Catoctin clarion., 1900-11-29
A COUNTRY COUSIN.
SHE CAME, SHE SAW, SHE CONQUERED

SHE CANE, SHE SAW, SHE CONQUERED
6RHE news and the dessert were
u served simultaneously.
by George, if I hadn't nearly forgot.
ten.' quoth Stafford pere. He rum
maged in an inner pocket.
Cant find the letter. Must have left
it at the Office. Anyhow its from my
cousin. Godfrey Chester
Now, Henry interrupted the mild
voice Of Mrs. Stafford in amused expos.
tulatlon, why will you keep up that
6ctioA about the cousinship? 1t Is
mythical and you know it,
Yts certainly remote conceded the
beaming pater familias at the opposite
end of the table, but there once was a
relationships long time ago. admit.
But Chester and I have traced back
until we found it. He's good fellow,
Chester. I've always been urging him
to manage that our young people may
become acquainted. He writes that
his daughter will pass through Chicago
tomorrow, on the way to New York, and
will spend few days with US. He says
be wishes one Of my family would meet
her. Bless my soul, here's the letter
after ALL He put on his spectacles and
read aloud: "You can't mistake her.
She's a curly headed little girl in gray
gown and hat with gray feathers.
She's a nice child and I'll be glad TO
have her meet your youngsters. Therel''
"A child groaned Ralph, who was 20
and studious.
He swallowed his cafe noir at a gulp
and rose disgustedly.
Youngsters, ,ndeed! cried Dick dis
dainfully. Does be take us for kin
gartnersr
Ross, who was the eldest, smiled in
quite superior and disinterested fash.
ion. He boasted a fourishing mustache
He was studying law. Plainly the sub.
ject had no interest for him.
But one OF you must meet the child,
cried the head of the house. You'll 60
Ralph
Cant sir. I'm doing an article on
the architecture of the tenth century
1t takes lot of research. III be all
NOR Aing in the Newberry library
Henry Stafford, huge Of girth, rcseate
of visage and twinkling Of eye, turned
his face imploringly toward his young
est son.
YOU, DickT
Got golf match on. Cau't make
it, sir
Dear, dear! If your sister were only
at home
She'll be back tomorrow afternoon,
put in Mrs. Stafford.
But the little girl gets here in th'
morning. She must be met. She il
from comparatively small town. Sh'
would be quite bewildered were she t.
find herself alone in Chicago
He sent the good looking young fellow
with the mustache an appealing glanc'
u wonder now. Ross, if you-'
Ross laughed leniently. YOU poor
perplexed old chap. Yes, III see tina
the child gets here all right
Good said Henry Stafford with
sigh of relief. 'Goodv
But when the western train disgorgec
its jostling multitude in the Union de.
pot the following morning, Ross staffor'
standing close by the iron gates, fouu(
that he had undertaken a task of create
magnitude than he had at the time i'm
agined. There was such crush o
people, stout and thin, tall and short
big and little.
There were children-proceesions o
them. But they all seemed to belong
to the folks who hurried them along
Never a glimpse could he catch Of
curly headed little girl in gray gowl
wearing a hat with gray feathers. O
wss the dress brown? By Jovel H.
wasn't even sure of that.
The last lsggard group trickled away
Ross knew tle conductor Of the Denve
train and spoke to him as he came hur
rying along.
All off your train, BrighamT
'Surev
'There was little girl coming tt
Chicago-had curly hair, blue dress
a green hat-.blest if | remember:w ASH
she on?'
Alone, was she?
Yes
No sir. Didn't come. Sure2 Cours
I am
Ross wheeled around. Well, II
telephone the folks that she wasn't on
Dad can wire her people and find out
I beg your pardonr
And he suddenly found himself bow
efa.llx. lat -. laaI haEaao .