Middletown transcript., 1899-03-11
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"Humphl Marrying for love ia all
nonsense declared the eldest Miss
Tuckes, severely. as she threw aside
the novel she had been reading, and
stretched her feet closer to the warm
fireplace. II intend to marry for
money!
| "Why, Neva2"
The eldest Miss Tucker was chris
tened Geneva.
"How can you say SOP" cried her
younger sister, opening pair Of big,
blue eyes, mystic and tender, with
thickly curling golden lashes. Il think
it would be the incest thing in the
world TO fall in love with handsome
young man, with eyes as black as coal Is,
and live in pretty cottage, all covered
with vines.u
"Stuffp' interrupted Neva, snap
pishly, cuFling red, but rather
shrewdish lips, in scornful manner.
"Love is all boshI l wouldn't care if
| never saw cottage, or vinei To
be mistress of a brown stone house in
the city, with frescoed walls and
Turkey carpets, and boudoir paneled
in blue velvet, is my ambition, and I'll
accomplish it, tool With servants in
livery and superb dining rot m, hand
some furnished-a marble top sideboard
filed with plate and painted china.
cut-glass decanters and goblets, and
pickle stands-if I could have all that,
I wouldn't care snap for such non
sense as romance and love-"
The entrance Of Tom, the hired
man, bringing a fresh backlog for the
fire, interrupted them. He stirred down
the embers till they gloWed like a bed
of melted rubies, threw on hugh,
spice scented log, fringed with scarlet
lichens and gray moss, and turned to
leave the room, a handsome, manly
looking fellow, in spite of his homely
suit of butteTnut jeans.
"Tomln
Miss Geneva snapped out the word
as if disdaining lerself for speaking at
all, and determined to cut it as short as
possible.
"Bring bucket and lake these ashes
upl' she commanded, haughtily. And
stamp the snow off your feet before
you me int0the sitting-ro0m again."
"Oh, Neval You've hurt his feel.
ings; how could you!'' cried Honora,
her blue eyes flashing and her cheeks
glowing indiinantly.
"FeeiingsP' sneered Geneva. "The
idea of hired man having feelings!
That's one Of your odd notions, Nora.
Besides, if he don'5 know his place
better than that, I'll teach it to him,
that's all.n
Tom reappeared with a bucket and
shovel and proceeded to take up the
ashes, while Miss Tucker cast with
ering glance at him as much as if she
were detective and be hardened
criuinal in the act of committing
burglary.
"Well, WE'LL" muttered Aunt Betsy
Tucker to herself, as she TUNED the
heel Of the blue yarn sock she was
knitting. Who'd a thought, after
two years at boarding school Geneyy
would hev come home with sich notions
as thalP Shncksl I'd rather be an
old maid forty times over, than marry
a man fur his money, like she talks of
doing. don't believe in no SIGH? It's
nothin' but riches an fine clothes from
mornin' till night with her. Her heads
plump full of it. But Honory, bless
her; nothin' could spile her. She's got
heart as soft as a robin red-breast,
and while Genevy is naggin' and a
scoldin' at Tom from mornin' till
night, Honora more'n makes up fur it
by her sweet words an smilin' looks.
An that makes me think. What was
it she said about coal black eyesp Toms
eyes are blacker'n any coal / see, an
the way he looks at Nora out of 'em is
enough to turn any girls head. Wal,
she might do wuss than to marry Tom
Alderberry. though she is as pretty as a
pink an good as any angel that ever
| livedl;'
And Honora Tucker was a very
pretty girl; with eyes like summer
gentians and cheeks as pink as the vel
vety petals of Michigan rose.
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| The air was keen and crisp, but clear,
and cleaning ice crystals hung from
every tree and shrub, sparkling like
diamonds.
''Norai Norap' called be sister ''see
what an elegant carriage with silver
mounted harness and a servant 10
livery. Oh, myI"
sand span Of matched horsesp'
cried Nora. enthusiastically. as she
peeped from the dimity-surtained wins
dow.
"Where can they be goingp" cried
Neva, devoured with curiosity.
"GirlsI Genevol Yer pa wants you
an Honory in the best room," called
Aunt Betsy, mysteriously from the
lower hall. "Quick, tool"
"Its someone to see us,' cried
| Geneva, and springing to the looking
glass she quickly smoothed her rather
neg lected tresses.