The Caucasian., 1913-10-30

nAck, "Mcu are erue, crcefers
hest oR 'em are. That's the reason I've
stayed single, I've said that never
world want 90 lose my maiden illu-
siosx concerning love"
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| At Araysuo 9oah found ois brother
Jason b,@ly engaged in gathering
pumpkins from the fiela Nason was
looking decidedly oR % semVee Ohen
he spied Noah coming
4 Hello. brothet. SAID SaeDn elaAly;
'Tm glad O. see 600 oue en- afraiN
you've come % q poB olsco Sina'e
gono over O. Gittle River: seemo eev-
lab Fitch sent word sfo Gas going to
stay u your house for Q fs0 days ano
wanted Nina - CONG oses ane spen6
she day. sheD gone ano 9 know sAea
she comes bac9 chat She'll Cell No ehss
Beuiahi II - coming bers 60 anoanee
ione ot her contrapted vista
! "Gosh hang &C. Eoah, Thas voman
SUondB thrso 0ontfss out % ste seas
1t my house, Why done chs esee
seGy o tomes"
You've got Oe" 1aia Hosn Gdsy.
q figure thaS she spends eour oloneho
3out ~ ever9 year at my bousc. and Q
know shO eisits q eJe ae Sim 1punnee's
and tho Peterby. Whac ssane %
know D 0hy she should .alwayS be eis
ting arou0d our houses instead of liv-
ling in that comfortable house Of hese:"
u Iason had .been thinking Bhile his
brother talked q slog amiss oroke
Aover his brOnzed 9h0
Help ne gse che eesG oe ehese
pumpkins into tho eellar ana S'll cell
you q cure. Q never thoughe q ie lo
fore" he said enthusiastically
Y The 0rothee8 worked &c 0essras
Sours. and just Gt dusk Che tnse loa0
Of golden pumpkins werle ehrouco ei,s
y6Td and halted at che cellar doss
4 "You put them Inside 6eib . gee
suppdE'' said Jaso6
| 1t was while they 0eso citing osee
10 meal of baked beans and baked op
1 pies and mitE thae 1asos oibes 10
folded hlS plan
The result g Go conference 0ae
that when Nina Dihley arrived. oone
that night on the evening trails slA
found a nd1e pinned o. the elors ID Clio
kitchen.
Dear Wife-e tdd voc last summer aAas
y Beulah Fitch ever settled dowU here
SOr another one Of her visits I'd go away.
| II it's her home. why. II amt mitfe! You
told me thu morning that she was coming
in a day or two. and this afternoon Joe
Marks. the oil man. said Beulah told hin
that she w@ coming to stay Il chrss-
mas. I know shell cou0 II DC says 90.
ItS TO last straw. Nina I'm going
away for q spell. and I'll write you. YoN
can get Benny Brown to help you with
tho chores. Your afrectionate husband.
JASON DIBLEY,
And Niro 0ho was small and blaze
eyed and had mind % her own some
times, sat down anO wrote o lett0 ss
Benth Fitch
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Beuiah Fitchts comfortable old fash
ioned house was set on hillside in
grove Of chestnut trees. On this par
Noah's departure from home. Miss
Fitch came painting up the road from
the corner where the stage had left
her Highmeadow was about ten
miles from Little River and an equal
distance from Grayson. the home Of
Jason Dibley. and it was very pleas
ant place in which to live. Beuiah
had lived here all her life-when she
wasn't visiting among her relatives.
She was rarely at home to offer hos
pitality IN return. so the big house on
the hill vas closed most Of the time,
except when Beulah rented it ADr the
summer season to city people.
Now she approached 1t with dis
satisfied face. The wind was blowing
bleakly through the leafless trees, and
tho ruddy sunset prophesied colder
weather. She thought Of the well fill
"a coal bins and the great pile Of fire.
wood. How the stoves would eat mp
, / the coal and wood!
BeulaA Fitch gboked generous and
hospitable. She was built on a large
plan, physically, but really she was
avaricious to degree. and as the
years wore on the faulp ate deeper
iate her character. while her bank ac-
ceunt increased.
"I'n 1ave = make fire. groaned
Beulah. for she loved comfort like a
CT, ana she knew that she must have
flre In the sitting room base burner.
'.And I'll have to get some milk and
e9gs from Peterson In the morning.
I'm glaS 1 stopped at the store and
ordered supplies. I'm most starved"
AZ Beulah paused to rest before
ascending the path that led aronnd to
the back OF the house. little boy
.hptoed out from the boxw0od borders
Of the front yard and addressed her
In stage whisper.
'.Heilo Miss Fitch! Say. do you
know there's burglars in your houseY'
II Burglars? Mercy me! When-now r
calculated Beulah. thinking Of the sill
yer spoons In the parlor cupboard and
| the thousand and one treasures she