Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1907-09-29
A Second
M erofdo.
by Constance DARCY Macksy.
1907. by NJ. NJ. Cunningham.


Dght of her she was standing mt thSs
door of dairy, her hnnds clnsped bc
hind her head. Her gown of rose COLI
orcd print accumulated the lines of herr
7upplc figure. Tier golden brown hnirE
was gathered In Il heavy coil Mt thct
nape OF her neck. Reside her stood al
Drumming milk pail, It's sides glcamlngE
MS the light struck them.
Fanshaw paused. Tho ronds Overt
which he had ridden were dusty and
parched under the heat OF the July
sun, and suddenly this dairy, set In Its |
cool cxpansc of fields. seemed Il mostt
desirable place. Near by was the FARM
To which 1t belonged, II rambling oldl
fashioned homestead. Fanshnw's cycsE
swept It In one comprehensive glnncet
and returned TO the girl Mt the dalryE
door. He decided that nothing shortI
of glass OF milk could qucnch hist
thirst. Dsmountlng, he tethcrcd hist
horse to the fence.
Gould YOU tell me the road to Berke-p
lcyT he inquired. for the truth wnst
he Ind lost his way twice that morn-l
Ing, not 40 much from neglect of rcnd-I
Ing the slgnposts as from Il dreamy In
attention 10 their pointing fingers, fort
the spell of The great outdoors was on|
him, and he rcvclcd IN the mir ladcnI
with the mingled frngrnnccs of woodI
md field. the lure of the long whiteI
rond. Yet now that he had questioned
Iis dairy divinity he was once moreI
nlert: his drenmincss had fallen fromI
him with astonishing quickness. Butt
before the girl could reply an oldcrS
woman looked from the doorway, andi
It was her voice that answered him.
She was plump and kindly. with n!
fncc like December apple. ru1dy andj
n bit withcrcd. 1t was evident that
few visitors passed that way, and shcI
wns urgently hospitable In her desired
TINT Fnnshnw should not only refrcsh|
himself with her buttermilk, but that
hc should drink II In comfort. indicate
Ing II bench inside the dairy where theI
air seemed like mountain spring com1
pared to the drowsy blaze of noonl
without Fanshaw's horse was conf
tcntcdly cropping beneath the shade off
giant oak. and Fanshaw himself
WINS equally contcntcd and inclined to'
llngcr. He learned that this pleasant
bit OF rolling country WAS the Farlcyl
farm. and In return he vouchsafed the
Information that hc had come from the
IIillbroolt House. the chief hotel OF n
summer colony some eight miles away.
AS he talked no glanced from time to
time at the girl.
IA princess OF curls and cream" he
thought TO himself. IL wonder how
such n jewel came to have rustic
scttlng!"
al suppose you live here with your
aunt. Mrs. Farlcy?" he hazarded.
The girl smiled.
Mrs. Farley is not my aunt" she
answered In n soft, drawing voice.
"I'm nm orphan. work here"
E Mrs. Farley opened her mouth IA If
TO Md something to this speech, then.
thinking better OF It, closed 1t aguin
and. rising. went TO n shelf near by
and continued her Swimming
Il The girl regarded Fanshaw with
wide. chlldlikc blue eyes.
: 81 calculate TO so to the city some
day myself" she said. "Tcll me about
Now York" And Fanshaw, glad of
such listener. plunged In Mt once
with descriptions of Broadway and
Wall street. the rush. the clnmor, tho
glitter. of 1t all. The girl listened. en-
tranced. Even Mrs. harley hung on
every word.
& II often tell Josiah it's shame" she
burst out that we live right here
from year to year and never get away.
Why. the biggest place we've ever
been TO is Clifford Junction. And 1
, guess that though the stores there
seem big enough for me. they wouldn't
be anything In New York"
"Oh. don't know" said Fanshaw
quickly. fearing that his enthusiasm
might have sown the first seeds OF dis
content. PLENTY of New Workers would
be glad to own such a beautiful place
as this"
Mrs. Farley glowed with pleasure
"1'll tell that to JOSIAH" she exclaimed
Tie thinks there's nothing like the
farm. And hope" she added, that
II you're passing by this way you'll
stop In and see us some time again"
Fanshaw promised that he would.
All Mt once the chattcrlng groups on
the hotel veranda seemed vapId and
embarrassing. He discovered that golf
and tennis bored him unutternbly.
Even the plans for the flower cotillon
TO be held three weeks hence failed to
inspire him. though only the day be-
fore he had been one OF the prime NOV
ers of the innovation. The sweets of
popularity had become suddenly taste
less. for tho very reason perhaps that
s'nnshaw had had more than his share.
+ Every one liked the broad shoulder
ed. frank eyed young fellow. from the
senior partners OF the law firm where
fe was making conspicuous progress