Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-07-01

old, they stood blankly regarding her.
but Glare came forward with the
grace of q young duchess.
Good evening. gentlemen. Pray
.ome a little nearer to tho fire. J
hardly supposed that In the storm
found strangers who sought shelter
aer I was to welcome old acQuaint
ances."
But, Miss Wintringham-exceeding
" glad to see you. I'm sure," stam-
mered Mr.. Gellette. awkwardly-"but
what can you possibly be doing In such
Z place rs this?"
"Didn't Moses tell your SIZE asked
demurely. II am doing the house
work here"
"Miss-Miss Wintr1nghamT
"Well, why not"
Mr.. Gillette had no reply ready; he
only rubbed his hands, smiled feebly
and advanced toward the blaze, while
Mr.. Hood was exchanging In turn his
greeting with the former heiress.
1T is a surprise. Miss Wintringham,
to see you here" he said, frankly, but
a very agreeable one"
And Clare wondered In her hear
what new mood of gallantry had taken
away all Frank Hoods awkwardness
"It Is as good as a tableau," she
thought, gleefully, when Hood had
explained to her that unexpected busi-
ness had taken them across the country
in the dead Of winter, thus bringing
about so entirely unanticipated meet
ing, and she had gone into the outer
kitchen to get cream for the table. And
as she stood there skimming off the
golden accumulation which followed
her spoon in thick leathery folds, bhe
heard Gellette's voice speaking.
..Of course the father has failed, and
they've lost everything. A great pity.
for with that face she might have mar
ried WELL"
"And what Is to prevent her marry
ing well now" Frank Hoods slow, de-
liberate tones answered.
my dear fellow, we must all look
out for the main chance. In fact,
was once a little smitten myself, but OF
course it's quite out of the question
now."
Mr.. Hood did not reply; and Glare
as she stood there with burning cheeks.
was glad that he did not.
But when she came back to preside at
she tea table, with Moses Peckham
iemocratically seated at the lower
end. she was MS composed as ever.
The storm continued in unabated vio
ience for two days. during which time
Mr. Gellette yawned over the weeks
DID newspapers, smoked his cigar beside
the fire and Systematically ignored
Miss Wintringham's presence.
"a fellow mustn't let himself get en-.
tangled" was his mental reflection.
Frank Hood, however, reasoned
otherwise. He haunted Clare's foot.
steps with persistency; he helped hel
clean the windows, wiped the dishes,
even essayed to sweep the floors. And
Clare. though she declared he was
more Of n hindrance than n help,
seemed to like it.
On the third day the weather cleared
yloriously, and Moses Peckham
brought round the strangers horses.
"Come. Hood" said Gellette, inn
patiently, "are you going to stand
there all day, making adieus7"
BE Off as quick as you like" said
Hood, calmly, Il am not going"
Not going? But business"
"IInng busipessr' was the unaccount
able reply What do I care for busi
ness? Miss Wintringham has prom.
Ised to be my wife. and my business is
here Just IT present"
And when Harvey Gelette was gone
Glare told her lover the truth. At first
Frank was half inclined to be vexed.
Put you want me, Frank. don't
you:" said Glare, with the prettiesi
,oaXing way in the world.
.'Of course I do" said Frank. But
darling. l had such a bright little
dream Of love in cottage"
"And it shall all come true" said
Clare. lin spite of the twelve hundred
n ycar.'-New York Daily News.