The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1912-08-27
BY LOUIS K. MERRIFIELD.
Copyright, 1912, by the Associated
Literary Press

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What a funny name. anyway
Doris knelt on the nearest chair and
leaned over her cousins shoulder TO
get better look at the letter.
Charity Lavinia Warren. l wish
we could keep her out of sight until
the COPYRIGHT dane is over. Eve"
Evelyn did not answer. She was
reading the little fainty scented note
once more. She had never dreamed
that Charity Warren would ever have
accepted her half hearted invitation,
and come clear from Fairville, Va.
down to Pinehurst, Ga TO spend
Thanksgiving.
ut won't be a Dit what she ex-
poets. either went on Doris. No
snow, harvest home festivals. barn
dances. sleigh rides; nothing but us
and the hotel. Whatever will we do
with -her. Ever
How old do you suppose she is?
Sixty"
Doris laughed at the woe-begoue ex-
preston on Eyelyn's pretty face.
NO She's thirty-two, think.
Ask father"
Major Warren raised his eyebrows
when the girls broke the news and
shook his head.
Bless my heart, children, don't
ask me. She's the only child OF old
Jed Warren, / know. my fathers
cousin Rather distant. but all in
the family. Treat her as nicely as
you know. mind. Cousin led gave
me a royal time years ago up in the
old Vermont mountains. Never tast-
ed such maple syrup in my life. Fine
horses. too. Jed had BE nice TO his
little girl, Doris
That's all the comfort he'll give
us, Ere" Doris pouted Men never
understand delicate situations.
Evelyn, twenty-four, and seif-pos-
sessed, handled the situation as the
ma ior himself would have done The
little country cousin would arrive the
day before Thanksgiving. The major
was busy entertaining young Buell.
Carteret. the western Judge, who had
turned old politics upside down like
a wornout basket, in his state, and
shaken out all the rubbish \6f years.
Doris was taken up with prepare
tions for the dance. and Evelyn saw
that suite OF pleasant rooms were
set aside for Charity. A group of
northern friends had arrived from
New York, and she found she could
not meet her cousin, but the major
readily agreed to pick her up" in his
own trap.
Yes. but he's picked up Judge Car
teret. too" said Doris. catching ny
ing glimpse of them as she hesitated
on the broad yeranda. Il hope he
doesn't fall in love with Charity"
When the Northern express drew
in the sun had just slipped behind
the shoulder OF Big Tumble noun
tain. The great pines on its uplifted
crest vivid sky. Lonely enough IL
looked to Charity as she stepped
down from the sleeper, and the very
first face that met her eyes was
Buell's. Before the major could in
troduce himself the Judge was before
him, hat off. all his heart In his eyes
as he seized Charity's little hand.
Know her." he exclaimed after
the half laughing explanations.
why, learned all | know In old Jed
Warren's law Office up in Fairville.
major. He took me one day when
strolled into town with nothing but
a violin and my mothers Bible 10
carry me through the world. and he
put me on my feet. Little Miss Char
ity. here, was about seven then,
guess was big country gawk of
eighteen Remember me. Miss Char
ity?"
nj
but with CLEAN Of fun in her soft
grayblue eyes.
Il remember that YOU never called
me Miss Charity then, Buell."
But. bless my heart child, don't
you know he's the rising judge of
the middle West exclaimed the
major 1--WE have to treat him with
respect. and I'll wager my best fox