Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1894-09-07
Nix. Northup' $ Ledger
~ AUGUSTA LARERD.

f. At
s,o,, were herein my pleasant roomr'
Mot word about the attic chamber
w. to the railroad) But as cannot
10 YOU here | must content myself
confidential chat on paper. am
w W. famously in my new quarters and
~Io tremendous spirits. Mrs. Northup,
pniandlady. is kindness itself. break
ny IA with her this morning, and we
.aIIed about you. My room has three win
Not a word about their height,
.lrd;np a view of anything but a
~ cornered bit of sky and the top of
snsar tree.) at is a capital place to think
Ell write in. hope to have some splen-
s ,i5r fnnderlined) news for you soon,
al have great expectations. Llttletield
lovelv town, and take little walk
.lorg its shady streets every morning
,"foTa breakfast. The society is of the
Sstn-(Poor girl, she had not spoken to a
nj except her landlady and the postal
.lork,-"a great many nice young people,
.nd there are numerous picnics, lawn
ennis and archery parties You know,
Sear Will. how | enjoy these things"
9Iay Heaven forgive herr There is a
: Soantiful forest, called Deepdene park
where | walk nearly every fine after
) aoon You would be charmed with the
Tittle6eld library so well arranged
9TH an admirable selection of books. -
db number three; Miss March had not
baen able to subscribe.) On the whole,
Soor Will. you must think Of me on the
vprv top wave, with everything lovely
II oil h11t
GET all the good you can out of the
mountains can see you now, with
yOur specimen bag slung over your
, .boulder, making the rocks resound with
E Y your geological hammer Oh Will, !
, am SO proud of you, and when ! think
YOU are all have in the world to live
for can't tell you how my heart swells
with thankfulness. Do take care of
Yourself, and avoid wetting your feet
n and exposure of all kinds. | am very
happy over my prospects, but | don't in
tend to count my chickens before they
are hatched.
There, thought Edith, as she folded
her letter, Il hope haven't overdone it.
Will is awfully sharp at detecting a
false note Dear me, how many lies we
do have to tell to get through life de-
! Gently! hope | shall be forgiven on the
: ground of good intentions"
Wills letter out of the way, Edith
turned with breathless eagerness to the
revision and expansion of her story. 1t
w%more of Job than she had counted
on Individually involved rewriting the
I whole But Edith did not finch. She
IL tad plenty Of good days work in her and
Q her soul was resolute. One o'clock, two
" o'clock came. The strong western sun
shine was flooding her high windows and
heating the long shingled roof, directly
underneath which she sat, to the tenn
perature of a rolling mill Edith had
not paused to eat, and suddenly the rail
way trains began to rush through her
brain and the written lines to swim be-
fore her eyes She was faint from hun
ger, for she had eaten nothing since eight
and now it was nearly four. She pushed
away thep pile of MS. and went to ransack
her cupboard for something to sustain
3 lie She found only a quarter of Gus
tard pie she had bought at the bakers
the previous day, Il few hard crackers
, and apckle She would make herself a
ey~Scup of tea; but on lifting the oil can she
found 1t empty, SO she must be content
WIN the pie and pickle, washed down
WIN glass of tepid water.
TWAS necessary to get out of her fur
mace of room, for she felt the thoughts
nylng about in her brain like moths
olnd candle. She was dead tired
q aver her bout of writing seven hours on
r. ssuetch, and nothing would rest her
e Vut ramble in Deepdene woods. She
y 1lotted her beautiful hair and put on
1t aef OLD hat, remembering she had prom
r seu herself to retrim it and make it look =
\ OAmore tidy. Her gown was not of the
be newest fashion, being relic of two past
" s'asons, AMI having known many turp-
Jugs and mendings. Her boots were
ru%Hed and gray, and demanded new
/ sues but they must answer for the pres
4 guy and her gloves, of cheap variety,
q we're coming out at the fingers.
b. / IL was joy to Edith to feel that she
re anew not soul in Littlefield beyond her
Alalady, and therefore cracked boots
@a ragged gloves signifed little. She
ks N Shabby from top to toe, and yet the
eli ave looking from under the old hat, the
lst wi %tln robed in the faded gown could not
Inl su 70 attract the eye of stranger.
" ts Northup had noticed it. The girl
y Saa distinguished air, even in her poor
Il S r;ul and her face piquant, almost
ne uiiant, with the large gray eyes and
ID seany pallor, was touched with win
"me loneliness.
hsht breeze had sprung up, cooling
ieVered air, and tree shadows began
10 stretch long and soft across the fields.
do n, opuene woods belonged to the Ashley
.ha lAoe, the grandest in Littlefield in ex-