Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1894-03-24

They're all gomez" faltered the
woman. "I'd ought to have found
out before I come clear on here"
Now that her veil was raised, Miss
Rumy could see that her face was
wrinkled and worn, and its bloom,
which had impressed Miss Rumy us
very beautiful, was too evidently arti-
fetal to deceive oven her guileless
eyes. Her black silk was worn al-
most threadbarc, and all her little
careful fripperies Of lace and jewell
ry were cheap.
Ambrose Richcy's folks, they
amt all gomez Ambrose is my
cousin, and I expect they think hard
Of 1t that I amt been to see 'em be.
FORE"
There VAS keen anxiety in the
strangers voice, although she tried
to speak easily.
"Well Ambrose, he kind Of took to
drink" said Miss Rumy, trying to
express herself delicately, in the
matter Of her new friends relatives.
"And Mary Olive has had terrible
hard time to keep her seven children
of from the town; and this summer
her mothers there a-dyin' with
cancer. They amt what you could
call in real good trim for company"
The woman's face changed color sc
that the pink and white powder
looked like q mask upon It.
II guess they'll be glad to see me
or somebody WILL" she said, rally.
ing with n forced laugh. II used to
visit in Corinna considerable when I
was girl, and I kept school in the
North Carmel district"
"You don't sayv' exclaimed Miss
Rumy, in q Hutter OF excitement.
"I've been a.thinkin' all along that
you kind of favored somcbody-you
amt she that was Emerette Small
ledger"
why yes, I am! But you've got
the advantage Of me. You see I've
been about considerable, and seen q
good many people," returned the
other, reassuming the fine lady mir
which had been gradually slipping
from her.
"Im Ru,ny Battles" said Miss
Rumy, flushing oil over her gentle
old face.
swell, It seems queer that I didn't
remember you-you look 80 natural
now" exclaimed her friend. 'Luth.
er, he always spoke Of YOU" She
raised her lace-trimmed handkerchief
to her eyes. "lIe passed away seven
years ago. Luther wasn't so high
spirited us I am; but he always
made q real good appearance. I've
been livin' with my son: but he mar
ricd beneath him, and his wife amt
one that / can get along with. l
amt been well since last winter;
this cough hangs on to mc'-a rasp-
ing cough interrupted her ut inter-
vals-'and I felt as II Maud was
wcarin' on me, so I'd better go Avis
itin' for spell. There was-was
considerable many mouths to feed,
too" she looked piteously into Miss
Rumy's face; land Luther didn't
leave me real we'll or"
~ wish't twas so I want goin'
on a vacation" said Miss Rumy. II
should be real pleased to have you
come and make me u good long visit. !"
II was 'lottin' on maxim you o
visit" said her friend. 'Seems real
unfortunate that I've come 30 fur !;
and don't know as I've got money
enough-with me"
Its what I'd ought to do to take
you right home with met" cried Miss
Rumy, joyfully; and there arose be.
fore her eyes serene and lovely vision
OF her own cup Of tea and her own
bed. 'Now, don't you feel u mite
bad about my losin' my vacation, be-
cause l don't. Come to think Of it, I
couldn't 90 on, anyhow, because I've
forgot the pleurisy pills that made
for Josiah; nobody can make 'em but
me; and Josiah's wife wrote that he
was ncedin' 'em. l can send 'cm
right along. There's more'n an hour
now before the train goes back
consulting the time table on the wall
land we'll take walk over to the
cemetery thcre''-pointing across the
railroad track and stubbly field ia
where some white stones cleaned
through the trees. Lyman Peters
folks that used to live ut Carmel
moved over here, and / shouldn't
wonder II some Of 'em was buried
there. Anyway, it's always real
pleasant to walk in the graveyard
They spent an hour delightfully."-,
finding the graves of Lyman Peters
and his first wife, and specializing
upon the probable fortunes of hi,
second wife, and i'm "reminiscences OF
other mutual acquaintance of their
youth. AS they settled themselves
in the train Miss Rumy said tina,
she chad had beautiful vacation. "
She repeated that sentiment tc
Priscilla Poet when that good woman.
establishment had sufficiently sub
sided to allow her TO listen. Miss
Rumy had established her visitor in
her cool and dainty spare chamber
where she was speedily rosuming all
the airs and graces which had struck
Miss Rumy on their first meeting.
"iou do beat all, Rumy Battles =!
was Mr.. Peet's breathless eNclama
ton. She's got old-fashioned con.
sumption, and you've got her to dc
for rs long as she lives! You'll tot
and slave for her jest Us you did fol
all the rest!'
"Well, ! dom know" said Mis-,
Rumy, vaguely. But as she bustlcG
about her cheerful house her fact
was full Of serene joy.-[The indie
pendent.