Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-10-24

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looked mp at the ceiling and the
down at the big stone spittoon. H
reflected.
Then he shook his head. -
NO." said he, I don't. The hote
cont open till June. Old Mrs
Moxon used to take boarders, but sh
had a stroke o paralysis last month
I dunno of no one else"
81 should be willing to pay fai
price" said Mr.. Poyntz, "and vel
give as little trouble as possible"
Still the postmaster shook his head
'I-don't-know-of--nobody,"r re
peated he. "Here, Janey Walton
two packages and a letter for you
folks, and six cents duel"
A bright eyed young girl slipped for
ward from the shadowy corner wher,
they sold calico and canned goods q
double city prices, and counted 81.
shabby purse.
Her cheeks were flushed, her hear
was humping like trip-hammer, a
she lifted her timid eyes to Perciva
Poyntz's handsome face.
'I-I think know of place wher,
you could be accommodated" sh,
murmured, 'if you are not too par
ticular-an old farm house with fresl
air and plenty of room"
Mr.. Poyntz stepped forward, rails
ing his hat as he did So.
I'VE should require four bedrooms,
said he, "and we're fully prepared tc
camp down in almost any fashion
Would fifty dollars week for the
party be too little?"
Janey's big brown eyes dilated
Fifty dollars q week seemed a colossa
sum to girl who had never seen more
than five dollar bill at any one time
before.
He drew out his card.
evil you favor me with the ad-
dress?" said he. ''MayI call at once ?'
.sThis evening"" faltered Janey,
feeling as if she had burned ali the
bridges behind her, sat eight o'clock.
It's the old Walton homestead, beyond
the mill-race, where the big elm-trees
grow"
And before Percival could syllable
any more questions that slim figure
had vanished.
Janey Walton did not go home by
the road, but took instead short cut
flying through budding woods, stop
ping on the edge of Racket Brook to
gather handful of the very earliest
violets ere she jumped airly across the
stepping-stones, climbing rude walls
like a squirrel and springing lightly
from hummock to hummock in the
marshy meadow under the hill.
SO that her cheeks and eyes were
brighter than ever when she darted
into the wide, low-ceiled keeping-room
where her two elder sisters sat bemoan-
ing their hard fate.
Amelia and Philippa Walton were
widely different from their dark,
nervous-n -natured young sister.
Amelia WAS tall and fair, with frizzed
flaxen locks and expressionless blue
eyes.
Philippa was like big wax doll,
with pinky cheeks and deliberation
OF movement bordering on stupidity.
Dear me-" exclaimed Amelia, chow
You do bounce into the room"
I'VE thought" said the magnified
wax doll, that you never were COM
ing back"
There's letter for Philippe" said
Janey, ''from the Thackeray Maga-
zine. 1t looks like her story coming
back. And two parcels for Amelia. "
"Declined with thanks" angrily
read Philippa. "And those packages
are 'Melia's painted scarfs from the
Bureau of Work. 1 knew there
wouldn't be any market for them.
''As much as there is for your silly
stories," sharply retorted Amelia.
"Oh, dearl l never would have
bought that blue serge dress if hadn' t
thought"
Listen" struck in Janey, abruptly.
Give something to tell you, girls
We've come to a point, now, where
something must be done; and I've de-
tcrmined to take boar ders."
''Boarders!"
Miss Philippa drew herself up with
lauteur.
"Never!" cried Amelia, emphati-
cally.
''But we must live, reessured Janey,
"And there's the interest on the nor
tgage coming due this month, and the
taxes are all behind, and the butcher
says he can't let the bill run any
higher"
We are Waltons," said Philippa
"Waltons,' suggested Janey, ''must
.at and drink "
Amelia burst into tears.
'tJaney never had any proper prid de-"
aid shS-''ceverI And I won't con-
sent"
but you must CONSENT" asserted
Janey.
And then she told the two pink-and-
white maidens what she had done.
''Artists!" exclaimed Philippa. "On
sketching tour! Oh, how delight
full"
"Three gentlemen and three ladies'"
repeated Amelia "Oh, 1 should revel
in little congenial societyl Janey,
see here! Philippa and 1 never will
descend to the level of boarding-hous,
keepers. As said before, We are Wal
tons! Our grandfather was a county
Judge. Buff you choose to run the
place, rs it seems" with scornfu
snih) you've taken the responsibility
of things, and let these people sup
pose We two are boarders, aleo, I SET
no harm in that"
Yes" cried Philippa, chats the
idea, exactly! We'll take our Grand
father Revere's name, and thes:
hsughty city people shall suppose W.
are boarders, tool"
"Aud who is to do the work." asked
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