The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1922-05-19

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unfamiliar village street. and man
trudging along. gioomily. At the
fRrthsst end Of the street. weather
beaten house. it, faded green blinds
closed against possible sunshine. its
verandas bleak, and wind-swept-
To this uncomfortable goal, the
strlnger forced his WAY. he
questioned q passer-by q to where en-
tertainment might be found, and was
directed uncertainty. 10 the shabby
house at the end Of the. street.
"Mebbe Miss Perkins will take you
I'm. Offered thexpasserbv., ~ -s's'sss''T
When Philip Cogston agreed to run
out to the country to look over the
farm his elderly sister anticipated
buying. be expected to drive the fifty
odd miles In his chr. Minerva was
imperative that he should go no later
than Wednesday, and on this
Wednesday afternoon Of stormy
weather. roads leading to the un-
.frequented country were almost Inn
passable. SO Philip. impatient with
this new whim Of his whimsical sister,
boarded the train.
Upon his arrival at Lynden village,
he found that the next returning train
would not leave until eight o'clock that
evening. the farm which be was TO pass
judgment upon. was four miles up an
isolated road. He decided. stiil
angrlly, to go back at eight O'Clock
without fulfilling his Grand
What did Minerva want with farm
any way? But then why did Biinerva
enter into any of the foolish business
ventures which claimed her purse and
attention.
The shabby old house WIS opened
by grim-faced woman who eyed him
with hostility.
II was directed here said the con-
fdent man Of big enterprises.
Come In said Miss Perkins, and
he followed into the dismal parior.
Il kin give you some ham an home
made bread an coffee" the woman
offered laconically, IF yuu want To
cit warm. come out to The kitchen"
Thanks" Philip returned drily, Z
will wait here" He settled down In
his overcmt frownine. Woman are
. Queer" he reflected. wherever you
happen 70 meet them His memory
Of his own mother WIS that Of an ex-
acting invalid Minerva. with whom
he made his home was creature of
changing. unreasoning mood Then
here, was this stolid. unconcerned, w
lage woman. He smiled satiricaIly,
as an engraved motto caught hts eye.
Every cloud said the mottu, has
q silver lining. -Great promise that.
In this tomb Of ROOM he medttated.
Then across the rattle Of wind and
rain outside came ripple Of soft
laughter.
well, THAT'S my Inst sptnsfrtng !
hope called girlish voice Philip
looking through the window saw q
young woman turn to wave To an old
man who Ind evidently brought her
to the shabby house In his buggy. He
heard her explaining to Miss Perkins.
h II came out from the city as sur
prise to visit aunt Ellen Ellen. and T And
that Aunt Ellen has gone away shop
| ping until tomorrow. WIN you take
me in for the night. please Hannah
We'll, mebbe," Hannah graciously
complied. ~Theys man IN, there
come to supper" she added.
Good afternoon" she greeted
Philip pleasantly. and turned quickly
to light the forbidden fire.
I'VE are going to be cheernffe she
told Hannah firmly.
Hannah cried the girl Il am
coming out % the kitchen TO make a
fluffy omelette to 30 with that ham /;
you used to let me play ab0ut IN the
kitchen when I was little girl, and
we will toast the bread, and have our
meal here ON the little table before
the fire. No, you must not object.
you shall be company this evening In
your own home"
Clogston threw aside his outer coat.
the room, all at once was full of rosy
light from fire and lamps. The visit
Ing girl hurnmed happily rs she laid
the white cloth on the small table.
She wore a dress Of vivid scarlet
which matched the color Of her lips
"lts my old gray crepe she in
formed Hannah, hughinSiy. Il dyed
1t to wear on days iike this, when I'm
alone; It makes me feel CHEEKY"
Later, as Hannah washed the dishes,
the girl answered bit ruefulfy to his
questioning concerning her identity.
.Who am II Oh, am Just failure.
went four years ago TO the city to
study art. w1s TO be great
Illustrator. Aunt Ellen still believes
In me, 50 TINT she would sell her farm
In order to come On and help me. But
won't have that sacrifice, SO hurried
home TO prevent It grew up, you
see. In Aunt Ellen's care.>
my name Is Clogston," Philip alb
ruptly announced, -and yoursf- But
the girl smiling, shook her head.
Tomorrow she told him, I'VE shall
have gone our separate ways and
names will mean nothing to us. Good
night"
Philip arose. when you came here"
he said. Il was lost In cloud Of
gloom. you gave 70 that cloud q silver
lining. Tomorrow and through all the
tomorrows 10 come, shall never for
get you. And now. good night, Miss
On :.