Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1874-02-26
THE PRETTY MARKET GIRL.

"Dear me! I'm sure don't know what
TO do; if ever anybody was in Tx I'm
In one now"
"What is it, auntie; can't Ihelp you
out of your fix?"
"Sakes alive no, Lutte, dear, you can't
help me one bit"
aNow don't gay that, auntie; I'm quite
certain / can be of service TO you II you
will only allow me. Why, I've been here
whole week, and I've done nothing bue
dress, read, eat and sleep, and I'm quite
as useless as the stuffed owl that is
perched above the book case that is in the
library, and a great deal more in the
way"
8Why, child!" and good Mrs. Bentley
stopped in her work of preparing a tur-
kew for the market and looked with low
ing earnestness upon the beautiful feat
ures of her niece. 81 don't like to hear
you talk that way. You in the way?
WHY. bless your dear heart, the beloved
child of my dead sister can never be In
my way"
ing out here to spend another Thanksgiv-
inc with you if you will not allow me to
be of some service during my stay" per-
sisted Lutte. "Come, tell me all about
your fix IS you term 1t, and see If am
not worth something besides running
around and amusing myself while others
are making themselves useful"
ooh, Lutte! there is nothing you can
do, though I'll tell you all about 1t, just to
pacify you. You see, ali this poultry and
a lot of butter and eggs were to be deliv-
cred today in the city, for the day after
tomorrow will be Thanksgiving day, and
Jonas, our hired man, is sick with cold
and sore throat, and can't leave his bed /;
your uncle is away and won't be home
until tomorrow night, and how under
the sun am going to deliver these things
according to contract is more than can
tell"
ToNrs. Bentley's surprise Lutte clapped
her hands and danced about the room,
exclaiming:
"Just the thing! Capital capitalr'
"What on earth dc you mean, child?"
she managed to say at last.
"Why, that ! will go to the market anc
deliver the turkeys, butter and eggs my
self. Now don't say one word, auntie, 7"
she continued, as her good old auntie
elevated her hands, rolled up her eyes
and opened her mouth as If to give vent
to an emphatic "Oh! "Dont say one
word the idea just suits me, and l am
determined to go if-you will allow me-"
she added, demurely.
what, you'll the heiress and daughter
of Judge Haines? You, the belle OF the
city, going TO market with turkeys, but
ter and eggs-of all things"
Yes. auntie, and can do 1t just as
well as Jonas would. Now don't oppose
me, will you? that's dear good SOUL
Mrs. Bentley really felt distressed 70
know how to fulfill her contract, and was
truly thankful for the prospect OF assist
ance, but she could hardly reconcile her
self to the idea that her niece, the beauty
and heiress of whom she was so proud,
should perform the role OF market girl
However, Luties arguments prevailed,
and she went to her room TO prepare for
her expedition.
Borrowing short dress from the
help she donned it, and then folding
shawl in the shape of mantle, she
threw 1t about her shoulders, and with
her rich tresses hanging in beautiful pro
fusion over her neck and shoulders she
looked like a very lovely country girl.
Placing a dainty hat upon her head
she mentally declared herself ready, and
tipped down to the kitchen to present
herself for her auntis inspection.
swell, / do declared exclaimed that
worthy lady; awhoever would know you?
Why, Lutte, If had met you face to face,
should never have guessed it was you II
hadn't known
I'm glad to hear you say so, auntie,
Tor / don't propose TO be recognized by
any one. Oil twill be rare fun" and
with gay laugh she waltzed about the
room.
Are the things all readys" she asked,
stopping to take breath.
Yes, but the old horse must be bar.
nessed-can you do thsty''
don't know, auntie; I think 30; At
least can try" She skipped away TO
me stable, and after half hours patient
soil she led old Billy around TO the door,
~ harnessed and attached to the market
wagon.
In short time the said wagon was
niied with the important articles for some