The Cairo daily bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1870-1872, 1872-05-31
HOW | WAS wOX.
III RuBY MORTIMER.

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hooks and such things and at one time
| had great ambition TO be teacher, but,
YOU see, we are those genteel folks, some
prople call poor but proud, and can't af-
| lord help, so am the 'maid Of all work"
quite an unromantic level 10 my high
flown ideas and ambitious dreams, and II
was Notifying, tell you, but 1t couldn't
be helped.
You think my sister might help? So do
/, but she has such beautiful hands that
she 10 afraid Of soiling them, 30 che sits in
the parlor and embroiders and plays on
the piano, while mother and l drudge in
tho kitchen. But you could not help low
ing my sister, II you knew her, for she is
so prstty-has great hazel eyes, brown
curly hair, and the sweetest little mouth
imaginable; and then she Ia so good
natured that am compelled to like her II
she does call me awkward EN- and Smiley
(that 10 because l laugh SO much y and
there Is no use Of me trying to deny my
awkwardness, Cor ever since could walk
have had the greatest faculty for step
ping on trailing dresses, running against
people In the street, stumping my toes,
and host Of other untutored maladies.
Oh dear no wonder / shock my sister
ana my arlstOCrAtic mamma.
But forgot. was going to tell what
q grand party the Hainsons were going to
give You see, their daughter, Miss Clara,
was coming out, and all the elite Of the
city were to be there. Oh, bless me don't
remember Clara Hanson used to hate
me when we were schoolmatcs down nj
the old academy, because was always
above hor in the classes But now she
had finished her education, and was ready
to come out in society, and I-oh dear -
was nothing better than a kitchen girl,
with no learning to speak of.
My sister was invited, and Of course /
thought she would be delighted, and went
up 20 the house 20 hear what marvellous
toilet she WAS going to make for the occa-
sion but there she sat, with face as
twisted up as the note she held in her
hands.
"Why, what is the matter, May'" 1
asked.
"Matter enough. cant go to the
party. I've nothing to wear"
my dear Miss Flor, Mckinney, where
Is your blue silk, your white null, and
DO you suppose l would disgrace the
Hainsons by wearing . dress had ever
worn before? No indeed" and the
pretty nose turned up contemptuously.
"Well, l am sure don't know what
you will do. Couldn't you get her some
thing new, mother2'
You silly child, you know as we'll as
what our income lie, and l couldn't think
of such thing while coal and -four is SO
high"
AZ don't care; the Hainsons will think
you are too poor to get me anything new,
that is oil, said Mary.
How this stung my mothers pride, for
she tried TO keep up appearances, no mat
ter how lean her purse was.
Couldn't you let her have that pink
silk your aunt gave you? Youknow you
will never have any use for 1t, said my
mother to me.
~ don't care II I won't have any use
for it, said !, angrily; May has got no
right to take what belongs 10 ne"
"Oh, yes, Elm, do let me have IT,"
said May. ut will look splendidly,
trimmed in white lace, and be the very
thing to wear with my pearls. Oh, ar mt
you . going TO let me have it?' said she,
rs she looked at my sullen face. ~ will
give you my blue silk il you will"
II don't want your old blue silk" / ex-
claimed; "but If you want my dress, take it.
l might know l wouldn't have any peace
until you did get ii every one in the
house has 10 give up to you"
Well, the night for the party came, and
very beautiful did May look in the pink
silk, with Its folds of misty lace. I laug hed
as l thought Of my great big hands and
feet, and wondered how they would looL
| in such dress a. that.
"You are a dear good girl said May
as l fastened tho pearls around her thros,
and twined the rOsebuds in her hair, land
you may practice on the piano tonight ut
long as you please"
ooh, thank you," I exclaimed, for i,
was rare thing for May to let me touch
her piano.
Never did time pass so pleasantly, for
had perfect. passion for music, and before
the evening was over had mastered "In
di Fern piece my sister had tried fol
days and days.
"You can't guess who was at the party,
said May that night, as was taking down
her hair.
"well, who You know l could never
guess"
"Why, Ed. Clarencep
ed. Clarencel I thought he was il
| Australia"
$50 he was; and they say he has COM
back rs rich as Jew. But the fun of il Is
hs is going to call tomorrow. Don't tina
surprise you, after knowing what lette
l received when he went away, saying b.
never wanted to look on my fair, false fac
again Oh, how ridiculous;" and Ma,
laid back in the chair, and laughed lonI
and merrily.
Now, didn't think it looked quite fair
for Ed. Clarence was her lover once, an,
a generous one, too; for he bore with he
caprices better than many man woul
have done. But she Tilted him at last, 70
dream-eyed author, something of tn
: kind, who in turn Tilted her. Ed. wen
away after that, and l felt so sorry 70
him that wrote him note, telling hin
how sympathized with him. 1t was 8
silly in mo to do so, but I was young an
didn't know any better, and as he neve
answered 1t supposed he had forg often NJ
about it, SO it was no use for me to foe
ashamed.
"How did he look, May? asked q
last.
"Oh more cold and proud than ever.
. ~ suppose you intend to win him."
81 think the prospects look bright. b.
do hush and 60 TO bed, want to go I
. sleep before morning"
!, Her word was low, and the remaindt
Of the night was left in peace.
The next morning found my sister, in
better humor. Ed. Clarence was comm,
you know and her temper was perfet
when beau was expected.
2 Win Ed. call this morning p aske