The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1894-05-11

often noticed u.
farmhouse. This morning | saw a
young girl come out of the green side
door with basket of clothes.
"Iard pull that for young ono, :"
says l to myself, and took another
look at her.
She had on some kind of blue
frock, with the sleeves rolled up, and
her hair was brown, shining gold like
in the sun rs she bent to the basket
now on the ground, and drew out n
sheet and began to put it on the line
Well, p'raps you wouldn't believe it,
sir, but kept thinking about tile girl
all day, and when made my return
trip L stared with all my might ut the
clothes hanging there.
But they just tapped back, kind OF
disdainful, and l didn't catch glimpse
of what | wanted to see.
was making then a round trip nnl
n half II day, SO stayed every other
night i'll Chewboro, the town next that
where my girl in blue lived.
Well, that being my Chewboro oven
ing, | walked six miles and beck to
pass the old gray farmhouse.
L saw her, too, for, Ms l was sittip1
on the stone wall opposite the house.
resting and speculating rs to Who she
w0s, slle-came- -t0--the- window and
looked out at the moon.
All the next day I kept thinking
how pretty she looked with her nrmp
raised to hang the sheet, and how tho
Light glistened on her hair, anl hov
she had leaned forward to look up at
the mocn, and that night - that waa
my Boston night spen. in rcscuing
her from the coils Of bon constructor.
only to hnd her tho next minute in
danger OF being crushed by freight
car. The heroic acts performed that
night would make n volume.
The next day, on my second trip, l
thought L caught n glimpse OF tina.
blue gown flying around tho corner.
Says I to myself:
This thing must stop, Sam. or you'll
be getting iuto trouble somo day.
You'll be forgetting to slow up over
that trestle, and thcroll DO big head.
lines in the paper, Owing to tho onrc.
lessness OF tho enginoor Booro OF
souls hurled into eternityi'
''No, says !, "this won't do. Either
the girls worth frettin3 about or sho
amt and the best thing for you to do,
Sam, is to find out which right Of"
So that evening Mt supper l opened
kinder gently with the lnndlHdy.
"Good farming country round
here" says ]. You SEQ, l hadn't boon
on that branch very long, no the ro-
mark seemed natural enough.
"Um," says Mrs. Grubb, hard ut
work on piece Of becfstoak to set q
good example to the boarders.
81 notice some fine trees along by
Chewboro," says J, mentioning tho
town where my blue girl lived.
'Um," from tho lnndlndy. again
hard ut work.
'There's one especially handsome
one in front OF On old house bey.nd the
trestle. on tho right; over noticed it9'
says | as careless ns could, but wait.
ing quito hrontlpesa fo- her anowcr
IIcacou otucKpoIuR, yea.
".5taokpolc,' repeated aloud. T
uscd to know somo Stackpolc~, which
was truo enough, only they wcro two
y youh6 NV" III VIZ VoAhouSe uOwn i'll
Maine. "Stnckpolc, Stackpolc, what 8
the deacon's family"
Nothing but his wife nnl grand.
daughter.
80, yos." says !. quito coroleas.
"5ecms to mo I've seen littlo girl
playing round"
Little girl" shouted Mrs. Grubb,
forgetting her beefstcak in her oagcr.
ness, "she's soventoon il sho's day,
ana good tnll girl for her ngc, and
great help to her grandmother, can
tell you"
At which for some unknown reason
I folt much pleased.
"And she's all-hrod protty." added
Jim Stokes, the engineer on 110, Mt
which / felt OH equally strango and
sudden desire to kick him
put on my other suit and new
blue nccktie the girls used to say
looked pretty we'll in blue nooktie -
and | started out for my six-mile
tramp.
| hadn't ma lie ali these preparations
for nothing, you may no sure. pro.
posed to do something moro than sit
on the stone wall that evening.
There was light in tho sitting Dom
when l came III sight OF tho house, and
Piucked up courage and knocked at
tho door.
don't mind telling you that wb;le
was waiting for somebody TO ooma I
felt kind of weak about tho knees and