lovely prospect
from the windows; and Unless than Il
week he and his two sisters and the
other members of the sketching class
were snugly installed in their new
quarters.
Janey had toiled like slave to get
the rooms ready. She had talked her
self hOarse to induce the butcher to
condone the arrears and to persuade
the aggrieved general merchant to
extend new supplies OF flour and
spices, tea and sugar
AS soon "a get the lirst's weeks
board, said Janey, Il can pay some
of these debts
But PhilipPa must have n spring
hat, said Amelia.
And Amelia wants to 90 out
sketching with the Poyntzes,' de
clared Philippa, and how can she
without an outfit? You must let us
have the first weeks money, Janey.
Don't you see, you silly little goose
that Mr.. Poyntz is getting interested
in dear Amelia ? Oh, yes he is, in
spite of that great-eyed Miss Du
chesne, who goes about with flap
ping hat and straight up-and-
gown, like one of Boughton's pictures
Only think what a thing that would
be for us all Why, Mr.. Axworthy
says he's rich man, in spite of this
artist kink OF his"
Rich men sometimes are artists,
drily remarked Janey.
And so the first weeks earnings
were swallowed up 10y these human
octopuses.
Miss Revere, aS Amelia called her
self, took great pains with her toilet,
developed n new enthusiasm for art,
and smiled her sweetest on Percival
Poyntz, while the other Miss Revere
devoted herself to Harry Duchesne
and Frank Axworthy.
Like the lilies OF the field, the tall
sisters toiled not, neither did they
spin, but sauntered gracefully about
the green fields, posed under the
greening boughs of the elm trees and
studied the newist novels and poems,
so as to be able to hold their own in
the literary chit chat OF the sketch
ing party.
Its such a splendid opportunity
for US, - said Amelia, complacently.
I'm so glad Janey thought Of it,
smiled Phiippi.
One spring day, however, when they
were all copying the fantastic leaps OF
certain cascade not far from the
house, Mr.. Poyntz happened to be sit
ting beside fair Amelia, with his easel
before him, and his palette on his
thumb.
ooh, by-the-way," said he, there's
something l want to ask you, Miss
Revere -
Amelia blushed.
This was not the way that proposals
generally begin; but then, she reflect
ed, artists were so unconventional
It's confidential, OF course said
he.
ooh, ofcourse - murmured Amelia.
well, then, is it true that that
pretty young hostess OF ours has two
selfish sisters who are boarding gen
teelly somewhere, aud leaving her to
bear all the brunt OF care and respon
sibility"
Amelia was silent.
The blush was gone now; her cheek
wore the pallor of wrath, instead.
"Of course | don't believe it," said
he. ltNtl nave lIFdI u VI lb Eh'l4
persons since | have been there But
Mary declares it is a fact. tell her
though, that if there were any sisters
they would be here to help her in her
household tasks and duties. She's the
bravest little soldier ever saw
Miss Amelia bit her lip; her eyes
lightened ominously.
Il don't know how you should ex-
pect me to know all about Miss Wal
tons household affairs, said she. Il
am a Revere -
"Oh. l beg your pardonr' said
Poyntz. Il supposed you were old
acquaintances.'
And l really can't imagine" vim
dictively added Amelia, why you
should be interested in the matter,
one way or other"