New-York tribune., 1895-12-22

| .hroe-ouart Tin nail was already there. Emme-
| In. cor,e burrvins out with a paper bag In ner
hand"
"son,e Of them French pearmains. par, sne
said THEY'RE Jest right to eat now Don 'ou
let um freeze
She had a red shawl held loosely over her heau
! and shoulders. Perhaps she knew that 'he eo'o'
| and the folds made her dark face and plack eyes
| "shou, Off, we'll. She CLAN ced coquettishly AT
the stranger who gravely raised his ha'' 'ooH,ns
| ,ntentIy at her as he did She biusheu pe-
.,h ,ho gaze turned and ran back to the
house.
..vo, ,.st did that 10 git good look at that
! oun. foror Emmerline YOU know you did,, was
| Tho remark that greeted her entrance into the
/ kitchen.
Her mother was standing at the window. gaz-
ing out.
AN, what II I did," was the retort; "aint you
starin at him yourself? He don't look IKE 'iie
fellers round here" the girl went on IN sol'er
vo,ce .He's got kind Of a style of something
that makes him diff Trent
$50 he has" said Mrs. Leeds. an I'm sure
don't see why he wants 10 go into the WOODS VIII"
YOUR father 1t must be jes; as stoopld S IL can
be over TO the wood lot cuttin hoop-o
wish you'd pick up that apple there unaer '''e
stand
| The girl stopped ana SeCuicu tHN "PP'N' "'
she brought to her mother She stood looking
| ar ~ Tho older woman as she industriously
nassed the short "shoe knife round and round
the fruit from which the red skin dropped In the
pan in big curs.
| Emmeline was gazing at her mother in
rather critical way; it seemed to her that THIS
woman must always have had that same gray
sandy hair drawn back in a hard, smaa KNOT
| always the same thin lips with the white MARK
of the scar where dog had bitten her wheh she
was a child; and the knifelike nose win lts HOS
trils nnched in so that wondered II the
owner could breathe through them. There was
sour expression over the whole face
| Involuntarily Emmeline was asking herser H.
by any possibility. she should ever look IKE that'
And she recalled what heI father had told her
| once
you'll never be SO hansome IS your mar was,
| Emmerline. There ain no eiiis iouiiu S0 nun
| some she was.
| Then he had glanced at his wife, who had
| flushed family. and who said nothing. But she
| hadn't scolded for an hour or two after
| .I don't b'lieve she was hansome one grain
was Emmelines verdict now as she STOOD there'
Amt you got nothin' to do shd IKE 10
know" exclaimed her mother. now gancing with
| a frown up at the tall girl.
Rut Emmeline wasn't afraid Of her mother
| She answered easily that she "sposed she couio
go n wash the cabbage n ptaters, n nave uh
ready for dinner: but there want no hurry.
She moved toward the kitchen door. With her
hand on the latch she asked with animation:
"Who do you spose he can be, mar? 1e" see
how he lifted his hat to me-
Yes, l seen him..
There don't nobody lift their hat like that
round here. ~ that lock of hair so kind OF
| b;e fOrehead | II. twas SmOOln,
but twas kind Of ca less like too. He's got what
I call STYLE If Tom Weatherbee comes over to-
night I'll find out all about him.
| "If Tom d ben bright he wouldn't nave
brought that feller anywhere round where you
was" said Mrs. Leeds, with sneer in her voice
The girl didn't care for the sneer. She stood
| leaning against the wall near the door.
| 81 wonder If parl bring him home to supper
| she remarked not as If expecting any answer
| Les have frst-rate supper. mar Hot dough-
nuts m cream biscuit. I'll make um Mar
Emmeline now looked directly at her mother,
who as if impelled by the gaze, raised her own
| eyes exDectantly.
"Tve ben trying to think what that feller
made me think Of" she said. On now I've jest
thought-you can't guess"
mo. can't"
There was subtle excitement coming in the
| girls manner. and her mother felt it. though she
| distinctly resented the fact
Emmeline left the door and advanced into the
| middle of the room.
want it funny" she said hastily. "but when
he took off his hat. n saw his forehead n hair
I thought Of that picture Of Ed Where is that
| picture. mar?'
I'm the top, right hand little drawer in the
desk" was the immediate answer
| Emmeline went to the old desk In the corner Of
ol,rf,.x q M
opened it, There looked at her very animated
ufelike face of boy Of ten or eleven. He had a
peculiarly bright fearless expression. and proud
| pose Of the head
| Mar" said the girl in low voice. "how long
is it now since Ed run away"'
Fifteen years n ten weeks" replied Mrs
Leeds.
She took up another apple. and instead of cut
ting into it she cut her finger.
"I wish you'd bring me a rag from the rag
bag" she said harshly
Emmeline brought the rag and bound up the
finger
'I'l cut the rest of the apples she said.
mo YOU needn't, either. quickly. "Il do um
myself"
Emmeline took the ambrotype again in her
hand and walked to the window with 1t.
His forehead did lock jest like this she re-
peated.
"Emmerne" exclaimed her mother, "how silly
you be. Put the picture up. n go n tend to
them vegetables"
This time the girl obeyed without speaking. But
when she was back again in the kitchen and
washing potatoes at the sink she asked:
What made Ed run away. MARI"
She had always intended to ask this question,
but even she had hitherto been afraid to do
Mrs Leeds laid down her knife and looked up
at her daughter A dull red mounted to her fore
head and made her usually pallid face have a
strange appearance
"Cause" she said, Il told him he shouldn't go
skatn that evenin with the other boys; n |