The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-07-28

Q ~ o maids need. Of necessity to
- be in aDywise different
EoE from the rest Of the world.
Only Aunt Plckleburf was different.
She had. as It were. a vein of original
lty running. through her. She liked to
wear her broclle shawl wrong side out
and to tie her ribbons askew, and TO
put the flowers on tlie right hand side
OF her bonnet, while all the world was
wearing theirs on the left hand side.
And she could afford to cultivate as
large q crop OF pcculiarities as she
pleased, for Aunt Picklebury had
money II had been part of her pecu.
harity TO emigrate West and buy lands
Just when all her relatives were To-
Gated IN a snug little Eastern town.
Are You crazy. Mellssag' her mar
ried sister had plaintively demanded
NO" Miss Plcklebury rad answered.
hut ] want breathing room"
The lands had risen in value with
almost fabulous rapidity; the West
ern settlement had grown into a young
city. and Miss Melissa Plcklebury was
rich.
She sat knitting. with a magazine
open on her lap one bright October
morning. when Harry Hayden came
Ia. the junior member OF the firm of
Hoyt & Hayden. who transacted Miss
Melissa's legal business.
Crying, Miss Pickleburys~ he ex-
claimed. cheerily. "Why, what on
earth Is the matterfr
Was l cryingw asked Miss Pick
lebury. somewhat shamefacedly.
@well. you couldn't help II yourself.
Harry, II you had been reading this
story. It's By my literary niece-the
prettiest little thing sou ever saw
The story. or the niecef"
''The story. Of course. never saw
my literary niece. but | dare say she
Is rawboned and Sallow. with holes In
the elbows of her frock and grease
spots on her apron. But she writes
WELL there's no denying that. / read
all her paper !. and l almost always
laugh and cry over them. It's a great
talent. Harry
80 It is.r assented the young man.
carCiessly.
u have written East for one OF my
sisters girls TO come and stay with
me-" said Aunt Picklebury; Il told
them to forward her by express She'll
b. here this afternoon / want you
to 80 10 the office and meet her"
THE literary niecey' said Harry.
laughing
Goodness forbidr' said Aunt Pick
lebnry, with a grimace. Il want no
ink spots On my chintz bedroom furnl-
ture. and fine frenzies about sunsets
and autumn leaves and thirgs. l wrote
to Polly TO send me homespun. sen.
sihle girl that would be companion
to me; not a full.fedged fashionable
young lady
All right" said Mr.. Hayden.
Miss Picklebury looked after the
young man as he strobe away over the
dead drifts of yellow leaves that lay
In the road.
"A nice young fellow. that" said
she TO herself. with no airs and graces
about Gim like him Perhaps
Miss Picklebury was by no means free
from thc feminine trait Of castle-build-
ing win fail in love with my sen.
sible niece. IL hc does, he shall have
my blessing"
The niece by express arrived that
night just as Miss Picklebury was sit
ting down 20 tea. She was slight and
graceful ana dark eyed. with clover
pink complexion. and a laughing. dim
pied mouth. Aunt Picklebury liked
the looks of her.
What is your name. my dear?" she
said.
Clara, said the newcomer.
You are very pretty" said Miss
Picklebnry. Il think shall like
you"
And ! know shall like you. Aunt
Nelly" said Clara with 4 great hug OF
the old lady's plump. cushlony form.
Let me see" said Miss Picklebury;
"there are .trree Of you--the literary
Ope, the school teaching one. and tho
sensible one"
II hope we are ali sensible. aunt"
said Clara. coloring a little.
II hope so. too said the old lads.
"but have my doubts on the subject
l am afraid OF literary folks. and 1
don't like schoolma'ams. Can you
sewI"
"Oh, yes, aunt dear"
"And darn stockings, and put OH
neat patches, and mend linens"
"Of course l can" -