Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1875-02-24
How She Won Him.


ready.
In one minute. granlmlmml'
1t was S,rupulou>lv neat and dainty in
its appointments, the little parlor where
Mrs. Brtiyhton sat, although the carpet
was a tissue of darnS. the furniture faded.
AMI thu hearth rug >killtullv ekcd out by
Il piece of quite another fabric inserted in
the spot most worn. \ few flowers in a
slender throatrd vase, stood on the antique
claw legged table. the fender irons glitercd
like gold. and the thin muslin curtains.
arti>;icallv mendei here anl there. were
white rs snow; and Mr., Brei.hton her
self looked more like Cin,lercllas god
mother, in her dress of ancient brocade,
best yellow threaded lace, and the rings
ylit'erng on her small >hrivelci hands
Eighty wears oil. and Il Lady to the last .
That was something to be proud of. What
though paralysis had robbed her of All
use of those daintv->lipped fcet-what
though the ~ranl house She had entered
rs Il bride was how narrowed down to
this one room in Il second rate blilding.
where TWO other families also set up their
household altar~-shr was a lady sill. and
She could boast that III" had never l-wrld-
ed herself L. commonplace toll.
''Our means are limited" said old Mrs
Brighton, with the lofty air of a Guch-
IS; bnt the pension of my son, the Col
onrl-who. u Won probably may rclnem-
Der. WAS killed on the Florida trontier-i>
sufficient I" mrlnt;'in myself an! my two
Trand-d.tur rhtcrS-}nd we are ladies.
Minnie l'rrlEht"n presently c.tlne in,
with her little chotoAttlere ON napkin
covere tray. ami two slices of toast. cS-
qulsltolE hroWncd- and eat as thin aS Il WI
tvr.
hope You haven't been KEEP. waiting
grIntma3 sud She.
My ar with IN air of mild re>s-
nation" am accustomed to wait.
"Oh. | am 80 sorry, But our fire is
out, and htd t" run III and borrow The
use oi Mrs. lHrA"r> : stove II boil the
chocolate. and
Mrs BEclTht"n contracted her Sllvery
br0Ws
The Brrightons are not Il borrowing
race. Minnie,
Shall | Get You an egg. grandma?
Not If the tire Is ont, my dear.
And grindmamml Creighton went OF
with her breakfast. wearing an in i"red ii
while Minnie went back t" tile other room
where sat her twin sister, c"@itating-
/ Anna brtl@llt"h was a> pretty a' Nun
me. hut IN quite Il dlileEtnt style. she
was dark. with melting. almond shape'
eyes. an ollv" SKIN, and lips like 4 pome
granate Hover. s. perfectly shaprd' st
richly red; While Minnie WAS tall an
slender and fair a> Il dai~v-
Anna l;ud down sip OF greasy pape
as Minnie tntrrci-
Its the grocer : bill again. sister
What shall we do?
Minnie sank into a chair
And the giS yesterday, ami the lan'
lord not paid. and the purse rs empty Il
Mother llubbnrd> : c1pboard. What sha
we do
"That'> the question:, sud Minnie. It
lrctivclv archin~ her irtty hrow>.
we We're men now. Mamie. We could "
out AMI @'ta JOB OF wood->tWinE' or hous
plinlnT. or"
Anl why can't we now?
Why? Because Pat O Neil has g
F all Mrs. B,rkers WOO to Slw,and brcau
we can't climb ladders. With paint po
over oar shonl1ers.
- But we can do something else. l sn
pose. Listen. Minnle-money we mu
, have
! If W. 20 ont into the highways N
f ask ii ut the point of the bavonet? /
terjccted Minnie, gravelv.
There's no poverty like gcnteel pove
tv." her sister sighed. " Bnt Won have Il
heard NV plan. Mrs. Barker. the laul
dress in our top story. is sick"
, "Wh,t then? We have neither viii
: nor jelly, nor yet crisp bank notes to b
e stow upon her,
:. mcntS There are two Swiss muslin b,
n dresses, tlutcd and pntfed beautifully, lyit
:. in her basket, waiting to be done up.
), this present moment. Five dollars apie
i She lrt~ for them.'
f "Well?'
-. Il shall do them up"
!. "Nannv? You?1
4 We'll. why not? Think what y gold
: stream of pactolus ten dollars would