The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1879-01-30

be an expensive one. Everybody cheat.
ed us. The servant girls wore my best
dresses to wakes and parties, and one OF
them had two of her friends concealed in
the house for three months, waxing
strong and stout on my provisions, and
when at last they were discovered, de.
clared that she never knew they were
there at all at all.
"And we were forever in debt, and
fast losing our senses, when my Dress
maker, dear, good-hearted English.
woman, who used to give me advice,
housekeeping advice, in motherly sort
of way, which would have taken if !
could have remembered il, died, after q
long illness, leaving fifteen-year- old
daughter. The child looked up at me
with those wonderful brown eyes when
asked her, after her mothers funeral,
'And what will you do, my dear p and
said, Il don't know ma'am I have no
relation but a grandfather out West,
and he has Just married again, and /
don't think he wants me- I gave her @
kiss, and told her to come home with
me. And she came, and since then life
has been more than endurable. She
proved to be the cleverest little thing
that ever lived, intimately acquainted
with the arithmetic and heavens first
law, and has learned to manage every.
thing and everybody in the house with
marvellous tact and skill. And the man.
ner in which she understands my absent
minded ways and contrary orders is alb
solutely wonderful. Who else, for in
stance, would know that often when I
say shoes I mean hat, and Vice
Uersas and who else could translate
both dark and white meat and the
Chinese, you know, my DEAR into
'chicken salad and rice puddipg2' She's
treasure-rhymes like bird, poses
like an angel, and -
Has she no lovers ?" asks the elder
ly lady, looking solemnly over her
spectacles.
Lovers Bless you. no. Never
the slightest sign of one. Her mother
was an old maid; that is, she wasn't t
when-I mean she was before she was
married. Lovers Good gracious |
don't speak of such thing. L should
murder them. And I'm quite sure
Alicia-the name of my next heroine, 4"
she explains, in answer to a questioning
look from her aunt -"has never
dreamed Was that knock at the
door ? If it be Alicia, enter; anybody
else, depart Immediately"
The door opens in obedience to this
command, delivered in loud voice with
much emphasis, and "Alicia" enters
with downcast eyes and black. edged
letter in her hand.
81 don't want it L won't have it !"
almost screams her mistress. CT hate
black letters. Take it away"
"It is not for you, ma'am. 1t is
mine; and-and" with faltering voice.
ST fear I must leave you."
"Leave me % shouted Mrs. Glen
moreland, starting to her feet and
dropping the cat, and in her excitement
she seizes the worn garment the elder
ly lady has been carefully patching ami
darning for the last hour from that
worthy PERSONS hands and rends it from
top to bottom. "Leave us What can
you-what do you mean?
"My grandfather has sent for me,
ma'am. His wife is dead, and he says
it is my duty to come and live with
him, as I have no other relative in the
world"
"And you are going?" demands Mrs.
Glenmoreland, in tragic tones.
81 do not know how to refuse"
"Gerald Denys !" calls Mrs. Glen
moreland, loudly, running across her
room and f1ingiug the door wide open.
"Come here instantly"
In flies her husband, lump of clay
in his hand, and down rushes Denys,
palette on thumb.
"My darling, what's up ?" asks Ger.
aid.
"By Jove mother, how you fright
ened me Thought the house was on
fire, " says her SOD.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS - Brewneyes -
Alicia-sHE, pointing at the weeping
girl, sis going away, never to return. I"
Going away !" repeats her husband,
striking his head with his right hand,
and then stalking wildly about the room,
totally unconscious that he has left the
lump of clay among his raven curls.
"Browneyes leaving us forever" re-
proachfully cries Denys.
''After I've loved her all these years, "
sobs Mrs. Glenmoreland.
"And I've loved her all these years, 4"
says Mr.. Glenmoreland.
"And I've y begins Denys, and then
stops with blush that is reflected in
the girls sweet face.
"Going to her grandfather-horrid
old hunks who never thought of her
before he killed her STEP -grandmamma
and who only wants her now to save
the expense of hiring a housekeeper and
nurse, which he is well able to do, the
venerable wretch ! And she til nks it
her duty to go, because he's her only
relative And I've always felt as though
1 were her mother" and overcome with
emotion, Mrs. Glenmoreland drops into
her chair again.
"And as though 1 were her father"
asserts the sculptor.
"And I as though were her broth"
says the painter, and stops in confusion
as before.
Jessie turns from one to the other
with clasped hands and streaming eyes.
"I shall never, never be as happy any
where as 1 have been here. would
have been content to have served you all
my life. But how could reconcile it
to my conscience if, without sufficient
reason, I disregarded the appeal OF my
only relative, and that relative my
mothers father ?"
"But he needn't be your only rela-
tive, ," says Denys, earnestly, iinging
his palette, paint side down, on his
mothers silken lap, and springing with
one bound to the young girls side.
"There can be other and nearer rela.
tives than grandfathers, Browneyes. 1
never knew how dearly loved you till