Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1876-05-10
'Ria'S Story.

her so much, after she had been out, and
would keep her and me both awake nights,
with bathing of it. and plying her, poor
ear'-that after 4 while she took to stay
inc at home the most of the time, and
managed the business Of the firm.
The business was shoe strings and cor
sct-laccs on the curb-stone The firm was
Jenny and me.
Sister? Bless YOU, no Jenny was no
chick nor child of my family; but some
how. after we got acquainted with each
other, it seemed as if our plans run togeth-
er; and, first thing we knew, We were Il
firm-as | said before. shoe trng> and
corSrt-laccS on the curb stone.
Cheap enough they were, too -four for
4 cent-and none Of your a@gravatlng
slippery kind. neither. that were always
coming united.
Jenny she says to me one day. {" Ria,
SAYS She. eve mustn't sell slippery shoe
strings if we want to please our custom
prS
e" All right, SAYS land we never did
Most days we had good luck, especially
when the boys from the High school want
ed plenty of Shoe->trings- that ddn t
wear tOp-bootS. | mean.
often as two or three times n week to buy
~hoc->trin@s -particularly on days when
Jenny was with me. asked him one day
if he didn't use up his >hoe-strings pretty
fast, and he said he didn't put EN- in his
shoes, he tied up his lead pencils with en-,
and thcnif he coulln t pick the knots out,
he lust cut EN- loose.
He WAS such Il nice, hcartv-loOking boy,
l.,-i.r
they werr) with a smile full Of mischief,
frecklcs besides. but that didn't hurt him
were I'm freckled myself He might
have been about thirteen years old. least
ways he was Young to be- in the High
school; but his head was big, and | have
heard folk, say that biz headed boys do
rrt into the High school Young.
One drizzlinr afternoon. ust a it WAS
growing dusk, WAS packing up the l,ce>
and shoes strings into the old pl-te-board
box that used to carry them home in.
NV umbrella WIS thin and Old, and the
>tcclS were ct>v bent ana all of a sudden
the wind irrkcI it out of my hanl and
carried it clean out o! sight in less than
halt Il minute.
If could have seen where it landed, I
would have gone after II. for, poor IL il
WAS, it WAS better than none: bat would
YOU believe it. that gust of wind took it
round the next corner where the It'll,
woman st. who Wa, in the cheap station
cry and mucillgc line
| was covering up the box with my
shawl, only the CORNERS would >tlcN out,
when
Halo, ~nid 4 fresh hearty voice at my
elbow.
turned around and SAW tllt lligl
school boy. with his oil-clo.h cap and va
ter proof on. hi, umbrella in one hand
and his bundle of strapped up books il
! the other.
= That's Il Co. isn't il? " said he.
| laughed ont loud, couldn't help ii.
1t isn'ta % for me- says |, " II
afraid il will be Il >ttn, till the rain stops
for dom want to y,.t the stock W.T., i
makes the lace- YELLOW. and the box j.
mos, * oil ~ the umbrella was,
The rain won't stop :dl night, SAYS h
bat never mind. DON'T You worry. Hon
this umbrella over you. ana my books. o'l'
I'll hc back in two minutes and 4 Qlu'
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