The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1893-09-18
AT BARWELL'S.
an Unexpected Elopen,e,,t, eUith u Qwick
Eiadin0.

used to have several customers In
SilNerado. II is only n pleasant ride out
| from here IN the beautiful Summer
morning, long before the sun begins to
peep above the Sicrras and when the
dawn is just beginning to break, bright
and fair, as dawn never does show any
where except In thus semi-tropical cline.
The road to SilNerado Is bordercd on
both sides with lons rows of pepper
| trees. Now other follows may have a
different taste in trees. but for me, there
never was anything In trees so pretty
rs row OF peppers. with branches look
| ing down, like the eyes Of n modest
| Girl when she sees he, lover coming
| along the road, aud the irst CLINT of day
creeping through them and making little
| gold paths in them til you don't know
whether the tree itself is green or vel
low and the morning breczes blowing
| through them TIL they ripple and shine
all over as II they were laughing. There
never was anything else so like n pretty
woman with smile on her face MS those
pepper trees In the morning with the
wind blowing over them-that kind OF
| IA smile that crecps over the face In "A
| soft, lazy way, and laughs in the eyes
and hides away In the waves OF hair.
I used to think that the pepper trees
were what made me like to drive my
milk wagon out to Silverndo. hut that
was before | had seen the little maid
at Barwelrs
Rarwell's was q boarding house Sill
verado was kind OF health resort. and
people used to come from the East and
20 out there winters and board at Bar
wells Maybe It did their health good,
but don't think Barweirs ever i'm
proved the health OF the little maid very
much. If 1t did, she must have been II
sight to behold before she came.
The first time saw her she came out
with the milk can. Usually 1t stood on
| the stoop waiting to be filled, and ]
would pour In the milk and leave II
| standing there for the first servant who
was up to come ont and get II. Hut this
time II seemed to have been forgotten,
| and the little maid had crept out In
the early dawn to bring IT., and stood
shvering In the morning chill, for the
dawn of "a somi-troric morning near the
sea is not warm, however the mind
may tend to romance concerning It's
|
little maid could scarcely see her
on the other side Of the milk-can. and
thought at first that the can had Just
taken a notion to walk out alone and
get itself filled.
! "Hello!" | said.
Yes" she replied, quite as matter
of course And then ] saw what very
thin and white little maid 1t was.
Where did you come from?"
IF you please, I'm Mrs. Barwel's
girl ] work for my keep"
Now, ] did not please in the least.
should have preferred, II she must be
anybody's girl, that it should be any
one else in the world whom i had ever
| Seen And as for the keep" IL there
is any proof In looks II must have been
very small
| l CHANGED to have a big orange in my
wagon that some one on my drive who
| had an orange orchard had given me.
| threw It to her when / had filled the
can She caught 1t eagerly. and when !
| looked back rs drove OF | saw her go
ing UP the walk with the orange pressed
ND close to her mouth. After that
never forgot to have an orange or nee
| tarine or some apricots in my wagon
when I stopped at Barwells Sometimes
| the milk can would be on the stoop and
I would not see the little maid for sew
eral days, but when did see her again
I would give her all the good things
that had accumulated In my wagon
since the last time I saw her. And good
things had a way of accommodating very
rapidly at that time.