Delaware state journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1870-1883, 1874-08-08

gold. And you'll go around 10 the laun-
dress, aud hurry her mp a little, won't
you, Georgel -thaL's duck Of a brotheil
and you know perfectly we'll you've
been yawning your Jaws 81 the last
th ee-quartere OF an hour"
"Whore l6 III"
"Only 10 Mendenhall street 80 lust a
pleasant walk. And do give Mira Baker
a scolcinc, and Rsk herif che don't know
better than to keep her customers waiting
although, of course, know You'll do
nothins OF tho sort. Men have 10 moral
coursge. There's the address on card.
lt'l be such relief 10 my mind"
Major George Appleton vas an army
officer, home on furlough, aud rather at
loss TO know what TO do with 30 much
extra time. Rich, which was another
source OF perpexiy handsome, which
wasn't so puzziing
Aud 70 he sauntered along, his hands
In hls pockets end a cigar balanced be.
tween his lips, uncJnsciously advancing
TO meet lis fate'
Rap rap rap The Mai n played a
tattoo with his Rnuckles on a., door.
"Dear me, what noise e' ID voice
inside. "Come III ~ a little louder.
The Major walked Ia, to confront, not
a wrinkled old bag Of washer woman,
In a halo OF soap and steam, but beau.
tilul young lady dark and brilliant as an
Arabian dream, with je,tY curls piuned
back Ia silktn cascade at the back of
her head, and pair of auting scissors 10
her hand.
Major Appleton started back, all his
wits inomentarily deserving HIM II isa
curious fact that the more embarrassed
one party 10 tsts-a-tets becomes, the
greater Ia the cOmposue of the other
Anna Brighton should have colored aud
suffered at being caught thus, but she
didn't.
"whats your business, sIrr' she
asked, with the greatest eslmbess.
"lt's-it's about my sisters gown
Miss Appieton's, you kDori 1"
"Ah /" said Anna. 81 hope TO have II
ready very soon. n you'll wait ten
minutes you may carry il home "
And she took a second pa.rdf 0utiug
scissors from the stove, testing its heat by
holding II dangerously near her velvet
cheek.
Major Appleton, not being posted 10
etiquette aud general decorum eaR no
harm In carrying home basket Of newly
lauhdTled clothes. Bo he sat down and
waited, while honest Mrs. Baker stared
from the other room, where she lay upon
her bed "A captive 10 rheumatic pains.
"ehe's iu a hurry, you know" said the
major, twirllng his thumbs, and think
ing how very pretty the girl was
$50 am l." said Anna, making the
flutipg scissors glide in and out In most
marvellous manner among the clouds Of
sunny tiuslin.
"sbe wants to wear IT," added the
major.
''But say-your know-you're not a
regular wssherwoman I"
Anna lightly Strengthened herself up.
"My father was a colonel In the ksgu-
lar Army. My grandfather was Hyde
Brighton, Of Brighton Manor, ou the
Hudson. But we are reduced now, and
we need money! and ! au not ashamed
to work."
by jovo you're a trumPl' said Major
Appleton, starting up.
Much obliged to you" retorted Anna,
with sparkling eyes. "Wlu.d you mind
holding the end Of that sash for me-jusi
a second while finish this loopf"
And when Minnie came Ep 10 see how
her sister was getting on, she found hel
aided and abetted by the meJor OF cavalty,
who was heating the alternate pairs u
dullng scissors after a most scientific
fashion.
"Dear me, " said Niles Appleton, when
At last her brother made his appearance
"1ow long you hRvS betn I"
"Y,f," said tie major, rlbblns BIZ
hands, 1i.h al apqcaTalce OF great ssLis
faction, sit took us quite while u hnlsl
those last thirteen houncts.h
"t5r You don'L mean 10 say that b9h
helped the washerwomnn -
"Yys, did," said the ma lori "and The
frocks ate down stalls, ana IN going "
for game Of billiards " Aud as he wen
he muTmured 70 himself, 81 thought a..
glils wsrs Allks, but believe I've discov
cred one iud.pedden,s- one It last
"Graudmamma, I'm going to he mar
rled."
"You, Naunii Why you are bat {
/ child Z"
Anna Brighton was knetlug besides
her grandmolher's chair, and the fairl
gcd mother was stroking her cufis will
one tremuious white hand, where th'
antique Jewels shOne like dr0ps Uf blood
and scintilatiug sparkles OF green IRE
"Im eighteen, grandmaNmA.
$50 you arel How the time flies E'gh
teen years Old But who's the happ!
man We see no society worthy OF our
selves. Nanny, aud"
/ ''pm sure you will like him, grand
: mamma. lie Is coming tC 3 his re
spects to you tonight. His name i
Mslar George Appleton. He ls in the
the Cavalry, and he owns a house ol
Madison Avenue, and-ard he loves me
! grandmamma ~
; Nanny beld her plack uefsed heed o.
/ the old lady's shoulder as she spoke tn
last words.
! IAN natural enough, my detTi but d
you love HIS u
"Yes, grandmamma
"And where did you meet him Whe
were you introduced !"
. ~ wasn't introduced at all, f" reiurnel
! Nanny, with mlschlevouE elves Of I am
. coming and going In her e5es. 81 wa
Autlug muslin up in Mrs. Barker's room
= when he came 10 on an ertanei ani-ot
{ gtandmamtnh, Sou have always though
) il 40 dreadful TO work But II hadn'
h. been working, | never should have ms
e him. And love him go muet
1 grandmammA %
b. "Well, WE'LL" said the old lady, ratht
reluctantly, ".hings seem to be altere
from what they were when | was girl.
/ "but you shall live with US elsayl
o granny dear, and Minnie, too, and "
S shall all be go happy ~
And Anna Breighlon's Tears wtre tesi
= OF perfect JOY.