Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1897-08-30

! Tg,.gssf' ~ TSs$# round eyes glis-
vi tAe2SiyS Asstss a >eGssg tened like pale blue
HERfIsiE NsINWr marbles. The Wild
%NsiG owPurvey took her
hands out of the batch of biscuits she
was kneading up and hurriedly shook
the flour off her arms.
What is it, Mimy?" said she. ANY
thing wrong about his room?"
THE Lord only knows" said Je-
NINA, evidently much excited.
Where is he?"
"A-walllin' up an down the best back
parlor like wild beast, ma'am, at
| show!"
"Bless my soul!" painted Mrs. Purvey;
what can have happened?"
And hastily Strengthening her cap
ribbons and tying on ruflled black silk
apron the Widow Purvey made haste to
give audience to her best boarder.
The Widow Purvey was fat, fair and
so, with little capital. which she had
invested in furniture for boarding
house, and very fairly she succeeded, on
the whole, especially since Mr.. Marlowe,
a whimsical old bachelor engaged in
the China tea trade. had taken her best
front room at her own price.
Gents are always better than la
dies" said Mrs. Purvey to her intimate
friend, Miss Larkspur, the milliner.
Mrs. HYDE is the only lady in INV cs-
tablishment now, and although she's
quite genteel-French teacher in
young ladies' school, shall give her Il
months notice tbe very minutc bror
of nm el;gible single gentIemon 70 to1Io
her place"
"Ain't she reg,lar novo" os1,ed Mic.
Larlspur sninninp off bios niecas of
silk.
"Oh. YES, reg'lar enough but never
did fancy these na1n st,,cl[-nn cI,;ts tbo+
have seen better dovs and weor turned
sill, and dyed o1ovesI She oin,t n bit
hetter tbon er, and vo+ sbo ol,rous
has that nntronizino, woy with ber that
you'd thinl, she was n nrincass and W.,
her hired maids.
And tbus motte-s e+ood an +bo oo+o-
ber morning when the Widow Purvev
hurried nm to the bacl; porIor vrbero NJ,
GoofTrov Morlo,ye n fpo-Iool,i,,or nan.
tlemon with n baa1tbv freeb co1or and
iron-grny wbisleers. wos WALKING nm
and down with his hands in his pocl,ots
"You've been n Iono fine coming Mrs
Puryev" said he n littIn irnorionsIv
"I'm sorry TO keen Won wnitinm sir
said the widow. all in y tIntter
"Sit down " eai1 Mr. M,rlou,o ma
ticninG her towards y oboir ar hoyo
somethirg of graat ;roror+onoo 20 s,,,
TO voII."
"Now he is poinq to toll me tbot tbo
nl,co don,t eni+ ond ha,s ,,,i,,r, -
chonpe his boordino house =" e,i1 1trs
Puryev to herself foe,irg her be,rt
heat within ber. bu+ ebo on1v sn,iIod
foin+1v md soid. .Tndood,"
"It,s n LITTLE enbarrossino - so,d Mr.
Nnrlowe. feeling his wbislcrs dn-
biouslv.
"Don,t mind mo sir soid >trs prr-
vev.
"The fact is" said Mr.. Norloyc. "J'm
thinking of making chance"
"I'm sorry the place don't suit Won
sir" faltered fine widow.
But it does" said Mr.. Marlowe. az
shall not leave YOU. Mrs. Purvev. Your
mugalatawnev SCUM suits me cxoctlv
and you've caught nv precise ideos on
salad dressing and curry souce. No
The change of which I speak refers TO
-ahem!-another thing, Mrs. Purvey."
ia, SIR" said Mrs Purvey, simpering.
"You and aren't feather-headed
young people, Mrs. Purvev, to plav
mock modest, are wc?" said the bach
clor. $50 may as well be frank. lam
thinking of marrying, Mrs. Purvey!"
"Dear mel" said the landludy, looking
down at the patterns of the carpet.
"And I dare say YOU can guess 10
whom" said Mr.. Marlowe, in high good
| humor.
Mrs. Purvey twisted her black silk
apron string around and around, hardly
able to believe her own ears.
ia, sir" faltered she, I'm sure 7