The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1900-06-02

The ton a. m. down train stopped for
moment at Branchborough station.
and single passenger alighted from
The rear car. She was 4 girl of nine
teen or twenty, fair-haired and blue
eyes. She wore 4 light blus cotton
dress. n shade hat. trimmed with soma
soft, white material, and around her
neck a string OF small. old-fashioned
gold beads. Rose Mitchell was very
comedy, and If she herself was not
aware of the fact, 1t was owing to no
fault on the part OF the swans Of her
native village,
,rhe man in the baggage-car careless
Is threw out an ancient valise, tied
with rope. which struck against the
door Of the freight room and rebound
ed half way across the platform. The
girl ran toward 1t and turned It over,
giving sigh of relief when she found
that It was none the worse for the i'll
treatment it had received. The check
having been removed by the station
agent, she picked up her property and
made her way through the waiting
room to the platform on the other side
of the station, where she evidently ex-
pected some one to meet her. But
she was doomed to disappointment, for
the only person in sight was J strange
young man, who was just stepping into
a buggy, preparatory to driving OF. He
was a good-looklng son OF the soil, be-
sing considerably above the average
height. broad-shouldered and muscular.
He glanced at Rose, who had set down
the valise, and was looking up and
down the road. but seeing that sha was
n stranger. he picked up the reins and
told his horse to get up" Before the
lively young colt had gone half dozen
yards. however. his driver changed his
mind, and pulled him up.
"Expectn' some one to meet you?"
he called out to the girlS
Eyes, my cousin, Polly Bradley, or
one of the boys" she answered, as the
warm color rushed to her face. II
wrote that I was comm on this train,
but mebbe. they amt got the letter"
The young man drove up close to the
platform.
81 guess you'd better get in and ride
over with me" he said, giving u shake
to the linen buster that lay across his
knees.
ION, don't want TO trouble sou. and
take you out of your way" said Rose,
with pretty show of reluctance. II
guess somebody'n come If wait a
while"
But suppose they shouldn't sug-
gested the new acquaintance, with an
engaging smile. Besides, 1t won't be
takln' me out of my way, because go
right past Bradley's."
These arguments being unanswera-
BILE, there was nothing for Rose to do
but to hand him her bag and step in
and take the seat beside him.
II suppose you're calc'latin' to go to
the sociable over to Miss Bakers to-
morrow evenIn'." the young man said,
Us they sped along the level road.
YES, Polly wanted me to come for
Hat, special" was the answer.
Ever been to marlborough before?"
Not since was little girl. It's
most ten years ago now"
Where did you say you was from?"
pursued her inquiring companion.
Now. she had not mentioned where
she was from. but in reply to the ques-
don she was on the point of saying
when she spled box-wagon approach
ing at more rapid rate than is GUS
tomary in country districts.
"Here comes Polly row!" she cried.
The buggy and the box-wagOn
stopped within a few feet Of one an
other, and the traveller and her valLse
were transferred from one to the
other.
The girls were obliged to drive on
until they came to wider place In the
road, where they could turn, by which
time the buggy and It's occupant were
out of sight,
do tell me how you come to be rid
In with Sim Bud, Rosie" said Polly, as
they logged slowly along. u never
was so surprised as when I see you
comm UP the road"
Rose proceeded to give a detailed ac-
count Of her arrival. at the conclusion
OF which her cousin said, uneasily:
~ hope you didn't seem to be ready
TO go with him, Rosie
II guess didn't appear none too
anxious" was the laughing reply But
what's the matter with him. Polly. He
seemed like nice young man. and you
can't say he aln't goodlookin."
Handsome IS as handsome does"
observed her cousin, sentantiously.
sim Budds spoiled, that what's the
trouble with him. You see he's called
eood-lookln' and that's enough to make
the girls act like parcel Of fools about
him. and besides. his fathers rich, and
sims his only child amt saXn' he
amt got his good pints about him but
amt got much use for him since sons
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