The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1875-02-16

ing in her basket, waiting to be done up,
at this present moment. Five dollars
a piece she has for them.
Well?
shall do them up.
Nanny? You7
Well, why not Think what golden
stream of pactolus ten dollars would be
in our empty Golfers Ask yourself how
on earth you or could earn ten dollars
in any other way. And after all, Swiss
muslin dress is pretty poetical sort Of a
fabric to wash and iron and into the
bargain, poor Mrs, Barker keeps her Gus.
toners.
Oh, Mamie have you come to that ?
Now you look and talk exactly like
dear old grandma Don't be q loose,
Minnie Just you invent some story
about my being promenadipg iu the park
or taking lessons In wax-hower making to
delude her credulous soul, while l 90 up
stairs and coin money.
But l may help You
by and by, perhaps, if ny wrists get
tired. Not now some one must stay
with grandma.
1t is very strange, said Miss Georgietta
Appleton, that my dresses haven't come
home Positively, l shall have nothing
to wear tonight
She was lounging before the sea- coal
ire, in blue silk negigee, trimmed with
swans-down, and little French tangle OF
blue ribbons and lace pinned among her
tresscs, with pearl javelin, while
a novel lay in her lap.
What an awful fate observed her
brother carclessly. Where's the amethyst
silk ?
Oh, l wore that to their last reception.
And the pink Grape?
look like an owl in pink. was a
goose ever to buy that Grape.
The Nile green silk with the white
houn nces.
Sarah Howard has one just shade
lighter, that she'll be sure to wear; and
believe the spitelul thing got it on pur-
pose to kill mine. So, must have my
Swiss muslin, with knots of blue corn.
Towers, and Roman sash figured with
gold. And you'll 60 around to the
laundreSs, and hurry her up little, c,won't
you, George that's a duck OF a brother
and you know perfectly well you've
been yawning your jaws off the last
three>quarters Of an hour.
Where is it?
Only in McndeDhall street-just
pleasant walk. And do give Mrs. Bar.
ker a scolding, and ask her if she don't
know better than 20 keep her customers
waiting-although of course, know
you'll do nothing Of the sort. Men have
DO moral courage. Thdres the address
on card, It'll be such a relief to my
mind
Major George Appleton was an army
officer, home on a iurlough, and rather at
loss to know what to do with so much
extra time. Rich, was another source of
perplexity-hapdsomc which wasn't 70
puzzlpg
Rap rap rap, The Major played
tattoo with his knuckles on the door.
Dear me what a noise said voice
inside. Come in "a little louder,
The Major walked in to confront not
q wrnked old bag of washerwoman, in
a hale of soap and steam, but beautiful
young lady, dark and brilliant as an Ar
abian dream, with jetty curls pinned back
in sikon cascade at the back of her
head, and a pair of autipg scissors in her
hand.
Major Appleton started back, all his
wits momentarily deserting him. 1t is
curious fact that tho moro embarrassed
ono party in tete-a.tete becomes the
, greater is the composuro of tho other.
Anna Creighton should have colored and
suffered at being caught thus but she
didn't.
What's your business, sir 2 she asked,
with the greatest calmDess.
lt's--its about my sisters gowu-Mis.
Appleton's you know
All said Anna. | hone to have it
ready very soon. If you'll wait ten min
utes you may carry it home.
And she took second pair of futing
scissors from the stove, testing its heat by
holding it dangerously near her velvet
cheek
Major Appleton, not being posted in
etiquette and general decorum, saw no
harm in carrying home basket OF newly
laundried clothes. So he sa. down and
waited, while honest Mrs. Barker stared
from the other room, where she lay upon
her bed-a captive to rheumatic pains.
She's in hurry, you know, said the
Major, twirling his thumbs, and thinking
how pretty the girl was,
So am |, said Anna making the hutting
scissors glide in and out in most maTve.
lous manner among the clouds Of sunny
muslin.
She wants to wear it added the Major.
But | say-you kpow-you're not
regular yasherwoman2
Anna slightly Strengthened up.
My father was Colonel in the Regu-
lar Army. My grandfather wfs Hyde
Brighton, of Brighton Manor, on the
Hudson. But We arc reduced now, and
we need money; and l am not ashamed
TO work
BY joye you're q trump, said Major
Appleton, starting up.
Much obliged to you, retcrted Anna,
with sparkling eyes, Would you mind
holding the end of that sash for me Just
a second whilc | finish this loop?
And when Minnie came up to see how
her sister was getting on. she found her
aided and abbetted by the Major OF cav.
airy, who was heating the alternate pairs
Of flutiDg scissors after a most scientific
fashion.
Dear me, said the Major rubbing his
hands. with an appearance of great rat.
isfaction, it took us quite awhile to finish
those last thirteen aounces
Us! You don't mean to say that you
helped the washerwoman,