Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1874-05-18

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spectacles On the end of her apron as
she listened to Becky's statement of her
errand.
..Do tell 2" said Mrs. Brown. Think
o your goin' out as a kitchen gal. Why.
your hands is as white as our Stasia's-
It's come down in the world, amt it
and Widow Martel has always held her
head so high. Dear me-kltchen gal y
Where is the harm % said Becky,
composedIy, Il have yet to learn that
there is any disgrace in earning an hon.
est livelihood in whatsoever manner may
seem best"
s.Of course-of course, said Mrs.
Brown, ..but Stasia never washed a dish
or ironed pocket handkerchief in her
life-she thinks it kind o low to work
and then Stasia's so literary. However,
l don't know as have any objections
what can you do %
And Becky went through a list of do
mestic accomplishments as calmly as a
fashionable retired young lady enumer-
ates the conquests she has made, or the
number of parties she has attended dur
ing the year. Mrs. Brown nodded her
head thoughtfully at each one, and Miss
Anastasia, who had sauntered up stairs,
tossed her ribbons rather scornfully.
"Well, guess you may come" said
Mrs. Brown, ''what do you say, Stasia ?''
Really" said Miss Anastasia, sit
cannot be of much consequence to me
who you employ as kitchen maid. Only,
Becky Martel-''
"Well ?"
81 prefer that in speaking to me you
would say Miss Anastasia or Miss Brown,
henceforth Our altered position you
know
Certainly said Becky, trying hard
not to laugh-an effort that dotted her
pretty cheeks with dimples irrepressible.
iii remember, Miss Anastasia."
'.Of course there will be very little
intercourse between us, went on Anas-
tasia, not quite certain whether Becky
Martel was laughing at her, but feeling
a little embarrassed nevertheless. "You
know We are related to the Smiths Of
Milldean-''
Calender Smiths uncle's step-moth-
er was my brothers second wife's cous-
IN ~ interrupted Mrs. Brown.
..Never mind that, mamma, said Miss
Anastasia. rather tartly. 81 dare say,
Rebecca. you will find Desire Peabody a
very pleasant companion-she is the
chambermaid. you know, and [ hope
you'll not get discontented with youl
: station
, Il shall endeayor to preserve spirit
of resignation" said Becky dryly.
Miss Anastasia was little puzzled a
, the new kitchen maids perfect self-pos
session, and went down stairs to resum,
e the perusal of the yellow-coyered pamph
= let, not exactly satisfied with the effec
/ produced BY her lofty speeches.
e Mr.. Calender Smith was packing hi
trunk to leave the city.
n An occupation which Mr.. Callende
!, Smith particularly detested-and so h
h had given himself recess for the pun
: pose of smoking cigar.
a He was dark, handsome young maj
IS with bright, arch eyes and very blac
T. hair-an of-haud, gypsy style of goo
d looks that corresponded with the crimso
dressing gown to charm. And withs
there was frank light under the jett
D lashes that made people like Callende
v Smith whether they would or no.
(. 81 don't see soliloquized Mr.. SmitI
in show these things are ever going I'M
le my trunk. It's like the story in the Ar;
J. bian Nights-the boots and things hay
re swelled to twice their size since the
of came out If | crammed them in an
. how, and jumped on sake of compac
ur ness its bad for the cologne bottl
and fancy inkstands, if | packed the
is loose +; I'd like to know how fifteen pa
r. of boots and a dressing-case are goir
into valise Who's that Come i
nd Jefferson-l can't ask you to take
:" chair, because you see, they are all full
an but shall be very happy if you viii tai
to the top of trunk, or the coal seuttle.
Carl Jefferson advanced gingerly in
the room, carefully avoiding the mai
traps and pitfalls that strewed the foe
Is and sat down on an empty hat box.
Packing up, eh ? Where are Y,
do going ?''
Home y
al "And where is that 90
,at "a place called Milldean, in the thri
ing State of Connecticut"
H. MAY l ask the cause of this sudd
move 90
", .'0f course I found myself getti
int dispirited and headachy, and general
disguised with city life. Besides, L
zen a lively desire to see what dandeli
is like, and to inhale an atmosphere l
impregnated with gas, frangippanni a
in bad cigars"
"a tolerahIv oood array af reasans