The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1901-12-20

Wu1 hhuuuhutus ouch lofeiy toI'
orsw she exclaimed. beamlng at the
filled glasses. "such rose and Grim.
son and amber. and all so crystal
clear! How did you ever learn to
make 'em like that2 You won't be of
Tended, will you, my dear, II send a
box Of them to my sister that lives in
Jessup County? She's an invalid, an
they would be such a treat to her"
II shall feel fattered If you do So"
Margaret assured her.
So the box was packed and put IN
the cellar, and Mrs. Muncie went
down town to engage the drayman to
come and get It. But during her alb
sence fate, in the person Of Jerry, the
porter Of the firm Of Keith & Co., In
terposed
Jerry had been sent 70 get a box ont
Of Mrs. Muncie's cellar. Margaret,
supposing him to be the expressman
sent by her hostess, went down the
cellar with him, and pointed out the
box containing the jelly.
There is no address on IT," she said.
ado you know where 1t is to goY
eyes, miss. That's all right. I've
got the card for it in my pocket"
When Mrs Muncie appeared with n
man and wagon. Margaret explained
that the box had been called for.
Il declare, that provoking Tom
Grimes must have changed his mind"
said Mrs Muncie. "When l spoke to
him he told me he had an all-day job
and couldn't come. 1 must pay him
the first time I see him. shan't need
you now, Peter Green"
And she supposed, of course Marga-
ret had seen to the address.
To Gilbert Keith, camping out with
some kindred spirits in the heart of
superb scenery, was duly delivered the
box containing Miss Jardine's jelly.
"Great Scotlandw he exclaimed,
chow were ever magazines turned into
jelly-and such jelly! But-seeing how
under-favored the meat and over-fa-
vored the butter to be had here, I'm
rather glad of the transformation.
And I'll take the goods the gods pro-
vide-no questions asked"
Which declaration was enthusiastic
cally seconded by his companions.
Just a week later it dawned upon
him that there was a good deal of lone
liness and monotony up in the mount
aims, and that it was beginning to feel
a bit chilly at night under a canvas
tent. So as suddenly as he had come
he packed up his traps and took his de-
parture He let himself in with his
latch key one purple starlit evening.
"Your bad sixpence is back again,
Mrs. Muncie," he cried, entering the
parlor.
But it was not stout little Mrs Nun
Gle who rose from the rocker, but q
fair and stately young lady, gowned
in pale blue null, with bunch of ver-
benas tucked into her white sash.
81 am Mrs. Muncies guest" she
said, with q smile. my name is Mar
garet Jardine. You are Mr. Keith 1
am sure"
"Jardine! The name is a familiar
and hOnOred one here. You had left
Melton a short time before our firm To-
Gated here. am happy to meet you"
And when Mrs. Muncie came in she
found them chatting like old friends.
"And why, Mr.. Keith" she demand
ed, when he stood up to say good
night, "did you not send for that box
of magazines? It's down cellar yet"
He laughed out like a boy.
81 did send, Mrs. Muncie. And I got
box of jelly-the most delicious jelly.
What good fairy converted literature
into jelly?"
Mrs. Muncie threw up her fat hands.
'And that" she cried, 'is the reason
amt heard a word from Sister Su-
sanw And then there were explana-
lions all around and a good deal Of
laughter. Three days later Miss Jar
dine went back to the city. And it
was not long until Mr.. Keith decided
he had business there which required
his personal attention. OF course, he
| called on Miss JaTdine He found her
calm, capable, trim of attire, busily
directing a score Of employees in the
large establishment where she worked.
Excuse me if appear rude" she
said, "but we are not permitted to talk
long to visitors-unleSs on business"
but I, he assured her with a quiz
zical smile, "have come on tremen-
dOusly important business"
He went back to Melton that night
with n smile on his lips and a song in
his heart.
And when, in November, they drove