The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1895-09-24

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SA#aSsgge ~ herer' said Gym
SS@ER ~ thia Corley, dole
G@SS@XASSgSSS fully.
UMzsssSM8ffTSMeS Good crea,
~ G0W'VNS tion!" retorted
Uncle Phineas flor shortness
known as "Fin'N, what did you ez-
pect? I told you, didn't? ? that it was
out on the shores of Lake Umbagog,
without 8 house for two miles
around?"
lob, yes, I know" said Cynthia,
with little shudder, f'but I didn't
know about the bald eagles scream
ing, and the horrid mooses with their
big horns, and the lap-lap Of the water
on the shore! / declare, sometimes
it seems as if should go mad in this
horrible solitude!'
You'll get used to it arter awhile, "
said Uncle Fin, who was cleaning his
gun barrel with piece Of one Of his
old shirts. 81 did
t'But you aren't a woman, Uncle
Fin"
Il declare to goodness, I never
thought of thatl' said the old mai,
with chuckle. s'It is pretty rough
on woman to have nobody to talk to
new, isn't it? Wal, if you'll get
into the boat arter supper, I'll take
YOU over to see Indian Oscelita. It's
only three miles round the point, and
she'll show you how to staff birds, and
do fancy work with their quills, and
play on tie laan1oiine, and all that
sort of thing. She's right smart
gnl, Oscelita is, and pretty into the
bargain. She's Pilot Johns darter,
and her mother was the handsonest
Indian woman hereabout.'
Thank you,' said Miss Cynthie,
drawing herself up, "but am not yet
reduced so low as TO seek the asso ,la-
ton Of an Indian sqnaw.
"Oh, 60 along!' said good-natured
Uncle Fin. '"Oss7 amt that. Her
mother was as white as most white
women, and her fathers g fne-lookin'
old chap yet. He was Maine lumber
mnn till he took to runnin' tbs lisila
steamer through the lakes. Just
wish YOU could see the pretty little
cabin they live in, all covered with
mornirg.glories. >
'T have no desire to see it, said
Cynthia. purs;ug up her thin lips.
s'Ossy is comm round hece some
;ls7 to visit you, she says hazar1el
Uncle Fin.
''Sbe may as we'll save herself the
trouble" observed Miss Ccpley.
cob h-h." sail Uucle Fin, with a
prolonged whistle. "You're too gen
tcel to scrape spoons with Iudian Os-
.elita. eli? Well, I do declare there
amt no tinliu' out the ways q wo.
menl'
AMI he laughed at Intervals ai! the
evening. and chacHled between wailes.
to the intense disco:n i!ur, ot his
uiece.
Miss Cynthia Copley mad been :le
village lrassmaker a. Vel Ion F.;il5, 10
the State OF Rhole Island. until q
newer anl more gentsel iats7pretse
osthe fashions scrovdel her out.
There were eleven Of them in the
household nest, and when Cynthia
c,..:.c home, with racking cough aad
nothing to do, it made little awi;~
warlness.
But Just then arrived Uncle Fin,
browp. beaminS and up-oariously
gooa-naturel.
ssEleveD. eh:'' he said to his care.
worn brother. Just the right num-
Der: not one too many. And If Gym
thia's delicate, just send her out to
spend a summer with me on the shores
OF Lake Umbagog. That'll set her
right, if anything will. Why, bless
your heart, man, there's health in
every Whit OF the pine woods, and
red cheeks in every gale that comes
across the water! I live there slore,
IKE ronlcson Crusoe; but 1t Amt
lad place. and CvntlIy'il be as wei
came ss aac--e--s IL May"
50 Cynthia Copley packed her war
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