Clarke courier. [volume] (Berryville, Va.) 1869-1997, 1901-09-25


hearts in yer lovemakinp I'm
sometimes sure it's meself / think
we love, an then / think it's Janet,
an l know she thinks so, too, don't
We, Janet ?"
Nay, l think nothin about 1t at
al" cried Janet quickly, can I'll
tell We, Jan Cregeen, it's no. Just
Tor AKIN We can get a woman"
"Augh! Now, Janet" replied the
ne'er do well, with a gurgling laugh,
its just the akin that does it. ri
lay wager If l was TO take We out
this minute for a walk an make love
as hard as l could for an hour an az
We TO marry me at the end O. it yed
say Yes, aye, or Jane either. Ye've
no notion how mighty lovin can be
when l set my mind to it." He
paused and looked at them mis-
chievously, then added: 'But I'm
no goin to ak either o. We now. It's
me fortune l must make first, an
by then yell be married long enough
p'raps, an poor old Jan'n be forgot
at We. Eth, well, I'll just have to
bear it. An now, me dears, good
by"
He caught and kissed them both
and then strobe away down the hill.
turning once to kiss his hand.
Jane returned the salute and
then leaned sobbingly against ia
nets shoulder.
"Eh, Janet" she whispered
through her tears, az do believe,
now he's gone, that l really care for
him, the fine strappin man that he
Is, an such an eye he has at him, as
blue as-the sea-an-eh, dearw
And here her tears choked her.
Janet only stroked the curly head
that lay on her breast and watched
the tall figure that soon disappeared
in the gathering dusk.
She felt as if she could not speak
just then.
Three years passed away without
bringing any news of Jan. In the
spring of the fourth year Janet's
father was drowned during a terri
bic gale, and the cousins we're left
TO face the world together.
Tom Maddrell left small, a very
small. sum of money behind him,
and that they agreed must be kept
in ease of real need, and they must
turn To and earn a living somehow.
And SO Janet and Jane both set
tied down in the service of the
Wears wife at Castletown, some six
miles from their old home, and their
vigorous daily work was a relief to
both of them. They were no longer
very young, and times came when
they felt their lives incomplete, and
envied the careworn wives of the
fishermen, who lived from hand to
mouth, and could scarcely feed the
children that chung to their skirts.
But there was little opportunity
for brooding in their regular rou-
tine and the months grew into years
almost imperceptibly.
One evening several years after
they had gone to Castletown, the
vicar and his wife being away on a
holiday, Janet and Jane strolled out
on the green banks that skirt the
wide bays of Castletown and Derby
Haven.
1t was within a week of the day
seven years before, when Jan had
hidden them "goodby" As they
turned homeward the sun was near
ing the waters edge.
Jane" said Janet, Tets go up to
Hangow head. Pm thinkin We car
get sight o the old place from
there"
Jane sighed. TITS sad it makes
me to see it. It's now on seven
years SINCE A sob ended the
sentence.
Don't cry, me DEAR" said Janet
soothingly. "There's a man comir
along, an ye'l no be for lettin hin
see We cry" Suddenly she grippeC
James arm. "Who do We think il
is, too, Jane "
Jane looked up, then hurried for
ward with an eager cry, "Why
JanP
In a moment Jan, for he it was
had caught her in his arms. "Why
Janew he echoed. can just a!
bloomin as ever. Lord bless me
An Janet too"
Janet was standing still. Sh'
could not move or speak for thu
beating of her own heart. He mis-
took her silence for GOODNESS, an(
merely shook her by the hand. "Stil
down on me, Janet" he laughed.
He was the same handsome fel
low, several shades darker and poor
" clad, but as audacious and win
ming as ever.
They took him home with them
and there in the snug kitchen the,
heard his tales of wonderful foreign
lands and strange adventures.
can so we see, CELLS" he said a
last, ruefully smoothing his shabb,