The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1876-12-03
esseDEer.
JUVENILE COLUMN.
WISHING TO BE A LADY.
A CHAPTER FROM REAL LIFE.

Your sister Greta is attending to the wor
above stairs, and Ellen is ready for be
orders by G. is time.''
Nannie's face, as she looked up from tn
book that she was reading. did not expires
her usuai energetic good humor. Yester
day che had taken tea with companion o
her own age-a young miss of fourteen, witt
knew quite we'll. she supposed, what wa
= proper for lady, and had filed Nanpiei
head with ideas that had been working
there ever since.
"Wby, mamma, she said, as sbe reluc-
family took up the cloth to wash the break
fast china. 80 don't see how it is that
Greta and l must do 30 much house ork
i ana sure that papa is able to hire another
servant And just look atmy hands and
Bertha speare says they will grow ueIier
and uglier If am kept at this drudgery all
the time. Her hands are beautifuIl-and
she wears the prettiest rings She nerer
has to wear calico morning dresses either. y
Yes. Nanuie, understand all about it.
Bertha Speare is a remarkably well infor
med young lady. Drudgery win never do
for such as you and she, see; it is only for
mothers and servants. Go up stairs now
and put on your best merino dress and kid
boots, aud take down your curl papers, and
make yourself as fine as possible.
Atter she was dressed-and it took her
macn longer than usual to array hersAif,
for she was rather hervous about it-she
shyIy and reluctantly descended to the din
ing room. There stood mamma, having
had the cradle brought in, with the baby in
It aseeiP She was washing the china, and
talking to Ellen-the one servsnt-who had
been summoned from the kitchen.
You see, Ellen" she was saying, the
marketing has just come in, and there's
the beef to roast, and the cauliflower to
prepare, and as for the pudding, have bad
Watchfns night with Mally, and shall
have to give that up."
Yea. Won do 1ook k;rad d.
maeter was speaking about the puddin',
and Miss Mamie said she could make it.n
"Oon,c You see that Miss Mamie ia all
pressed J" said mamma, turning round,
Wen have to do without her too"
Ellen gave queer, puzzled look at Nan
hle, VINO had just entered, attired in her
best afternoon trim at 8 o'clock in the NOR
ming. --'
"Oh, ask pardon" said che, with her
best manners. IL did not know We were
going out. If it's going to the town ye
:...Miss Mamie is not going anywhere.n
said mamma, quietly going on with her
WORK. That will do, Ellen"
Ellen knew when she was dismissed, but
she was by no means satisfied.
Ii ls strange, though" she aaid to her.
sell, sne retreated to the kitchen. "Mis- |
see that look on her when she isn't.n
MRS. Lane was a lawyers wife-a coun- |
try lawyer who having a small private
property of his own, besides his wife's still |
smaller portion, devoted his surplus money
20 tne poor: AS general thing, both of
aer girls had been inclined to concur cheer.
iuliy, and they took no small pride in doing
Tal tne part assigned to them, and in their
|atners praise for their industry and thrift.
But thIs morning Mamie had been rebel
nous and Mrs. Lane always met rebellion
promptly. She now turned to Mamie. with
ooiI
very smart and ladylike, my daughter.
Now, go into the parlor; this is no place for
you, dressed as you are. Go in and amuee
yoneelf as you like best"
But, mammal" said Mamie, blusbinp
teep with modification, 81 did not mean"S
"Ob, my dear, I cannot suppose that
Iou would say anything that you did not
mean. You shall not spoil your hands, nv
oVe' ana you shall not wear calico wrappers
you do not wish to do 30. am sure you
ire as worthy to be a lady as Bertha :
'peare. Sit down and make yourself com
ortable.n
Greta was busting the parlor, and mamma :
Vayiaid her. "Run, Greta," said she, land =
Hins Ing your sister that footstool, and turn on =
~ ntCie more heat. There, that will do. :
Are you quite comfortable now 9D
WhaG could poor Mamie do hut cav {
Yes'" In the most feeble way. althon1b i
one sense she had never felt mora - - L
pmfortable in her life. She tootr nm q
POE, more to hide the bushes than to read.
1G tne letters had way of running togetb 4
/. She went to the piano, but the keys sra-
seq to obey her nervous fingers. Then she >
Ped to amuse herself by arranging the au =
mn leaves that filled the brackets, n
presently knock at the door announced =
morning visitor. Greta admitted to the u
ping room Mrs. Sage the wife of plain - -
rmer. q
" Mornin', Mrs. Lane" said the. gin. "
aam sun-bOnneted lady, cheerf1lly, V,
lping herself to seat. Pears to me you ir j.,
not look over and above rugged this -
.NSn'; Is there anything the matter 7" re- re-
Nothing, thank you, but little fatigue. 'e
ly kept me Watching last night. Poor
.le fellow; his teeth trouble him" And
~; Lane bent over theNcradle with mo-
ers sympathy. Mally opened his eyes and
acneo out his arms. Poor little Mally, :.
nma Coa will take You in moment-just as eV fT
SSSa ST as she puts away these teacups.D ed
81 Saliy Mall y gave forth such pitiful wall ali
II vSenie nannie could not endure it. She left to
sisterS ieS : and sprang to his side. Come b