The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1905-01-13
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"A regular Amazon!" said Fred
Mallandaine, struggling his should
ers. "On the very top of load of
hay, with straw hat pulled down
over her eyes and pitchfork in her
aand!"
Nov, Fred" cried out his sister
Nellie, you are talking arrant nom
tense"
"A man must believe his senses, .
said Mallandaine. II asked for Miss
Fame, and the ancient beldame who
was Smelling the peas by the kitchen
window pointed one skinny forefinger
across the fields, and answered,
There she is, a-gettin' in the hay.
They all stirs round lively in these
parts when there's shower comm
ap. You'll md her in the bayfield, !"
And your questioned Nellie.
Mr.. Mallandaine smiled ironically.
~" said he. you must bear in
mind that l was looking for a young
lady, not for farm-boy's assistant;
80 l just turned around and came
home again"
But there must be some mistake!"
.ried out impetuous Nellie. my Flor
once Fame is a princess among wo-
men, tall and slender, and graceful,
who plays the harp and writes delic-
'ous little essays, and"
There was neither harp nor writ
Ing desk on the top of that load of
hay" said Ted, very DECIDEDLY. "Anu
pray, Nell, don't be offended; but
| am rather disenchanted with your
rustic bellies, after my afternoons ex-
perience. Give me a cigar, please,
and don't let anyone disturb me for
= while. there's darling"
Nellie obeyed.
But while she found the cigar case,
handed the newspaper, and regulated
the exact fall of the curtain folds
which should be most agreeable to
her brothers optical partialities, she
puzzled her brain as to how, and why
and wherefore this little plan of hers
for an instant attachment between
Fred and Florence Fame had thus
come to an untimely standstill.
cts the most unaccountable thing
In the world" said Nellie to hersslf.
Il think I'll go over and see what it
all means"
Low and long, with gabled fronts
and bay windows, the Fane's farm
douse stretched itself out under the
outrageous walnut trees, with For
ence's easy chair on the porch, and
Florence herself, posed like wood
land nymph, all mauve muslin, curls
Of pallid gold and fieecy folds of Shet-
land shawl.
$50 glad to see you, dear!" said
Miss Fame with the princess ali which
seemed to sit so naturally ON her.
Dear Florence" said Nellie, plung-
ing precipitately into her subject.
where have you been ali the morn
ing?"
Where have | been?"
Believe me, l am not asking for
mere curiosity" pleaded her visitor.
II have a reason. You will answer
me, know
Certainly. Why shouldn't II" said
the serene one, lifting her golden
brows the sixteenth part OF an inch.
Let me see-I was in the glen,
sketching the beautiful messy bould-
ers by the spring Until the shower
came up, and then sat in my own
room and wrote a few letters"
"Then it couldn't have been you,
after ALI" bluntly calculated Nellie.
What couldn't have been me?"
Tine girl with the pitchfork on the
top Of the load of hay"
at must have been lsa," said Flor.
ence Fame, with slight shadow Of
bother.
And then. laughing heartily, at her
own blunder, Ellen Mallandaine relat
ed the morning adventure of neI
annoyance upon her smooth brow.
'Isal The little sister who has
just returned from boarding SCHOOL,
Miss Fame inclined her head.
There is no end to that child's
pranks," said she, impatiently. ~And
papa INDUCES her IN everything. Dear
.dearI / hope your brother wasnl
very much shocked?"
I'll am afraid he was" said truth
full Ellen. HE supposed it was you
of course. And he said you were {
regular Amazon. and that he didn'
care 20 make the acquaintance of ;
farm boys assistant"
Florence clasped her pink hands to
gether in sylph-hke despair.
Its enough to drive one frantic,
said she.
And in the same moment brown
checked damsel, with chestnut curl
tangled around her neck. and prett'