The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1880-11-17

iioMhs anu loWeIilS louk y, isuCIl dS
now disturb the equanimity ofsMrs.
Wintringham's artistieally-enamel
ed countenance, as she stood therein
a rustling chameleon -colored silk
dress, with red carbuneles hanging
from her ears, while Josephene Moore
stood pale and shrinking before her.
"Such forwardness Inever saw
said Mrs. Wintringham! No, never,
and wish you to understand tisn't
going to be tolerated in decent socie-
ty, Miss Moore. A goyerness7-yes,
common nursery governess, whom
Mr. Wintringbam is good enough to
employ-to sit the whole Of the eve.
ming and flirt with young DR.. Aym.
er."
81 did not flirt," pleaded poor Jo'
sic. "He was only asking me about
the arrangements Of Mendelssonn's
music, which"
"0h, very likely" Uttered Mrs
Wintringham, sarcastically. "He's
very much interested in music, I've
no doubt. And when you knew per
fectly well that octavia expected
him to be talking all the-time.to her
Well, really l don't know what this
world is coming tol-one thing
wish you to understand-that you
are dismissed from my employment
from this very moment, You will
find your wages on.the mantel yon,
der, for don't grudge yen 1.-THE quar-
ter's money, though. you do leave in
this irregular manners of course
you won't expect a character for ]
cane cohscfentieasiy give .ohs''
Josie Moore turned very red, anG
then pale. She did not speak a wore
of demonstration, however, but slow
ly turning around, went up to hei
own room, put on her bonnet and
shawl, packed her slender belong
ings into small trunk, and then
left the house.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Wintring
ham, rustling through the well.
warmed rooms, espied the money ly'
ing untouched OH the marble mantel
where she herself had placed it,
Dear me!"quoth the stately dame
"the governess has forgotten hel
wages. Well, l shan't take the trou.
bic to send them after her."
Josie went to the poor but neat
apartments where her aunt took in
embroidery to do for 4 fashionable
shop, and told her simple tale.-
Aunt Mary's eyes, already reddenec
with night work and much applica
tion, were quick to overflow in hel
niece's behalf.
"It's burning shame,;" said the
poor woman, that such people
should have it in their power to tyr
annie over others. But never mind
Josie; you shall be welcome to home
here until you can find another sit
nation"
"I knew should, Aunt Mary"
"What makes you speak SO hoarse
ly, child?" questioned the elder lady
"My throat is little sore, aunt;
think | have caught a cold"
"You had better let me make yor
cup Of tea, and 60 to bed at once"
"Nonsene, aunt; cried Josie, cheer
lily. Pm going to help you finish
this first"
But the next morning, Josie wakec
up, hot and flushed, and feverish
with racking pain over her tenn
pies, and quite unable to rise; anc
before evening she was delirious.
"Bob," said Aunt Mary, as sh,
came out of her niece's bedroom will
u troubled face, and went down int,
the passage, where the landlady's rec
headed son was playing marbles, F"
want you to go to DR.. Catfery's ant
ask him to come here as quick o
possible. Don't delay a moment
Bob, for it may be a matter of life o
death.
eyes" " said Bob, stolidly, and ava!
he went.
as the doctor IMP" demanded Bol
of the assistant at DR.. CaHery's.
"No, he amt" said the Ganymed
Of medicine.
'When'll he be in?"
~ don't know" was the listless re
ply.