Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-01-11
A Washerw0man's Daughter.

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ruffles, pockets, and ribbons, is very
seductive thing, even when tossed will
artless carelessness upon the fancy table
of charity fair; but who can paint it.
magic power upon an unwary youth
when its tlnttering ribbons span slen
der, dainty waist and the pink-tippe6
fingers of two plump little hands play
at hlde-and- in its apologies fol
pockets?
Gould a mortal man help stopping tc
speak to TIME Blair, as she stood behind
the great album ef autographs, alert anG
ready to register subscriptions as fast as
| they were secured!
1t must lave been the apron that made
her so radiantly charming, for no other
table made such stoppagc in the line
of travel, although the hall was lined
with tables, temples and stands covered
with bats for the charitable and prcsid.
ed over by the beauty and fashion of Off
port. So, at least, said the Otfport Week
ty, and If a newspaper is not to be believ-
ed, then what is?
Still, in spite OF facts, the young men
mostly did congregate around that little
table of Tinie's. She had shed small
shower of tears when it was cOndescend-
ingly offered TO her, but it was that Or
nothing, and it would not even have been
that If the good rector had not been so
obsolete in his notions as to suppose that
the child of shiitless drunkard, whose
widow took in washing, was fit to associ
ate with the daughters of the upright
and solid men who sat in the body of the
church and soIemnly put their regular
contributions into the weekly plate, care
fully pushing their aims well under, that
their five cents need not be known Of
men.
However. having seen his little parish
ioner pointedly left out in all the prepar-
atoms for the ladies fair and festival, he
did insist and carry his point, that she
should have a position among the fair
amateur saleswomen.
The richest old woman in the congre-
cation had donated to the charitable en-
terprise huge collection ofstupen 1ously
uninterestlng autographs which were not
even genuine, but attested fac Smiles of
the signature of every man of note, from
Moses to Treasurer Spinner, who had ev-
er been rash enough to put his name Oh
paper
The ladies regarded the gift as a white
elephant, and forty wild horses, could
not have dragged any other girl III Of
port to take charge of it.
The first dircctress of the sewing sOci-
ETY. was a Tallyrand in petticoats.
She brought the two difficulties to-
gether, and let one take care Of the 9TH
or, that Is to say, if that low, odious lit
tie creature was to be forced upon them,
let her undertake the books. which of
course, would never be disposed of, but
which must appear, or the offended don
or would promptly remove herself and
her fortune to the rival church
After the ecstacy caused by the dear
old rector's pledge that she should have
share in the delight of waiting at the
fair, it was something of heartbreak
when, by request, she presented herself
before the committee Of arrangements, to
find herself appointed to a most unenvl-
able post.
She might not have known in her in
nocence, that it was a station so abhorr-
ed, but the unconcealed mirth of the
others at her appointment to it made her
aware of the small esteem iii which it
was held.
Then there were other draw backs, and
altogether it was sad little face that
Tinie wore as she swept off the porch of
their little tumble-down, black cottage
that she called home.
"There's no use trying" she said, as
she bent her lovely curly head lower and
lower to keep the tears out of sight
mo use trying to be like girls who have
money and nice houses, and clothes
they're not ashamed OF. [ declare, if it
wasn't for mother, I'd wish was dead"
"What did you say, Tinie2' said her
mother. looking up from the ironing
table.
II don't know; I think l must have
been talking to myself" said the girl,
looking i'll with her forget-me-not blue
eyes dewy with tears. "But, mother,
after all. think 1 won't go to the fair"
Mrs blair finished a collar before she