The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-11-27

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berries and cream, drove about the
green country roads IN tho luxurious
phaoton. or played aud sang IN the
cool parlors-ior there was piano
and plenty Of music at their disposal
SO happy aud oontentod we're they
that they could tbiuk Of the month
ending only with groan.
They put the unweloome thought
aside, and enjoyed the present They |
had no neighbors, and they didn't |
want any. They wore cool wrappers
OIL day, read in the hammooks, braided |
their hair down their backs, and lin
gored for two mortal hours at their
meals.
But in these days Of liberty and
abandon came the long rain-storm.
Tho rain came down in sheets-tor-
rents 1t was a deluge
The girls watched it from their
chamber window
From a direction beyond their
range two sturdy pedestrians, protect
ed by q single umbrella, marched
nrm-in-arm through the merciless fall
Of water.
Very stupid of me, Alan; but I
thought we could make the six miles,
and get to my sisters house before
the rain fairly set in. But here we
are blowing our way through the
water like a couple OF porpoises If
YOU hadn't been sick-Pm afraid
you'll get your death. "
g "Never mind, Lance. I'm dry as
yet. 1 see a glimpse of white among
n the trees. Is that the house?"
r eyes, that's the cottage. Helen is
y master hand at hot negus.
. You'll be all right in a minute, my
boy"
You're Drowned mp so by your sea
h trim, Lance, I dou't believe your sisterl
know you.
- "Salt water agrees with me bettel
IL than fresh-thats fact. i"
j. BY the time they reached the Pan
sizes, the raiustorm had increased t.
-" such violence that Mr.. Laurenc
Leighton burst open the door withou
+ much ceremony, and hurriedly reliev
nd ing themselves of umbrellas, ovel
nd shoes and dripping coats in the hull
If they proceeded to the parlor, wher
on the open piano, flowers and boob
about gave the apartment the a
to which Mrs Willoughby's brother W
accustomed.
lily "Helen IS somewhere about, Ala
I'll find her in minute.
E." Meanwhile the girls had heard t
a sounds of intrusion with unspeakal
re- dismay
"Robbers!" breOthed Nab.
the 'Lunnticsl" whispered Ethel.
Ethel looked as if she was going
let faint. Mab's black eyes flashed. 5
the picked up porasol, and march
,re- down stairs. Ethel catching
gar spirit of resistance, caught up pol
and and followed.
the Lance, who was about leaving
parlor in search OF his sister, retrea
in dismay before the appearance
these fair but very eccentric-look
TO strangers.
Will "Sirs," cried Nab, "what does
,nts, mean? What are you here for?'
after "Madam - ladies -" stamme
Lance, looking at the parasol
poker.
edith "a mistake !" murmured Alan w
ford.
.,,,9 "What mistake?" demanded NJ
+ho "This is our house. BY what r
are you here?"
pardon, but I left my sister,
Helen Willoughby--"
real "She vacated the premises
too. than a fortnight ago. "
Q see "Then pray excuse mel am
truding. LINN Mr.. Laurence L.
F" ton this is my friend, Mr.. Vest
,ratu. in whose yacht I have lately TAX
had sea.trip. We landed only this n
o for ing, and have had no late news Of
Iobby sisters movements. l supposed
and was here. We have just walked
rr.t,,rsida nvertokeu bv the Al