The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-09-14
En19.iae'S Experience.
She Sought 20 Win a Country
Heart For Pasti1ne.

When Mrs. Burkholder went down
into the country for a months stay and
took Emmcine with her, Emmeline felt
inclined to rebel. 1t was an attractive
advertisement that Moses J. Stoohey had
in the Chicago papers. The name Of
the place Fcrnwood-was enhancing
enough Of itself and suggested the cool
shade, the brook ripping over messy
stones and tinkling in tiny cascades into
still, brown pools. the pure milk and alb
sence Of mosquitoes and all the rest of
the rural advantages appropriately speci-
fed in pearl type, but Emmeline had
made plans Of her own.
Like a dlt;ful daughter. she gave them
up. however. and packed three good sized
trunks in view OF possible emergencies
and notified De Forest Sanford Of her
destination. She notified De Forest in
the course of their daily correspondence
once by telephone and the third time
when he made his usual evening call.
m afraid it will be deadly dull for
you," said the young man. "Gce! What
have you got stuck in your belt?"
You want to be careful" she said
gently. Then she added: ooh. | don't
know. though. Mamma says that there's
a clubhouse on the lake and quite a num-
Der of nice men come down to fish. Per-
haps it won't be so bad"
1t may be noted that this clubhouse
was purely imaginary, but girls are ten
der hearted, and perhaps Emmelne did
not want De Forest to make himself
miserable over the idea that she would
be lonely and bored. but somehow the
young man did not seem to be greatly
consoled.
Three days from that time Mrs. Burk-
holder and her trunks and Emmeline and
her trunks We're unloaded on the plat
form of the little station at Butternut
Center. AS the two ladies were standing
looking about them in the undecided way
OF people who expect to be called for a
young man shambled up to them and
asked them if they were going to Fern
wood. He was perhaps &c or 2S years
old, tall and splendidly proportional, with
a clear brown skin and fair hair that
rather needed shearing He was roughly
dressed in a coarse cotton shirt, none of
the cleanest, faded blue overalls and
heavy cowhide boots, and a limp wool
hat whose broad brim was imperfectly
stffened with strand of baling wire
shaded his classically nodded features,
saving the tip of his nose, which the sun
had burned to a brick dust red Emme-
line thought that was a pity.
I've got the blackboard here to drive
you over" said this magnificent young
son of the soil. '1'll have to come over
with the wagon and get your trunks lat
er on, but I can take your satchels. Are
these them herc?"
care you Mr.. Stookey?" asked Emme-
line.
"No, marm" he answered. gathering
the baggage together with one brown,
sinewy hand; "I'm his hired man. My
names Doman-they generally call me
Cy."
Emmeline was rather disappointed in
Mr.. DOMAIN. She was conscious that, in
spite of the three hours railway journey,
she was looking uncommonly well-not
uncommonly for her, for she always look
ed well. BY all right and precedent Mr..
Stookey's hired man should have been so
overcome by her dainty presence as to be
only capable of stammering and blushing,
but he was entirely self possessed. and
his gray eyes met hers in cool and almost
critical scrutiny. For moment the pos
sibility that this might be some Chicago
board of trade man or the like superior
clay incognito for the fun Of the thing
flashed across her mind. but she dismiss
ed that idea rs she walked behind him
and noted his slOuching gait and the way
he wiped the pcrspirltion from his manly
brow with the sleeve of his shirt.
They got into the blackboard, which
was Il double seated one. Emmeine and
her mother rode behind. and the young
lady had good opportunity to admire
The hired mans broad shoulders and su-
perb neck and the care and certainty
with which his strong hands controlled
the spirited horses.
Fernwood really was quite a pretty
place, and the charms Of the brook ana
the woods had not been overstated. Mr..
Stookey was a pleasant. benevolent look
ing old man Of a somewhat avaricious
disposition with regard to extras. and his
wife. worn and perpetually husternd
woman, who seemed to spend most If
her waking hours over the kitchen stove,
was kind and attentive when she had
any time. There was "a freckled boy Of
about 10, who was useful to the visitors
and an unfailing source of entertainment
besides. Another hired man, who was
scrawny. sour and embarrassing, and a
black eyed, buXom girl of 20 or there
about, who helped Mrs. Stookey In the
kitchen and waited at table and was call
ed Lottie, made up the household.
Somehow the time ala not urag WIN
Emmeline as much as she expected it to.
There was quiet, but not too quiet, po-
ny on the place and some pretty drives,
and the freckled boy occasionally con
descended to take her out into the woods.
She took strong interest in the calves
and the colts, and there were the ham
mock and her correspondence and the
cherries were ripe in the orchard, and,
although Lottie was never friendly, Cy
was.
AS the time went on Emmeline noticed
that this young man began to shave twice
q week instead of once, as formerly, and