The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-07-01
Mrs. HaughtOn's Girl.

NEAR me u SAID Mrs. daugntOn,
~ as she bent over great kettle of
simmering ounces. 81 don't know what
we are to do. can't get such girl as l
want for any wages, and there is every
thing to be DONE"
"Just like papa !" said Fannie, working
away at mass of paste that was to appear
later in the shape of pies. "I don't sup
pose he even remembered we had no girl
when he invited Mr.. Austin and his cous-
in.''
IF it were only gentlemen, shouldn't
care, but there is Mrs. Austin"
"Mamma 70
"Fact, my dear. OF course your papa
forgot to mention that till just as he was
starting for the city this morning, and they
will all come with him this evening. /
have sent Daisy to put the spare room in
order but you know how it will look"
"She'Il make up the bed on the floor,
and put the toilet service on the chair,''
laughed Fannie. "I'rl try to get peep.
Mamma, here comes Bessie Turner"
"She will have to come in here"
The visitor, advancing up the garden
walk, did not wait for an invitation to the
kitchen, but came directly to the half open
door. She was small pretty girl of about
twenty-five, with a marked air of refine
ment in her sweet face and the graceful
carriage of her slight figure.
Two years before she had driven to call
upon Mrs. Haughton in her own carriage,
but her fathers sudden death revealed the
fact that he was deeply in debt, and had
left no fortune for his only child. Since
that time Bessie had been teaching in the
Seminary at B; but on the day that
Fannie Haughton saw her from the kitchen
window it was school hours. Her knock
was answered by cheerful "Come in,
Bessie" and she obeyed the summons.
Mrs. Haughton," she said, after greet
ings had been exchanged, al heard you
wanted girl"
81 do, indeed. Do you know of a good
one?'
"Will you take me?'
"Bessie !" cried both ladies.
must do something for living, and
DIR. VIII says must neither sew nor teach
next winter, if l want to live. He assures
me my only chance of recovering from the
trouble in my lungs that have had so
long is to give up teaching, and he posi-
lively forbids me to touch a needle"
4" But Bessie, you-a lady" gasped
Fannie.
Are you any less lady for making
pies this morning, Fan-Miss Haughton, I
mean9 suppose you will hardly care to
have your servant girl call you Fannie"
"Don't be absurd, Bessie. The idea of
your fathers daughter being servant
girl J" said Mrs. Haughton.
But Bessie was in earnest, and her tones
were very positive as she answered:
must earn my living, Mrs. Haughton,
and cannot teach for time. You must
he aware that my salary has not been suf-
fieient for me to save enough to live on all
winter. If you will not have me l must
90 among strangers"
al should be glad enough to have you
If you really mean it.
really mean 1t. You can pay me Just
what you paid Sarah. Pm sorry" she
said gayly, 81 have no recommendation
from my last place."
4" But we are expecting company" said
Fannie.
IN allow you to have company some
times was the gracious reply. "Now,
Miss Haughton, III finish the pies = and
Bessie took large apron from her pocket,
tied 1t over her black dress, removed her
cuffs rolled up her sleeves and took pos
session OF the pie-board.