The Penn's Grove record., 1896-06-26

old. they stood blankly regarding her
but Glare came forward with the
race of a young duchess.
GOOD evening, gentlemen. Pray
.ome a little nearer to the nrg ,
hardly supposed that in the stprm
bound strangers who sought shelter
uer 1 was to welcome old acquaint
lnces."
"But. Miss NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
N glad to see you. I'm sure STAN.
mered Mr.. Gillette, awkwardly-"out
what can you possibly be doing In sucn
1 place as thisT"
"Didn't Moses tell your she asked
demureiy. ~ am doing the ous
work here"
aMlss-Mlss wintringhamr"
"well, why notf"
Mr.. Gillette had no reply ready; ne
only rubbed his hands, smiled feeply
and advanced toward the blaze, while
Mr.. Hood was exchanging In urn mis-
greeting with the former helress.
at is a surprise, Miss Wintringhsm,
to see you here" he said. frankly, ID
q o agreeable one"
And Glare wondered In her hear
what new mood of gallantry had taken
away all Frank Hoods awkwardness.
ut 10 as good as a tableau,' she
thought, gleefully, when Hood had
explained to her that unexpected Dusi'
ness had taken them across the country
In the dead Of winter, thus bringing
about SO entirely u~nanticipated a meet
ing, and she had gone into the outer
kitchen to get cream for the table. And
as she stood there skimming of the
golden accumulation which followed
her spoon In thick leathery folds, she
beard Gellette's voice speaking.
"Of course the father has failed, n
they've lost everything, A great pity,
for with that face she might have mar
ried we'll"
"And what is to prevent her marry
Ing well now?" Frank Hoods slow, de
nberate tones answered.
my dear fellow, we must all look
out for the main chance. In fact, j
was once a little smitten myself, but OF
course it's quite out of the question
now"
Mr.. Hood did not reply; and Clare
as she stood there with burning cheeks,
was glad that he did not.
But when she came back to preside at
The tea table, with Moses Peckham
a~emocratically seated at the lower
end, she was as composed as ever.
The storm continued In undated VIC
lence for two days, during which time
Mr.. Gillette yawned v e the weeks
old newspapers, smoked his cigar beside
the fire and systematically ignored
Miss Wintrlngham's presence.
ga 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 hef
clean the windows, wiped the dishes,
wen essayed to sweep the floors. And
Glare. though she declared he was
more Of a hindrance than a help,
seemed to like It.
On the third day the weather cleared
yloriously, and Moses Peckham
brought round the strangers horses.
"Come, Hood" said Gillette, Inn
patiently, "are you going to stand
there all day, making adieusf"
BE of as quick as you like said
Hood, calmly, ~ am not going"
"Not going? But business
Hang %busInessF" was the %unaccount.
nble reply. What do l care for bust.
pess7 Miss Wintringham has prom
Used to be my wife, and my business Is
here just at present"
And when Harvey GILLETTE was gone
Glare told her lover the truth. Atlhrst
Frank was half inclined tone yexed.
But you want me- Trunk. don't
you" said Glaye, with the prettiesi
ssSseeSeafHg way in the world.
"Of course I do" said Frank. "But.
darling, ] had such a bright little
dream of love in a cottage"
"And 1t shall all come true" said
Glare, "in spite of the twelve hundred
a year."-New York Daily News.