Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1895-04-13
A LOVE STORY.

ever seen IN my lie, said Nell low
ers. "a square stone house, all over
grown with woodbine that has turned
to crimson with the first autumn frosts,
and standing all alone in the leafy
wilderness. And beautiful woman,
dressed in white, with the face of a
young girl and the silver hair Of an
aged crone, sitting on the step, with
a lap full OF ferns and moses and au-
tumn leaves. And | think, Rupert,
she must be crazy, for she looked at
me in the queerest way. without ans
wering when spoke to her.
Il dare say, my dear. its some old
woman out nutting." said Mr.. Towers.
as he pared one of the great crimson
checked peaches that were piled in a
basket on the table and Hanked by a
glass pitcher of cream.
Il shall go then and sketch the place
tomorrow, if | have time.' said Mrs.
Towers enthusiastically Il never re-
gretted anything so much in my life
as that | hadn't my portfolio with me
this afternoon"
The landlord who had just brought
in big log, of moss fringed wood for
the open fire. looked at the landlady,
who was brushing crumbs off the law
ender scented table cloth. The land
lady looked back at her husband.
''It's Barbara" said he.
"Of course it's Barbara" nodded
she.
"And who, may venture to ask, is
Baibara:" questioned Mr.. Towers
Superb peaches, these, my dear"
"Well, sir, everybody hereabouts
knows Barbara answered mine host.
"She's been crazy these ten years"
'"""s"' so' SAT" MrS. lowers
Poor thing. and why do they let her
wander about at large?'
o"' III" "''' sue wo"'uh har'h
fly interposed Mrs. Wedderburn,
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manufacturing company mere once
""' u was '"'''e" III tue panic o' 1906
anu '"ere 'io' oee" I'LL ounce ei pow
uer III Tue P'"ce lot h'ty years. It's a
picturesque "'" rum ma am as you
yo"'se'' "oserVea' an" artis's IKE 10
'Ne'o" "' i"e'e "se'' 10 oe picnic
parties 'here' ma am oefore-out
neciare. M getting ahead OF my
story
ahd' leaning her plump comfort
ao'e elbows OH the taDie' Mrs. Wedder-
pu'n went o'i'
len years ago we mai the most
successful summer season that ever we
knew; up III the Catskills the houses
were crowded-and some OF the young
gentlemen tourists actually camped
OUT IN the barn nights. And Bar
bara was here helping me-the rose of
the Catskills, one OF my young gentle
man guests called her, and somehow
II grew INTO a by-word. And 1t coax
ing and hattering could turn Il girls
head, barbara was III a fair way to be
turned. Not that can accuse her OF
flirting or CARRYING on-that wasn't
barbara way-she Just went quietly
ncr OuSlileSS ami never said