The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1895-10-22

known MS 'Fin'9, "what did You ex.
pect? | told you, didn't 1? that it was
out on the shores of Lake Umbagog,
without II house for two miles
around?"
"Oh, yes, know" said Cynthia,
with little shudder, "but / 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 solitudcl"
''N QUILL get used to it artcr awhile. -
said Uncle Fin, who was cleaning his
gun barrel with piece of one of his
old shirts. 81 did"
"But you aren't a woman, Uncle
Fin.
81 declare to goodness, never
thought of that - said the old man,
with chuckle. cit is pretty rough
on woman to have nobody to talk to
now, isn't it? Wal, if you'll get
into the boat nrtcr supper, I'll take
you over to see Indian Oscclita. It's
only three miles round the point, and
she III show you how to staff birds, and
do fancy work with their quilts. and
play on the l2andoiine, and all that
sort of thing. Shes right smart
gal, Oscelita is, and pretty into the
bargain. She's Pilot Johns darter,
and her mother was the handsomest
Indian woman hereabout.
'ThaulI you said Miss Cynthia,
drawing herself ur, "but ! am not yet
1,,,, l.
ton of an Indian squaw.'
"Oh, go along!' said good-natured
Uncle Fin. cosy amt that. Her
mother was as white as most white
women, and her fathers n fine-lookin'
ld chap yet. He was Maine lumber
IAN till he took to runnin' the little
1eamer through the lakes. | lust
ish you could sec the pretty little
.bin they live III, all covered with
orning Slories.
81 have no desire to see it" said
-nthia, pursuing mp her thin lips.
"Ossy is comm round here some
Y to visit you, she says" hazarded
Gle Fin.
She may as we'll save herself the
uble," observed Miss Copley.
Oh.h-h ~ said Uncle Fin, with n
llonged whistle. you're too cen.
TO scrlpe spoons with Indian Os.
eta, eli? Well, ! do declare there
at 10 iinIin' ont the ways Of wo.
NJ"
n he laughed Mt intervals all the
cYE r. aud chuehlel between whites.
tdA intense discontinue OF his
faCyntbia Coplcy had been .hc
vilAgeressm1ker % Weldon Falls. i'm
thdStc of Rhode Island, until n
new pd more Rcutcol Interpreter
of The hhions crowded her out.
Clereyero eleven Of them in the
hous"ho. most, and when Cynthia
came hoi, with rucking cough and
nothing DO, it made little awk-
warducsg.
But iu then arrived Uncle Fin,
brown. inning and uproariously
goOd-natuI
"Eleyetch?' nc said to his caro-.
worn brOtr. "Jnsi the RIGHT num-
Der; not o too many. And il Gym
thia's delitc, just send her out TO
spcud srtucr with me on the shores
of Lake lbagog. ThaPH set her
right If alhing will Why, bless
your henrtmau, there's health in
ovcry whifJi the pine woods, and
red checks every gale that comes
across the werl ! 1.-Two there alone,
like Robins, Crusoo; but it amt u
bad place, n Cyntlty'll be as well
came os howe in May"
So Cynthia opley packed her war
drobe Of irilla nounces, Jerseys and
other femininoppurtenances, with n
set Of croquet 4 an outfit OF Lawn
tennis, some slving boards and DO.
lanic6l cases, n the. last new novels,
and came to 10 Umbazog.
"Of course TIE are plenty Of tour