New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1896-05-17

c,o,. ro, her Moro from Great Medders stayin
with her-girl with great ayes that seem ~ nnw
faller to guide her n take care OF mel ye na~
FelIers like to have girl make um feel that way
Nvra Fosters one Of them kind. Myra sot out
that she didn't want to take care Kacnel 1--WE
but she'd do everything else. She told hacnei I'M.
right fore Ridwell m OF course, Bid was glad
'nough t. say he'd come over twice ga! II Sc
TO the fowls | tell you when he amt busy, ina
twice day business takes mp pout inc ", WIZ ,he
time. She want with him Wheh ne went " '''
deepo this afternoon, was she!
want? Wall. she goes out real often behind
them brown HOSES of ne. She's kinder taKin
guess you'll like her irst-rate. Then VIII o.. a"
abrupt change "Opery gon' on Jest the same
thought that the sooner expaneu no" o,,tiine
of the case But found that could not sPeah
very freely because my father did not seem the
same. ,, 80
deepened. A,o
There was lamp lighted on the kitchen table
and mother stirring up some creamy Tar
tar biscuit for supper .
She gave me a Joyful glance when went up 10
her and stood for moment with my arm apou,
her. | was continually thinking. what IL shoulu
say, Mother I'm married. married tna' tehoi
singer Mr.. Hildreth.'
I hoped that when had been home few days
l should cease TO have these words In mind -,
And when Vane me. perhaps the adj
dress on the envelope would tell the story; then
would explain everything.
While we three were sitting at the supper table
the door opened that led into the woodroom and
light steps came quickly toward the Kitchen
Some one who was very much at home was COM
ing The kitchen door was flung open and young
girl entered with little run that brought her 10
fathers chair. She paused with her hand on his
shoulder.
''Oh, Uncle Lem she began: then she seemed
to see me for the first time and she did not go on
with her speech
She was certainly very pretty. with what !
thought gaudy, uninterestng prettiness OF pink
and white. She had a way Of arching her brows
and opening her blue eyes very wide with a baby
stare that wasn't agreeable at all. and why did
she call father Uncle Lem? He not her uncle.
Who was she. anyway? Father seemed pleased
to have her come to him in this way. He put his
hand up and patted her fingers that lay on his
shoulder.
Il didn't know you had company" she said.
'Oh this s only Billy" was the reply. she's
be- In the opery business for a spell"
rs 1t Billy? Well. why don't you tell her I'm
Myra?'
She walked around the table and held ont her
hand to me. bit OF n hand that took. though
did not to take It,
How do you do. Miss FOSTER" asked formally.
''Oh pray don't call mo Miss Foster" she ex
claimed I'm just Myra. that's all. I d'know
what Bid would say To hear me called Miss
Foster'-here she gurgled n laugh-"do you.
Uncle Lem? Amt 1t funny to be called Miss
FOSTER
Almighty funny. declare" said father. Won't
We Sc down m have come hot biscuit? My wife
knows how to make biscuit"
Though father said this he eating very
little himself and he used 10 be very fond of his
food. taking enormous quantities
81 don't care II ! do" said the newcomer. Don't
you git up. Aunt S'rssy"-as mother made
movement 10 rise-'I'll git my plate n cup
She tripped into the pantry and came back with
the articles she had mentioned
Cro BE ContnueD.