The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1872-09-13
HOW HARRY BEAT HIS UNCLE.

my life," quoth Mrs. Marley, elevating
her two rheumatism-twisted old hands
in the air. "Dust on them beautiful
velvet carpets; glass in the cohservato.
ny windows all broken; chickens
scratching up all the geraniums on the
front lawn, and the lazy servants david
ling away their precious time, while
poor dear Mr.. Avenel and Harry don't
know any more what's going on than if
they were boarders. Says L: Dear
heartslive, Mr.. Avenel, this is enough
to make your poor wife turn in her
grave Says he-you know his pleas
ant way Well, / know it isn't just
right, Mrs. Marley, but what can do p
And l answers. says l, Get house
keeper Says he. 'Where?' Says |,
Advertise Says he, Mrs. Marley,
you've hit the nail on the head. rll
advertise to morrow And that's how
that paragraph happened to be in the
papers ?" 10
Here Mrs. Marley stopped to catch
breath, and nodded emphatically at her
auditor, pale woman dressed in deep
mourning, with the unbecoming frame
work of widows cap around her face.
g And do you think would suit the
gentleman ?" the latter asked timidly.
"You can but try" was Mrs. Narley's
encouraging response. "Mr. Avenel's
as easy as a lamb, and not one O. them
as is everlastingly checking off bills and
counting nickel pennies, and Harry's
dreadful pleasant tempered. Any way,
if was you. Mrs. Hswkhurst, I'd go up
and see."
And Mrs. Hawkhurst, holding her
pretty little daughter by the hand,
went up, accordingly, TO the handsome
stone house on the hill.
There she found Mr.. Avenel in a
state of tenn oorary siege, for others be.
sides herself had seen the tempting ad-
vertisement, and made haste to answer
it. There were fat women and lean,
tall women and short, Scotch women
and Germans, smiling slovenly women,
and trim, sharp-visaged women, women
who had seen hetter days, and women
who evidently hadn't.
Mrs. Hawkhurst looked around
somewhat discouraged by the formida
bic array of rivals.
"There's no hope for me-" she
thought despairingly, and was just
about TO turn away, with the timid
Juliet clinging to her hand, when Har
ry Ayenel advanced.
Do you wish to see my uncle
ma'am?" he asked courteously.
"I-I called about the housekeeper'
situation," meekiy murmured th'
widow. .r ... !.
And Harry showed her in at once.
The fat and the tall, the German ant
the Scotch, the sour and the sweet went
Avenel decided TO engage Mrs. Haw
hurst as his housekeeper, with permis
sion to keep Juliet with her.
"She is all 1 have, sir" eaid tn,
housekeeper apologetically; "and sh,
will try to be useful about the house.
How old is she 2" asked Mr.. Avenel
Fifteen, sir.'' &@A
Well, let her stay" said the widow
@r good humoredly. She'll eat n,
more than chicken, and ! dare sa,
abe can do a great many odd thing
about the place. f,5..5j. IL :
Mrs. Hawkhurst proved herself ri
executive oficeresso of the grea est abiii
~. Gradually the ''chaos and old night
'oi Avenel place was reduced TO system
and order. The wheels of housekeep
ing reyolved so softly that no one kne,
'hey had moved, yet these were the re
suits. You scarce ever saw the house
keeper glide about the halle. vet tn
s.nn declared her omnipresent. Mr.
Axenei found himself actually the in
naoiant OF home once more az tn,
years slowly passed away.
as m was sitting on piazza one day
a.sng g ms cigar, and watching th
Snrs, movements of Juliet Hawk
na"hia i as sue was planting vines in
IN ar1ie vase tina. occupied the center n
sne avn, when Ars. Mar. ey came % ont
A nice evening, sir,D ssid Mr. NJ,
aey; Oh, there she Is '' ~ -
Mho?' Mr.. Ayenel .sl.a
Why. that foolish child Jn,;., - -,
saered the old lady sharply. si 5av;n
10 patience M with her, that | hsy,ntn
..L." ~n& has she been doing now.
eaS1 Mw tne wldower with an amused fac,
why, shes refused Ben Nichol,
.'aes. son, as likely and beforelisnde
Young fellow as there is in III
country" Va
~. Ayenel started.
a. pen Nicholsi Why, Mrs. Narle,
she y only a child.y
i d.d 1aes M seventeen next week." no,
aed Mrs. Marley, "and high time Il
'ncught of settling"
r. ar. Avenel lo5ked across HI wbe,
. shs $1,000 In her pink ginghaii1 dres
IA I'I summer Wind stiffins her cur!
mo her cheeks ~ softly tinted - ii