The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1875-04-09

Mobher huDDard6 CUPBOARD. Wha
z shall we doG"
"That's the question, said Anna, re
hectively arching her ietty brows. -
We can only keep it from grandmamma
eve must, retorted Minnie, with
decisive nod. 1T would kill her.
we we're men, now, Nanny, we could g
out and get a job of wood-sawing, o
house-painting, Or"
"And why can't we nowq"
"Whyp Because Pat O'Neil has 20
all Mrs. Barker's wood to saw, and be
cause we can't climb ladders with pain
pots over our shoulders"
"But we can do something else,
suppose. Listen, Minnie-money W
must have"
eff we go out on the highways ant
ask it at the point of the bayonet, in
terjected Minnie, gravely.
"There's no poverty like genteel pov
erty," her sister sighed. ''But yol
haven't heard my plan. Mrs. Barker
the laundress in our top story, is sick.
"What thenl We have neither wint
nor jelley, nor yet crisp bank notes t.
bestow upon her"
"And she can't keep up to her en-
gngements, There are two Swiss mus
lin ball dresses, futed and puffed beau
tifully, lying in her basket waiting to be
done up, at this present moment. Five
dollars apiece she has for them"
"Well9"
'I shall do them up"
''Nanny You9"
"Well, why mott Think what gold
en- stream of pactolous ten dollars would
be in our empty coffersl Ask yourself
how on earth you or I could earn ten
dollars any other way. And, after all,
a Swiss muslin dress is a pretty poetical
sort of fabric to wash and iron; and in
to the bargain, poor Mrs. Barker keeps
her customers"
"Oh, Nanny have you come to that"
GLOW, you look and talk exactly like
dear old granmammal Just you invent
some story about my promenading in
the park, or taking lessons in wax flow
ers making, to delude her credulous
soul, while go up stairs and coin
money"
"But 1 may help you2"
"By-and-by, perhaps, if my wrists get
tired. But now, some one must stay
with grandmamma.
cit is very strange, said Miss Georgi-
cite Appleton, ''that my dresses haven't
come homel Positively, I shall have
nothing to wear tonight"
She was lounging before the sea-coal
fire, in blue silk neglige, trimmed
with swan down, and little French
tangle of blue ribbons and lace pinned
among her yellow tresses, with pearl
headed javelin, while novel lay in her
lap.
"What an awful easel" observed the
brother carelessly. "Where's the anne
theist silk9"
"Oh, wore that to their last reoep-
tion."
"And the pink crape9"
81 look like an owl in pink. 1 was a
goose ever to buy that silk
"The Nile green silk with white
hounces 2"
''Sarah Howard has one Just shade
lighter that she'll be sure to wear, and
L believe the spiteful thing got it on
purpose to kill mine. No I must have
the Swiss muslin with knots of blue
corn flowers, and Roman sash figured
with gold. And you'll go around to the
laundress, and hurry her up little,
won't you, Georgel that's duck of a
brotherl-and you know perfectly well
you've been yawning your jaws off the
last three-quarters of an hour"
"Where is it2"
"Only in Mendenhall street-just al
pleasant walk. And to give Mrs. Bar
ker scolding, and ask her if she don't
know better than to keep her customers
waiting although, of course, know
you'll do nothing of the sort. Men have
no moral courage. There's the address
on card. It'll be such a relief to my
mind!"
Maj. George Appleton was army Off
Ger, home on furlough, and rather at
a loss to know what to do with SO much
extra time. Rich, which was another
source of perplexity Handsome which
wasn't 80 puzzlingI
And so he sauntered along, his hands
in his pockets and a cigar balanced be-
tween his lips, unconsciously advancing
to meet his fate.
Rapl rapl rapl The Major played a
tattoo with his knuckles on the door.
Dear me, what noisel" said voice
inside. "Come inl"-a little louder.
The Major walked in to confront. not
a wrinkled old ha0 Of n xvaeha,-ro,,oo,,