The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1907-02-28
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BY PAULINE MONTAGUE.

Evelyn held her pretty head to one
side, like meditative sparrow, and
Jack Carol thought that IL she had
not been his cousin he would have
easily enough fallen in love with her
himself, instead of showing her Sgd
'ney Chamney's photograph and
praising up the original to the very
best Of his ability
"IIe looks handsome. Is he really
as good looking as his picture, Jaek?"
she asked
Hes even handsomer than his
photograph, and, what's more to the
point, he's the very best fellow in the
world" said Jack, enthusiastically.
"Yes?" Evelyn answered, thought
fully, and then her cheeks flushed
little, and the sparkle in her eyes
gave place to gravity ut is certain
ly very much more to the point, Jack,
and think Mr.. Chamney is a gen.
tleman l would like-could like
very well, If only
She hesitated. dropped her lovely
head and then laughed.
"What a girl you are, Eviel What
an unmeasurable grill You always
have an If between you and every
promise of pleasure.
81 believe l do" she said, in her
sweet, spirited way. II have to,
Jack; don't you see? In this case.
If only and she flashed a saucy
smile from her violet eyes at him
''if only Mr.. Sydney Chamney had an
income, or a salary, or even wages of
his own, and / was not so rich as l
unfortunately am"
Jack laughed at the lugubrious
little sigh she uttered.
'You can easily get rid of your for
tune, Evelyn" he observed. You
might make it over to a society for
Christian burial of murdered felines,
or you could give it to me, for that
matter"
Don't be absurd, Jack" she said,
half vexedly.
And don't you be a goose" he an
swered, tartly. II tell you sgd Cham
ney is fine fellow, and II he hadn't
a cent he'd deserve the best woman
that walks this earth"
Evelyn looked seriously at the pho
tograph moment, then asked:
"Why doesn't he come himself IL
he is so anxious to become acquainted
with me?"
Jack smiled.
80, no! my spirited little lady!
that's what's the matter, is it? Well,
he's coming by and by. He's not one
of your sort to rush headlong into
anything-even a ladys favor. He
is off for an indefinite time-on a
solitary hunting expedition-and the
stars only know when he'll come
back. But when he does-good-b by
for you, Evelyn, my dear!"
And after Mr.. Jack Carol had has
tily beaten his retreat Evelyn sat
thoughtfully by the window, study
ing the pictured face of Sydney Cham
pey.
II do like his looks very much. I
wonder how long it will be before he
comes back?"
A big, low ceilinged room, with an
open fireplace, where huge log lay
blazing and sparkling, sending great
streams of light out into the old fash
toned room, and dispensing warmth
and cheer and an unutterable home
ness.
In front of the fire, beside table
covered with crimson cloth, old
Eben Orr sat, laboriously reading a
weekly paper, and portly, motherly
Mrs. Orr was darning stout gray
socks from deep basket by her side.
"A comfortable cat slept on a rug
nearer the fire; a pitcher of cider, a
plate Of rosy apples, a tin basin OF
cracked walnuts were on asmall shelf
in the chimney corner, and Ellie
King, the pretty little new school
teacher, who lived at the Orr farm
house, was leaning back in a little
low rush bottomed chair, shielding
her face from the light and heat with
q letter just received from home.
Outside the wind was blowing in
fitful, wild gusts and the night was
raw and cold, with snow coming down
in binding, whirling clouds-a wild
bitter night for man or beast to be
abroad, Ellie was thinking, just as 6
rapid hurry of footsteps on the
ground outside and a knock on the
kitchen door disturbed the serene
coziness In the farmhouse kitchen.
''Bless my heart" Mr.. Orr said
cheerily, as he opened the door, 81
'taint Mr.. Chamney back again
Come right in It's a stormy night
and no mistake"
tits /, sure enough, and glad to b,
under a roof once more. Mrs. Orr
how do you do? Mr.. Orr, I'm glad t,
shake hands with you againl"
He stamped the snow off his thicl
boots before he came into the room
TO shake hands with his host and hos
tess, and, as he came into the full
light OF the fire and bright lampligh
Ellie King looked up and saw him o
whom in her month OF residence a
the Orr farm she had heard not lit
tie, and decided, with light spark
OF admiration in her eyes. that 1t wa
all true--so far as Mr.. Chamney'
appearance was concerned.
This is Mr.. Chamney, Ellie" MI
Orr said. with certain little pride 4
his voice. This is Miss Ellie King
out schoolteacher. She lives here
and we're glad to have her here, too.
sydney bowed and laughed at tn
unconventional Introduction, and El