The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1880-05-20
NELLIE'S HERO.


in your cradles, dear, and then there
was testing argument that when you
two grew up you should be married.
And surely you might do worse than
marry Mr.. Alien Trevor"
Nurse Gleason, who was Just like
mother to mothcrlcss Nellie iIuntIey,
finished pouring the jelly she was max
ing into gorgeous mold, united her
white cap.strings and taking off her
spcctaclcs, rubbed them cncrgcticaIly,
"And now, Miss Nellie, do get down
from that table - there's dear child
and go dress for the company. Your
father wi be waiting and right angry
he II be, too. Come, dcarie."
mo, WON'T
The diminutiyc figure, pcrchcd upon
the kitchen table, swung its little ip-
pcred feet back and forth, and pushing
II cloud Of yellow hair from rosy face,
looked up into the honest countcnancc
Of the cid woman with n pair Of mis-
chievous eyes.
"No, nurse-that's n darling don't
make me go. Pvc been shut up in that
horrid boarding-sc for two years
now that Pm home for good, don't make
a martyr Of me. | can't bear it. indeed
can't And won'tw she added, sOttO
UOCe.
"But, Miss Nellie" continued the
good woman, n smile beginning to creep
around the corners Of her mou h in spite
of her efforts to look grave, "you forget
that you're a young lady now-scven-
teen, remember, and since your poor
dear mother died, you, rs the only chiId,
are expected to fill her place, and assist
your papa in his hospitality. 30 many
nice gentlemen, too, dcarc, and Mr..
Allen Trevor among the rest
~ hate him. BAH Let old Miss
Renshawe take my place. She's my
chaprone, and it's her duty. Beside, Pm
sick, and don't feel like going near the
drawing-room to-day. It's II heap nicer
down here with you, nursic, than to be
acting prim and still up stairs; not al
lowed for Il moment to forget position,
family, and all that stuff. See hcrcW
She sprang lightly from her high and
undignifcd seat, and began pacing up
and down the wide old kitchen 20 cool
and beautifully clean her lovely head
held aloft with mock dignity, shipper
ing smile on her face. and a mimicking
gait that was very ridiculous.
She paused in front of mold Of Jelly
clear and transparent and arming
herself with aspoOn, conliscated II gencr-
Gus portion.
"Qucen in the kitchen eating bread
and honey" she sang, gayly.
She turned suddenly AS she spoke, and
with dextrOus movement ilirtcd the
white cap from the dccorous old womans
head, and pcrchcd it lightly upon her
own Then Selling the spcctaclcs, she
placed them on her own straight and
rather diminutiye nose, and then. deaf to
Nurse GlcasOn's remOnstranCcs, she
folded her arms scdatcly upon her
bosom, and walked scdatcly toward the
door, just as it opened from without,
and tall form stood upon the threshold
Mr.. Allen Trevor!
az beg PARDON" he began hastily.
Like Paul Pry, 4 hope | don in
trudcT"
"No," responded Nellie, saucily, and
did"
a flush shot across the clear, dark
cheeks of tbc intruder
He replaced the hat which he had
dotted, and with a low bow, disappcarcd,
Miss Nellie IIuntIcy. I've mind TO
he downright mary Win youw ok.
claimed Nnrse Gjcason rs the door
closed "Thc vervnirrst voupr man. in
the countrv and tho ouc vnur n,no