Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-04-26

with folded hands.
Randall, you can be very exasperat-
ing when it suits you. Perhaps You
will be so good as to make your own
wishes known in this matter. Right
fully you should be made to bear the
entire vexation, as it all springs from
your reckless obstinacy in taking your
father driving behind that wild brute
They were curiously alike, that moth
or and son; alike in their tall, supple
forms full Of sinuous grace; alike in
| the delicate, clean cut contour Of their
refined faces, and We're possessed, in
common, Of domineering arrogance
which, in the mothers case, had never
been ameliorated by friction with other
potentialities In her own narrow do
minion her Judgment had heretofore
been considered equal to every emer-
gency. Evidently no more suggestions
would be vouchsafed by her in the pres
ent one Randall responded TO her de-
mand for an expression Of his own
wishes composedly
II want Amy TO call on Miss Martin
with me, mother.
With-youv
with me-T as fathers representa-
tive, Amy as yours II You went, 1t
would involve the mother, and that
would be asking too much of you.
And after this cally''
Nothing. Royalty will have acquit-
ted itself becomingly. You have from
now until II o'clock tomorrow morning
to digest the proposition III. | think
will run down day after tomorrow to
New Orleans and take the fall races
In.
Randall
Eyes, sir?''
Randall turned his head in the direc.
tion of that explosive sound. His father
was shaking his whitened head vigor-
ously
III be hanged, boy, il / don't be-
Eben Martins girl!'
"Mr. Chambliss! An overseer daugh
ter, Ny son Randall
Randall laughed lazily at his moth
er's disjointed Indignation and pressed
his hands against the table by way OF
propelling himself backward.
Father might have made worse
guess, mother, and your son Randall
might easily do more foolish thing. |
| see Thunderer waltZing ont yondcr. with
Abe in the saddle am going in for
| the mail.
| The entire family followed him
through the long, open windows to see
him depart Randall never offended be-
yond the possibility of forgiveness To
see him mount Thunderer was one Of
their daily mild ,xcitements. The bat
tie for supremacy between man and
beast was perpetually being waged on
the Chambliss lawn and perpetually be-
ing decided in Randal's favor.
After his usual display of pirouet.
ting plunging and bit champing Thun'
derer suddenly realized that he had
been saddled TO take his master out t.
Sessumsport for the semiweekly mail,
and, with final toss Of his shining
name, accepted the obligation for thai
tine. His rider turned at sound Of his
mothers and Amy's voices.
Don't stay later than o'clock, son
mail or no mail can never draw q
comfortable breath when you are on
that brute's back. y
"You promised to practice that vio'
lin solo for Jars. Cathcarts party, Rar.
Don't forget.
Don't cry, dearest, Thnnderer's
bad temper never lasts long. All right,
Amy. If | end Adrien out there, I'll
fetch him home to supper. Shall ~
A pinkish hue suddenly suffused
Amy's plain, sallow little face. Adrien
Strong was the one romance OF her con-
tracted life 1t was sufficient To make
the afternoon brighter for her, just that
bare possibility that perhaps when the
lamps were lighted and the dull, event
less day was done Randall and Adrien
would come riding home together in
the cleaning, and Adrien would stay to
tea, and the evening would be made
charming to her, and perhaps to moth
er, by the spirited talk OF the men-
father and Randall and Adrien. Men al
WAYS had so much to talk about. They
saw so much and heard 80 much and
did 40 much. So much more than she
and mother ever did. She only waited
for the big front gate to shut Randall
and Thunderer from view when she ran
quickly down the steps at the end Of the
gallery with pair of garden shears in
her hands. The chrysanthemums were
in gorgeous bloom. She remembered
once hearing Adrien say he liked them
better than any other flower. Their fra
GRANGE was all their own. They had an
individuality of their own. With great
long stems she cut them. Those parlor
vases were like huge cisterns. On her
way back to the house she thrust her
head through the kitchen window.
Aunt Tempy was smoking her after
noon pipe and picking the pinfeathers
from the chickens that were standing
dish ON the breakfast table Of the Dell
place AUNT Tcmpy!"
"Well, honey"
"Have you nice supper for tonight?"
"Go way, you sassy chile. Ain yo'
ma done give out supper wen she give
out dinner? An you question her jedg-
ment.
"Yes, but did she order waffles?"
"Waffulsl Nosa. Nur ! ain gwine
mex any,"
please, Aunt Tempy."
| "Nosa."
Aunt Te,npy, ! will make your new
apron OH the machine If ycu will"
| "An my coat too:
"Your dress too"
"W'at fur You SO stirred mp bout
supper 30 all Of sudden"
| Amy buried her Lot checks in the
| cool white blossoms.
| "Because-because-I like waffles.
and--and--good hot strong coffee, and
| ounce. preserves, and and things