Arizona republican., 1898-12-17
Number Six s
 Sister.
BY BERNARD BIGSBY.
(Continued From Yesterday0

] y NAN''A1NNh ing at his big, brown eyes, blind from
 his childhood.
 The river which flows at their feet is the St. Clair, the deepest, broadest, clearcst stream in Michlgan-I had nearly said in the world. Wonder thriving town is the new city of Glastonbury. and the duslly cloud, which blurs tho landscape ten miles away, IS, the smoke from the chimneys of the village of Havana.
 The young folks sit in quiet converse, evidently enjoying the delicious breeze, which comes from the broad river to fan their checks.
 There approaches and passes them a blackboard wagon, drawn by a pair of ponies which, poor beasts, though they tug with heads bent low, hardly accom- plish the barcst apology for motion. Not that the load is hcavy-simply two mon, who sit upon tho low seat of the vehicle with knees high up. on which they rest their elbows, as they gaze wearily at the efforts of the horses, sinking at every step deeper into the yielding sand.
 These mon have no appreciation of the beauty of the landscape, no ear for the melody of blacl1birl or Oriole, no delight in the fiower-laden wind which waits it's grateful incense over them.
 One of them is about fifty years of age. dressed in the garb of a western farmer, with 2 face so hard and ex- pressionless that it might have been carved out of Q block of wood; the Oth- CT, young man more Spruccly attired, with hair as black as jet, glossy and curly, eyes large and eloquent. com pleIion swarthy-altogcthcr q figure characteristic of his race. which came a century ago from the sunny south of France to settle in this region. He possesses some education, too, having graduated at the new college whose spires you can see pceping over the pines.
 For two hours these men had sat in silence, but as they descended the hill, of his whip towards the two young peo- pie, the elder spoke:
 ''One of Widdcr Evcsharn's gels an that blind fcuer as stays at Gorham's, eh, 'Phonse?"
 No, Jim. she isn't one of the widows daughters, that one; her name is Arling- ton.''
 ''Arlington!''
 Aye. Mrs. Evesham found her, a little baby, on her doorstep one morn ing when she was living in New York and adopted her..
 T want ter know! Well, her is an uncommon pretty gel. Wish I'd taken q good look at her, for Squire Robinson, moderator of our school, tolc me thet 70 T oI os +o, teach nex term, an I'll bet q dOughnut her's the identical one. Might board to our house. too-should'n' wonder"
 ''Ha!' tho young man eiaculated with some energy. Do you really mean it? Say, Jim Dolman, you couldn't accom- modate me too, in case she did, could you?"
 MT. Dolinan's wooden countenance almost screwed itself into an expression as he replied with . clucl1lc:
 ''Oh, thct's the way the wind blows, is it? But, 'Phonsc lad, I should thought you'd looked higher nor orphin, reared on the chari- ty of 9 drcssnalzcr-yOu with a good business in Glastonbury an q half section O farmin' land in Havana
 ''Wcl, was the satisfied response, that is just why I can afford to make a fool of myself"
 An what's her first name?" the old man continued. q disremcmbcr what the squire told me-
 'sWanda-Wanda Arlington
 F'Wand2! Sakes alive, what :; 'stroarary name to give Christian female! Bat folks do go now to tho dime novel rather than the Bible to name their children. But, about Widder Evesham-ain't she got two dartcrs O her own?"
 That she has-onc of them is mar ried to q cousin of Bill Potter's in De- l troit; then there's Kate, who teaches | in the Glastonbury schools, and is the l prctt:cst girl in the county next to lY;:-l5.a Arlington
 '-i'ncn there's son. t0o-lcastways I | caught sight of q tall. straight young fcucr one day a1 her house.
 Aye. he's in New York making his fortune"
 Then who bc the blind young chap, IS is often with the ArlioCtons?"
 His namc i5 George Arundel" Al | ohonsc Danncirs said with a savage 5cowl. ''!Ic camc from the cast about , year ago-for tho good of his health, .hcT say-but, If he fools around that young woman much moro it would have been better for his health to have stopped aw2y.'
 AIr Dolman turned his flshy eyes on he speaker and asked;
 How so, -I'honsc?"
 ''Ncvcr yoa mind was the sullen 'espCaSc, as the wagon took them '0unC the bend of tho road.
 Let us now turn to the two young people sitting under the trees.
 It is George Arundel whois speaking:
 NOW, Wanda, tell mo what tho fish ,rElcn gre doing? 1 long to hear the weep Of their oars, as they pay off the ines of thcirfnet, and Shcus' them sing he merry French chansOn to the time f their rowing. And, have the Indian qs;vrs reached the island in their ug-0ut, CT has the stream carried them co far bolow?"
 Soft and r,1r,cip-1 y.-oc tho ,-oioa