The Call of the Cumberlands

Samson's face lighted with the revolutionizing effect that a smile can

bring only to features customarily solemn.

"Miss Lescott," he said, "let's call that a trade--but you're gettin'

all the worst of it. To start with, you might give me a lesson right

now in how a feller ought to act, when he's talkin' to a lady--how I

ought to act with you!"

Her laugh made the situation as easy as an old shoe.

Ten minutes later, Lescott entered.

"Well," he said, with a smile, "shall I Introduce you people, or have

you already done it for yourselves?"

"Oh," Adrienne assured him, "Mr. South and I are old friends." As she

left the room, she turned and added: "The second lesson had better be at

my house. If I telephone you some day when we can have the school-room

to ourselves, will you come up?"

Samson grinned, and forgot to be bashful as he replied: "I'll come a-kitin'!"