The Newtown bee., 1900-11-02
uAs sure as that I am sitting here."

'tSure?"
 "As sure as that am sitting here."
 Enos looked at her queerly. "That's settled then, and Pm glad you won't" ," he said, ''for to te Il the truth I'd million times ruther ou'd take the other thing"
 "What is tt?" she demanded.
 He deliberately replaced the roll of bills in his pocket book, and the pocketbook in his pocket. Then he took the reins, which he had held meanwhile between his knees, and leaned over to tuck the robe in where it had become loOsened on Ruth's side.
 "what is it I've got to take ?" she ques- tioned again.
 Enos i,oked straight in her eyes as he ans wered.
 "You've got to take-me." Cynthia had the table set for supper when Enos returned. Heseemed strange ly silent and preoccupied, hardly speak ing till the meal was nearly over. Then he said suddenly:-
 "Seems kinder guod to be all by our- selves again, eb, Cynthy?" "How eau you say such thingw she exclaimed, with as near an approach to indignation as she was capable of. "If | 'twas anybody else. might feel SO, but Ruth Alden! Why, she's just like our- selves, and wish she could stay here always"
 Enos did not pursue the subject, and the expression of his face was inscrutable. l Spring and summer had passed and Sep tember had come. Cynthia had received regular fortnightly letters from Ruth Alden, who had been for some time how with her sister in the city 50 miles away. A letter was due from her this week, and Cynthia reminded Enos of 1t as he made preparation to go to the village. At least, she supposed he was going there. It was his day for it, and he would have told her!if he had different plans. Still, she wondered little as he came out O1 his room. He was not accustomed to wear his best suit to the village. He had white cuffs showing, and his hair was cut and his beard trimmed. Really, Enos wasn't bad-looking man when he wae dressed up. She was glad he was getting to be more particular about appearances.
 "Pve got another errand," he said as he paused with his hand on the door. ''sc don't worry if don't get home quite SC early as common. I'm going to bring you something new when come back = something you ain't never had before."
 "Dear me-" unused Cynthia, Ae che watched him out of sight, II do hope it isn't a wheel chair. He's said something about it several times, but I thought had made him understand that can't bear the idea of having one of them around, much lees of using it. But don't know what else it can be. Still, don't see how he could bring it in the buggy"
 The afternoon wore away. Cynthia was lying down on the old lounge when she at last heard the sound of Euos'l wheels. "He'll unharness before he comes in," ehe thought.
 Suddenly she sat up. 'He coming no and there's somebody with him, she said, listening. "Why-it sounds like Ruth Alden's vo'ce!" l The next minute Ruth's arms were about her, and Enos was beaming on them both.
 "You don't know how glad ana to see you," Cynthia said at length, holding the younger woman away from her for: an af- fectionate survey. "How we'll and happy you're looking, and what pretty dress and bonnet! I do hope you've come for a good long visit," she added wistfully.
 Enos cleared his throat. ."'Cynthy, didn't tell you was going to bring you something you never had bef0re?'
 "Yes, you did, and, have been won- dering all the afternoon what it could be.'
 Enos put his hand on Ruth's shoulder ''I1s sister, Cynthy Ruth and I are husband aud wife,"
 Well, I declare l" he laughed, ''if you girls don't beat all. When you think yor ain't going to see each other for Ia long time, you cry; and when you know you're going to see each other all tht time. then I'm blessed if you don't cry too. I'm going out to untackle the horse.'