Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1895-09-06

known as ''Fin'1, "what did you ex-
pect? [ told you, didn't? that it was
ont on the shores Of Lake UmbagOg,
without house for two miles
around?"
"Oh, yes. I know said Cynthia,
with n little shudder, "but didn't
know about the bald eagles scream
ing. and the horrid mooses with their
bio horns, and the lap-lap of the water
ON the shorel 1 declare, sometimes
it seems as if l 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"
"But you aren't a woman, Uncle
Fin.
"I declare to goodness, I never
thought of thatr' said the old man,
with chuckle. "It is pretty rough
ON n woman to have nobody to talk to
now. isn't it? Wal, if you'll get
into the boat arter supper, I'll take
vou over to see Indian Oscelita. It'l
only three miles round the point, ano
she'll show you how to stuff birds, anc
do fancy work with their quilts, anC
play on the Nandoline, and all thai
sort of thing. She's right smar'
pol, Oscelita is, and pretty into the
bargain. She's Pilot Johns darter
and her mother was the handsomeS
Indian woman hereabout. "
.'Thank you," said Miss Cynthia
drawing herself UP, 'but l am not ye
reduced so low as to seek the associa
ton of an Indian squaw."
"Oh, 60 along!" said good-nature'
Uncle Fin. "Ossy amt that. lie
mother was as white as most whit
women, and her fathers tine-lookin
old chap yet. lie was q Maine lumber
man till he took to runnin' the littl
steamer through the lakes. L JUS
wish YOU could see the pretty llttl
cabin they live i'll, all covered wit
morning-glories.
T have no desire to see it," sal
Cynthia, pursing up her thin lips.
ks"Ossy is comm round here som
day to visit you, she says" hazarde
Uncle Fin.
"She may as we'll save herself th
trouble" observed Miss Copley.
"Oh.h-h!" said Uncle Fin, with
prolonged whistle. You're too gel
teel to scrape spoons with Indian y
celita. ell? Well, do declare thel
amt no fndin' out the ways OF W
men!"
And he laughed at intervals all tt
evening. and chuckled between while
to the intense discontinue OF b
niece. =,
Miss Cynthia Copley had been 4
village dressmaker at Weldon Falls,
the State of Rhode Island, until
newer and more gcnteel interpret
of the fashions crowded her out.
There were eleven of them In t.
household nest, and when Cynth
came home, with racking cough al
nothing to do, it made little aw
wardness.
But Just then arrived Uncle Fl
brown, beaming and uprOarlous
good-natured.
"EIeven, eh?" he said to his cal
worn brother. "Just the right nul
ber; not one too many. And If Oy
thia's delicate, just send her out
speud summer with me on the shol
OF Lake Umbagog. ThatIl set u
right, if anything will. Why, Die
your heart, man, there's health
every Whit of the pine woods, a
red cheeks in every gale that CON
across the water l live there aloI
like Robinson Crusoe; but 1t ain
bad place. and Cynthy'll be as W
came as flowers III May"
So Cynthia Copley packed her Wi
drobe of irills, founces, Jerseys a
other feminine appurtenances, Will
set of croquet and au outfit OF !av
tennis, some shelving boards and
tanica! cases, and the last new move
and came to Lake Umbagog.
ieOf course there are plenty OF TO