The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1912-06-21
CHAPTER ~.
"Waitine For a Prince to Come"


the girls had said about Jim,
at which she laughed heartily.
but grew very red and showed
some annoyance when he related what
they had said about choosing a farm
In the country and especially when
reference was made to Squire Haw-
kins. shall never forget how my
the table. 1t had left my table empty
and had come back piled to the brim
with every sort of vegetable on the
table. Miss Ellen laughed when l con.
fessed that did not know how to eat
rice, nor would she rest content until
she had taken my plate and arranged
it according to the manner of eating
rice in that section. She covered 1t
with butter and sprinkled little salt
on 1t and, handing 1t back to me, bade
me eat 1t, telling me that 1t was part
of my education. She laughed again
when I wanted to put pepper on 1t,
but she would let her father put lit
tie dish gravy over it If 1t were not
palatable. l ate 1t, not because liked
l.
much sawdust had she told me 1t was
good and asked me to do so.
Every now and then, after l had
swallowed some rice, would look up
to find her eyes fixed roguishly on me,
and then we would both laugh. She
seemed to relish the idea that did
not like the rice and that was eating
gha nj
to do so. l made this fact very plain
to her by the faces | would make In
Jwallowing It. She confessed after
ward to little malice In forcing me
to eat 1t, and later, when l really be-
gan to like 1t, she would often say,
will you have your rice with cream
and sugar on 1t or a little pepper. Mr..
PalmerT
After dinner we went on the porch.
where Bud brought us pipes. 81 hope
you like the pipe" he said as he hand
ed me an old brier root. I'VE have
given up cigars lately-on account of
the tariff" he added with a big, good
natured laugh. / said / did; that it
was my chiefest luxury in my univer-
sity days and l still preferred it to
cigars. Colonel Turpin said that If /
did not object to music Ellen would
play us something; that she always
did when he took his after dinner
smoke. | said that could not imagine
greater luxury, and leaned back pre-
pared to undergo any amount Of tor
ture and outrage to my artistic nature,
for l knew something of music, as my
father had been a splendid performer
on the piano and had given me the ben.
eft Of his knowledge. Instead of hymns
and waltzes, however, there foated
through the window to US the sweetest
notes l seemed ever to have heard. ]
sat dreamily thinking of this lovely
girl and her odd surroundings when
she appeared at the window and asked
If there was anything that liked espe-
cially.
II do not know If you care for
Chopin" she said. Father does not
know it is Chopin, but it is the music
he likes, and so | always play some of
the nocturnes for him"
''The truth is, Miss Turpln," | said,
II did not think of what you were play
ing, but was merely feeling the effect
Of the music. Your playing seemed to
me TO be a part of the scene out here,
as If it were an accompaniment to the
moon in its wanderings or to the stars
in the silent Watches"
My speech sounded like flattery, and
/ blushed as the thought came TO me.
Il hope you will forgive my praise If
1t seemed extravagant," I said. but |
only said what was In my heart with
out rejecting that you might take II
for fiattery." l had been accustomed
TO pay compliments at will and some
times, fear, was given to flattery, but
/ would not have had this young girl
think me guilty of such Ill breeding
for anything In the world.
'If that is the way you feel" she an
swered sweetly. Il will play something
for you and trust to pleasing father"
and, going back to the piano, she play
ed something-I do not know what
Bud said he had never heard her play
1t before, and, though asked her often
after that to play II for me again, l
never heard II, yet the strains even
now 60 through my head when sit i