The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1894-02-02
EBENSBURG FRIDAY FEBRUARY :. 1894

much of her. Acutely conscious of
the demEre laughter in Percy Carr's
dark eyes, Mrs. Martin herUicaily
made known her husbands cousin to
her guests
Miss Martin insisted on going around
the table to shake hands with each
one
And now." decided that frank
young person, I'm eat some dinner. l
didn't have but two bought ham sand
witches on the train, and seemel like
they was all sandwich and no ham.
If, while the meal progressed, her
manner was not all that might have
been expected in Mr.. Martins cousin
her appreciation of the viands was evi-
denced in word and deed. 1t was a re-
lief to Mrs Martin when they al rose
and went into the drawing-ToOm. But
here fresh agonies awaited her; for the
visitor, on being requested by Frank
Sommers to sing. promptly seated her
self at the piano, and, to a mighty
pedal accompaniment, poured her soul
into the rollicking strains of Sunday
Night When the Parlor's Full"
''Oh, thank you!'' said Maud Hamil-
ton, suavely. Il never heard that
song before"
There was ghastly silence.
''Oh, that's nothing" averred Miss
Martin. Il know lots as good We
have an organ at our bouse, and me
and the young man l KEEP comp'ny with
last winter used tC sing all the time
most I'll sing you his favorite 1ow"'
Ana sne Uttered as she swung around
10 the keyboard.
baI crrox.-r,
the strain She could not endure this
much longer-not even for Philips
sake. But even as she cast desperately
around for some possible means IF re
lease the portieres. We're thrust wide.
Miss Ciarissa Martini" announced
the footman.
Into the room came n slender. ele-
CANT figure, richly and sedately
gowned in dark cloth and fur. small.
dainty bonnet rested on a head OF
softly-waved, golden hair. y hand,
looking rs If carved out of marble, was
gracefully extended.
The train was delayed" she ex-
planned. You are Cousin Philips wife,
| know"
Mrs. Martin held the slim fingers as
the drowning hold straws
who" she asked of the figure IL the
piano. are you?"
I'm Miss Jennie Sophronia Martin,
from Hires Hollow"
soft little ripple of mirth ran
around the room.
May | ask. Miss Jennie Sopt ronia
Martin" said Mrs. Martin, coldly, ..to
what | am indebted for the-the EN-
harrassmcut of your visit?''
FTha II5,.-- ILL.,.
opened her eyes and mouth in amaze
menL
Amt you Mrs. Peter Martin. wife
TO the boss drayman, that's my IA hers
second cousin?'
Decidedly not" her hostess assured
her
And explanations followed
u never seen Peters wife" Jennie
Sophronia assured them, but when
Peter was down to Hires Hollow. thi,.
fall. buyin' hogs. he made ma promise
To let me come visit his folks And ]
s'posed the hackman was a-talxin' me
there"
In her sense of immense relief. Mrs
Martin became positively kind. She
ordered the coupe and had her mis-
taken guest driven to her correct
destination. And the others laugh
ingly elaborated the whole affair for
the benefit of lovely, high-bred Clar-
issa Martin. And the evening turned
ont beautifully after all, except per
haps for Mrs. Thurston, who beheld
her worst fears verified.
Your prophecy has been fulfilled"
declared Percy Carr, as he shook
hands with his hostess. ''She is en-
trancing. l have fallen in love at first
sight"
She arched her pretty eyebrows.
with Jennie Sophronia of dire's
Hollow?" she asked, quizzically.
NO; with your husbands cousin.
Oh, You needn't laugh, nor look in
credulouS- I'm tremendously IL ear
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