Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1877-11-22

concerned, she needn't expect any
thing. I do hate these Renteel beg
gars And if she should &C me here,
Eveleen, I hope you will give her
the cold shoulder. Hush there's
o knock now. If it should be herl"
| TITS u good thing we're here to
advise her." said Mrs. Sykes Ms Eve
leen went to the door. "Eveleen in
so unsuspectingl Anybody could
impose upon her."
Eyes, to be sure" said Mrs.
Smith complacently. "And-but
dear me, it is Mary Annel"
Both sisters nodded frigidly at the
approach of a tall, nervous-looking
female, In poor black, followed by
Eveleen, who drew out the s0ftest
easy-chair for her accommodation.
and gently united her WHISKY bon
net.Strlngs.
"Do sit down." said Eveleen /; ~
am sure you are tired. Let me give
you a cup Of tea at once"
Yes" said Mary Anne Blake.
looking apprehensivelv from Mrs.
Simon Sykes to Mrs. John Smi b,
~ am tired. I've been walking a
good way"
"T hope you got q situation" said
Mrs. Smith icily.
But Mary Anne shook her head.
ut was very foolish OF you COM
ing here at all, wasting your money
on an expensive journey" said Mrs.
Sykes. "Why couldn't you go 60
Aunt Pamela ?"
Now Aunt Pam ala was the rich
old aunt who so Systematically ig-
nored her nieces and kept her mon
ey i1 bonds. instead of investing IL
i'm Mr.. Sykes wholesale grocery, or
Mr.. Smiths insurance company.
II did" said Mary Anne defect
edly, ''but she declined 10 assist
me-. -
"Stingy old har1idan ~ said Mrs.
Sykes, with energy.
"She has n right to do as she pleas
es with her own, I suppose" said
Eveleen, who was making some
fresh tea for the pale guest.
"No she hasn't" said Mrs. Smith.
"People get SO miserly."
sykes thinks we might some day
clap her into lunatic asylum, and
put the money into the hands of
trustees, for the use OF her rela.
tiyes," said Mrs. Sykes.
''L don't know about that" said
Mary Anne Blake. "I only know
that she wouldn't give me anything.
And L do not know what TO do.
YoI are my cousins. Perhaps"
"Oh. indeed, we can't do any
thing for you," said Mrs Sykes, be-
coming more frigid In her demean-
or, while Mrs. Smith drew herself up
and set her thin lips together in a
thread of carmine. Better get
hack as fast aS you can" added Mrs.
Sykes.
"By all means," said Mrs. Smith,
with a toss OF the artificial asters.
And do tell that old lady that she
is deal better able to provide fol
you than wa are."
"No." said Eveleen gently.
"Cousin Mary Anne shall stay with
me. There's plenty of room on my
little iron bedstead for two, and
can go out with her, looking for Q
situation, after school hours"
"Eveleen you're crazy |" said Mrs.
Simon Sykes, uplifting both hen
hands. -r-=
YOU'RE a fool!" politely added
Mrs. John Smith.
But the strangers lips quivered.
God bless you child I" said she,
rising up and putting aside the vel
OF worn lace that dropped on her
face. "And now. girls, I might as
well tell you that am your Aunt
Pamela"
"You I? Aunt Pamela ?" shrek
ell Mrs. Sykes.
"Yes, l."
"But-you are rich I"
"People say so.n
"Then." gasped Mrs. Smith,
"Whv do you come here i'm the guizc
of a beggar ?"
"TO try the hearts and natures
OF my three nieces," said Aunt Pa
mela, dryly. Deborah calls me an
old harridAn Selma refuses to help
me by 50 much as "a penny but
little Fveleen Is willing to share her
scanty all with me, What money
the old woman has TO leave, shall b.
Evpleen Blake'S."
Mrs. Simon Sykes and Mrs. John
$ NTH looked at each other In dis
may, but it was ton late to apollo.
giza now. And little Eveleen was
heiress. after all.