Clingham mad at each other!
If there had been a post office with
in ten rods she would have tossed her
head and braved it out, but five miles!
She wanted to weep. She wanted to
write a long letter the day she ar
rived, if only there had been a tele
phone-but there wasn't!
Miss Nina waited five long days and
then she wrote. She had a heart, and
she wanted to spread it with the ink,
but It wouldn't do. Mr. Clingham must
be taught a lesson. She mentioned
that she had arrived, that she had
found her aunt about as usual. that
there were hollyhocks in the garden,
that it was dry weather and that a
goose had chased her.
Mr. Jones and his old horse and
wagon came jogging along on time,
and when the letter had departed the
schoolma'am felt relieved. Indeed,
she almost felt sure that the farmer
would bring her one in return. Mr.
Clingham might simply write that it
was his busy day-and the city was
dusty-and the comet didn't amount
to shucks-and he was going to the
ball game, and sign it: "Your very
obedient servant," but it would be a
comfort. She went half a mile up the
road to meet Farmer Jones on his
return. She pretended she was look
ing for scenery.
"Got you a letter, by gol!" he shout"
ed at her from a poikt 20 rods off.
