Elizabeth daily monitor. [volume] (Elizabeth, N.J.) 1868-1880, 1869-04-09
KATE's STORY
OR,
THE Girl WITHOUT A Mission.
BY MRS. NJ. L. RAYEE.

"Nettie Vaughn, why don't you do
something, said Kate Vaughn to her
idle young sister, who was seated ON
the rug outside of the fender, in care
less, dreamy attitude.
II am waiting for baby's food to
boil" she said, lifting the porcelain
saucepan from the top of the CRATE.
"And seeing faces in the FREQ respond
ed her brother Edward, pert youth of
fifteen. Nobody coming to WOO,
sister ?"
81 hope not" answered the CHEEKY
voice, " for what would you do without
me to tease, % and she went out lightly,
with the cup of thick milk in her hand.
II must get my writing" said Kate
there's pa coming, and if L am not at
work he will ask me to read those ted
ious debates"
She took down q pretty rosewood
writing desk, and, opening it, began to
unroll quantity of manuscript.
"What will you call your story, Kate ?"
asked her brother. 81 have not yet
decided ; perhaps I will leave that to
the publishers. Now don't disturb me,
Ed, for I've got to that passage where
the heroine makes her first appear
ance Edward composed himself to
his task of coming brackets out of
cigar-boxes, just as his father, Mr..
Vaughn, entered the room, and, wet
and tired, looked around for some one
to help him off with his coat and on
with his dressing-gown and slippers.
He did not wait moment before Net
tie was at his side, aud he was enthron-
ed dry and comfortable in his favorite
chair.
Where's the paper ?" he asked" I
want to learn whether that Bill pas
sed the House or not Can t you read it,
Nettie % "In moment, father, but I
promised mother to put baby to sleep
tonight. He is crosser than usual
from his teeth"
Late in the evening the whole family
was assembled in the sitting room.
Helen, the eldest daughter, with tidy
to crochet; Kate with her writing, and
Edward with his wood carving and
Nettie, who had read three-column
political debate to her father, was do
ing nothing seeing which, Hester
made IN attack upon her.
"Why don't you get some work,
Nettie o.
Well, my mending is all done, and
[ have nothing new to sew | have no
taste for crocheting, and am not clever
enough to be a writer. / think l am
intended for the lazy member of this
family.
Nettie,' said her father, who
thought she WAS talking rather tiappant.
ly, "you had better find something to
do Nobody is expected to go through
this world without work >
There was slight rap at the door,
and the cook put her head in. " Miss
Nettie, if you please will you write my
letter for me now ?"
Oh, yes, said Nettie, jumping up !;
81 had nearly forgotten it
Really said Edward" was not
aware that our Nettie was foreign cor
respondent.
" She is anything and everything
that is useful" answered his mother.
4" only wish the rest of you spent
your time to as good advantage"
" Tn willing to be taught" said the
boy, pleasantly. I'll put that handle
on the kitchen door now, to be" in with. ;"
When Nettie returned to the room,
she brought the baby, undressed and
ready for bed, and sat down before the
fire to toast his fat little feet.
why didn't you let Mary have that
baby, and do something useful ? This
is the seventh tidy I've crocheted this
month intend this for the Orphans
Fair" snid Hester, looking at it, affect
ionately.
| 81 shall not writeAny more tonight, !"
said Kate. closing her desk, and yawn-
ing.
Have You given yoar story name?'
asked her mother, who estimated Hates
talent at its true value. " If not, let
me suggest one. Call it"--with NEAR
ing glance toward Nettie, bending over
baby" The Sunshine Of the Family
or. the Girl Without Mission. ;" p
They took the hint; and Nettie, who