Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1898-04-14
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uine pride in you, sissy, and I told her
you was some punkins. "
"Oh, motherv'
well, you are. And, oh, good gra-
cious, if you only could get to your ar
mo- and slip inter that little pink wrap
per. 1t JUS makes you look like a doll.
But you can't, with Mrs Chambliss
settin smack bang ag'inst the armo'
do, and them dressed SO nice.
Don't worry about that, mother.
am not competing with Mrs. Chambliss
and her daughter. I suppose they have
come to say something stupid about that
accident.
II reckon Daughter"-
Liza had got as far as the door. She
turned at the pleading sound.
Don't get up OH your stills, honey.
Amy Chambliss is good, sweet, sensi-
BILE girl, if she is tho only daughter Of
ole 81 Chnmbliss, and him worth mint
of money. If she wants to be your friend
your real. lovin girl friend, like Ga
br'ella Strong would a-been all her life
If the dear Master hadn't taken her
to hisself-don't turn cold shoulder to
her, my dear You need somethin that
me and the boys and Eben can't supply.
I've found that much out. and it sorter
grieves me, darlin."
Liza came back and pressed soft
kiss on her mothers weather beaten
forehead.
1T is nothing that Miss Chambliss
can supply either, mother.
II amt go shore. There's no Known.
Now go, my swectio They'll get plumb
tuckercd out waitin.
She stood in the pantry door, watch
Ing with proud satisfaction the swift,
cool grace with which Liza Invested
herself Of her bib apron, brushed the
evidences OF cakemaking from her pref
ty white hands and composedly entered
the august presence Of the Dell place
folks"
II do believe that girl could face the
lion in Dane den without a quake.
She Is as cool as cucumber" After
which equivocal tribute to the Cham
bliss ladies Mrs Martin applied herself
to the forsaken cake batter with re-
sounding vigor, but with divided atten-
tion.
And while her own mother was nerv
ously specializing concerning the social
distinction bestowed upon her by this
call Liza was sitting composedly, ac-
cepting the graciously worded acknowl-
edgments of Randall Chambliss' mother
and sister.
The ordeal was short and severe. Mrs
Chambliss sighed with relief when she
found herself once more in her own
carriage rolling toward the mansion
house, where they were to dine with
the Strongs.
II am glad it is over. That awful
Mrs Martin! ] hope Randall will let US
alone now. The girl is a very peculiar
product.
"a very handsome one, and her COM
posure positively enviable. like her,
mamma.
Eyes? I see nothing particularly OBJ
jectionable about her. "
Amy laughed maliciously. "Unless it
is the danger Of Rams falling in love
with her.
Mrs. Chambliss' soft, flexible voice
dropped to that low, intense pitch
which was a sure indication of her
wrath.
"You will oblige me, Amy, by for.
bearing any more jests on that subject
They are in exceedingly poor taste. If
Randall were not almost woman hater,
! should still have no fears of his so far
forgetting himself and his family ira
ditions as to fall in love with an over!
seer's daughter.
Amy was drumming on the carriage
glass ut her side, making dumb music.
She turned bright face to her mother.
"What is that old rigmarole, mani
ma, about King Cophetua loving the
beggar maid? 1t won't come back to me
at command. believe Cophetua was
something Of woman hater If there
ever was such thing. doubt it. y
And then they were at the big house,
and the governor was handing them
from the carriage with the stately cour-
tesy of a Sir Charles Grandson.