The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-04-20
Mrs. Terebiath's Birthday.


eighteenth of June.
And Mrs. Tcrebiath had property to leave,
which probably may ay,account for the devo-
tion of large circle of relatives, and their
kind remembranccs, whenever the eight
eenth of June came around, as well as for
their cordial hatred of little Winifrcd Leslie
whom the old lady had atop4ed out of, an
orphan asylum, and was ''bringing up''
after an cratic system, which comprised a
great deal of scolding hem-stitching, and
stocking darning, and very little indul-
gence.
But there arc occasions in which even
one as haplcss and insignificant as Winfred
Leslie was made useful, and tins was one of
them.
''Winny," said Captain Leofrlc Terobi-
ath, the old lady's nephew, you arc n poor
girl"
ayes, MIR. Lcofric," said Winny, meekly.
"Have you heard my aunt mention any
particular articlo-ahem !--or gift, you
know that she would fancy on her birthday,
hc7" &a R#
''No, Mr.. I4cofric,' SAID Winny, demlrc-
ly; but she was telling old Doctor Duffer
what a beautiful picture she saw last week
at the Genutlex Gallery. She said if it
hadn't been for the price, she would have
been tempted to buy it for her boudoir."
''rhe Genutlex Gallery, chi ?" said the
captain, pulling his long mustachc. "You
don't happen to remember the subjcct-eh,
Winny2''
eyes, sir" said Winny. 'tlt'was 'On tho
Juniata.' At least that was what she said. ~
Gail right, " said the captain. "I'll give
yon quarter, Winny, the next time have
any change"
''Thank you, MIR. Leofric," said Winny
Winny had scarcely finished dusting her
parlor, when in rustled Mrs. Forester, Mrs
Terebiaths cousin, once removed. 49,.
"Aly cousin Phoebe isn't in, Wipifred 2"
''No, ma'am,' said 'Winny.
ooh" remarked Mrs. Forester, with u
gilt-stoppered smelling bottle at her nose
"Winifred, Pm going to make contidant
of you"
care you, ma'am," said Winny.
Mrs. Forester nodded.
81 want to make my cousin Phoebe an
acceptable birthday gift, Winifred," said
she. "Now, car you mention anything for
which she has lately expressed wish :
This Is quite confidential = bctween our
selves, you kno -"
ooh, yes, ma'am, said Winny, with wide
open blue eyes. ''There was q painting
that she Admired at thesGenunex Gallery
'Not word mo1el" said Mrs. Forester,
lifting, her primrcsc7kidded finger. Now,
what WAS the amea" ri
'ItwaS sceno onSthe Juniata River,
ma'am. heard her say"
eyes" said Mrs. Forester. "Exactly.
That is all, my good girl. I've cast t>olf
alpaca dressSat home, that III try and re-
member to give you some tinle.'
And Mrs. Forester rustled out Of the
room, leaving behind her q strong odor of
patchouli, While Winny's blue eyes laughed
in unison with the sly dmples around the
corners Of her little rosebud Of a mouth,
Away posted Captain Leofric, on tho
wings Of the street cars, to thel Genufiex
Gallery There was tho usual proportion
there Of lounging leasure-seekers, news
paper critics. staring amateurs, rretty girls
and stout gentlemen; but through them all
Captain Tercblath made his way to the
spot where, on the crinisLn-drapcd wall,
hung the picture cronicled In tho cata-
logue as con the Juniata' 5I<kl
Horror of horrors In the corner bllnkcd
little green ticket, on which was Inscribed
the follr fatal lctters-'Sold!"
o4ji'sssoldl "erepea tedthescaptain ohiihsclf,
wiping glthe. beadfof perspiration. ff0n. lis
forehead with a cambric pocket handker.
chief $50 am II Whege,,s, the aadsEgess soef Of
the fellow that painted'its3 Perhaps can
4 outbid the purchaser .
. Mr.. RolAnde, Ef9to li!yetl In atheS bai |; Of
stairs studio as 90 Lavender Ptacs. = : ~ {
The captain clinbed ttl,s stairs, ,secretly
exe6ratlRg tlielr length ana ana .steepness, and
K ke,i, III 3bon Nj Tlnto; lust al tie latter