Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1873-03-27

I get married, Helena? Is not a
man all the happier for uniting his
! fortune with some truly congenial
| soul?" :,
80 trashy and trivial" said Mr.. Rus
sells mature, strong-minded sister.
sewing diligently away on red flannel
shirts for the poor. ;ili'
tbtostIyoang ladies, I grant yo6,
observed Eugene, but not all, Hele-
na.
And you are the very, one. to- be
imposed upon and blinded" said Miss
Helena Russell, who had never yet
left off regarding her brother as q
very small boy, who required admon,
ishing and looking after in every re.
! spect. ( !!
Now you are judging unfairly
Helena. You never have seen Min
fnfg .Akerly. 80 - : :
Il haye heard of . heru though
| aaid Helena Rnssell,'' dryi!. +" She
waltzes and sings, and plays croquet.
20 Is, .anyGof thet three capital
crime Helena? 2" laughingly demand
ed Eugene
Nonsense-you know that isn't
what l mean. But it would be a
great deal more to the point if she
could sew on buttons and iron shirts.
/" Perhaps she can, suggested Mr..
Russell.
Is it likely2'' contemptuously re-
torted Miss Helena.
Suppose we declare truGe upon
the subject" said her brother. "It
is quite plain we never shall agree on
it; and in the meantime. what do
you say to going around withcme to
see Mrs. Maloney?"
"Mrs. Maloneyl Oh the laundtess.
Yes, suppose we ought to see her
about the summers washing. But is
it necessary for me to go myself2"
1t would be better, l suppose. "
And rather grudgingly, Miss Rus
sell went to put on her walking ha-
biliments.
"a sad, .disagreeable part of the
city to come to, she said, elevating
at the same time her skirts and patli-
clan nose, as they wendell their way
to the region Of tenement houses,
groceries and small thread and needle
stores that stretched westward, not
far frcm the palatial mansions OF
Fifth Avenue itself.
yet people live here, Helena.
Yes, and I suppose they like it.
Why. don't they 60 West? I'd send
them there if | was government,
whether they would or not.
"Then tbs fortunate that you are
not government, dryly observed Mr..
Russell.
"This is the number, I believe.
Hallol my little man" to dirty
faced urchin padding in the gutter:
"does Mrs. Bridget Maloney live
here ?"
Master Maloney pricked up his
ears. It's my mother" he said,
IAN its in the basement you'll find
her"
And with 4 twist of his bristly
head in the direction indicated, he
dived once more into the gutter.
Mr.. Russell, with Miss Helena aus
terely by, tapped once at the door,
twice, three times, before Mrs. Malo-
ney's fine contralto voice shouted out:
Come in. wh"rver yon be, and
don't stand there knockin the door
down-Och, an l beg your pardon;
didn't know that it WAS thu quality.
Bat Eugene Russell, stood still IN
the door, his eyes glued to the scene
that met his gaze-Minnie Akerly,
in buff calico dress and white apron
ironing diligently away: with a pile
Of sn wy shirts on her left Land, and
basket, of sprinkled linen on her
right. And Minnie herself, colored
like red rose" Eor a minute,
why am ashamed ?" she reso-
lutely asked herself. Am [ doing
something wrong? l won't be such
foo"
So with this doughty resolution in
her mind, she glanced calmly up, the
pink shadows still glowing on her
Good la afternoon, i K Mr.. Russell" she
said calmly.
And Eugene stammering'y intro
duced her to his sister, who hard stood
judiciouely eyeing the whole scene.
Its the gentleman a wantln oil
his shirts, an sure they, re not done
yet" cried blundering Bridget. :.
"But they viii be soon, said Min
ME; l IN on the last one noW-li
Mr.. Russell will sit down and wait a
few minutes.
You, Miss Akerlv, ironing my
shirls?'
Even 80, Minnie answered. "The
truth is, Mr.. Russell, we are poor;
and although ironing shirts is not 50
genteel an occupation as giving music
lessons or making gax flowers, l am
glad to eafn a'l'ttle money in any
way. | belieye those shirts will give
satisfaction, and she smilingly glanc-
ed OH the completed pile.
Miss Helena came forward with her
gray eyes fairly luminous Hfftth salts
faction. II IL 81 il i
"My DEAR" said she, 'eI couldn't
have done them better myself, and
that's saying good deal"
And she nodded, in an approving
way, at her brother.
Minnie Akerly went home with tie
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