The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-03-04

4 eldest Miss Tucker severely,
as she threw aside the novel
she had been reading, AMI stretched her
feet closer to she warm fire that was blaz
ing in the old. fashioned fireplace. 81 in
tend to marry for money"
why, Neya?"
The e.hrst Miss Tucker was ohristeued
Geneva.
Glow can you say so?" cried her younger
sister, opening "a pair of big, blue eyes,
mystic aud tender, with thickly curling
golden lashes. 81 think it would be the
incest thing in the world to fall in love
with handsome young man, wlta eyes as
black as oosls, and live in pretty cottage,
all covered with vines"
'Stuif =! interrupted Neva, snappshiy,
curling her red hut rather shire v dish lips,
in scOrnFul manner. "Love is all hGsh
l wouldn't care if never saw a cottage, or
vine To he mistress OF brown stone
house in the city, with ires ,osd walls anl
Turkey carpets, Gad q boudoir paneled III
blue velvet, is my ambition, and I'll &C
conplsh it, too With servants in livery
and p superb dining room, handsomely fur.
nished-a marble top sdeboald filled with
silver plate and painted china, cut-glass
decanters and goblets, and pickle stands
il | could have all that, | wouldn't care
snap for such nonsense as romance and
love"
The entrance of Tom, the hired man,
bringing a fresh backlog for the fire, in
terrupted them. He stirred down the
embers till they glowed like bed OF melted
rubies, threw on huge, spice scented log,
fringed with scarlet lichens and gray moss,
and turned to leave the room, handsome,
manly looking fellow, in spite OF his homsly
suit of butternut Jeans.
''Tom ~
Miss Geneva snapped out the word as il
disdaining herself for speaking at all, and
determined to out it as short as possible
Bring q bucket and take these ashes
up ~ she commanded, haughtily. "Aud
stamp the snow off your feet before you
come into the sitting room again"
ooh, Neva You've hurt his feelings :;
how could you ~ cried Honora, her blue
eyes flashing and her cheeks glowing indig-
nantly.
Feelings !" sneered Geneva. 1.-THE idea
Of hired man having feelings That's one
OF your odd notions, Nora. Besides, il he
don't know his place better than that, III
teach it to him, that's ALL"
Tom reappeared with bucket and shovel
and proceeded to take up the ashes, while
Miss Tucker cast whitening glance OF
him as much as il she were detective and
he hardened criminal in the act OF com.
hitting burglary.
"Well, well, muttered Aunt Betsy
Tucker to herself, as she turned the heel Of
the blue yarn sock she was knitting
"Whod thought, after two years at
boarding school Genevy would hev come
home with SIGH notions as that? Shucks
I'd rather be an old maid forty times over,
than marry man fur his money, like she
talks Of doing. don't believe in no SIGH
It's nothn' but riches an fine clothes from
mornin' till night with her. Her heads
plump full OF it. But Honory, bless her
nothn' could Spite her. She's got heart
as soft as robin red breast, and while
Geneyy is a naggin' and scoidin at Tom
from mornin' till night, Honora more'n
makes up fur is by her sweet words IN
smilin looks. An that makes me think
What was it she said about coal black eyes?
TOMS eyes are blacker' n any coal | see, an
the way he locks at Nora out Of 'em is
enough to turn any girls head. Wal, she
might do wuss than to marry Tom Alder
berry, though she is as pretty as pink,
an good as any angel that ever lived ~
And Honora Tucker WAS very pretty
girl with eyes like summer gentians and
cheeks as pink as the velvesy petals OF
Michigan rose.
The air was keen and crisp, but clear,
and cleaning ice crystals hung from every
tree and shrub, sparkling like diamonds.
"Nora Nora ~ called her sister, see
what an elegant carriage with silver mount
ed harness ard servant in livery. Oh,
my !"
"And span Of matched horses - cried
Nora, enthusiastically, as she peeped from
the dmity. curtaned window.
Where can they be going ~ cried Neya,
devoured with curiosity.
"GiIls Geneva Yer pa wants you an
Honory in the best room," called Aunt