The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1880-05-05

present so many large families on our hands
Its quite discouraging TO witness the lack
of providence among the working classes.
hope, young man, you will be in no hurry to
marry"
He did not reply, but looked rather con-
fused.
"Are you working among the quarriesH"
asked Helen, taking out her pearl mounted
tablets
any field of labor certainly lies in that
direction" admitted the man.
"Have you any money in the Savings
Bank2" questioned Dora, who had already
opened her little memorandum book.
"Not at present. Ny income is"
"Dont say income" interrupted Kate.
''Say wages Idon't like to hear the working
classes assume these lofty expressions"
1--WE are all workers in one vineyard, !" said
the young man, mildly.
''Of course we are" said Kate, brus-
quely. "Now then, what de you need most?"
up
"Your clothes / see are well worm" said
gentle Helen, ''but they seem substantial and
neatly mended; and our stock of second
hand clothing is at present very small. Bat
we could give you soup and coal, together
with"
Ladies" nervously interposed the young
man, "either my ears are deceiving me or
else you are laboring under very strange
Misrepresentation. am no applicant for
charity"
Eyes, know" said Kate. ''Some call it
loan; some put it on the ground of temporary
accommodation-but it all amounts to the
same thing. You left poor-card at Miss
Hardness house this morning7"
ut was quite an unassuming card, / am
willing to admit" said the stranger, with a
decidedly amused expression of countenance.
"But it was not exactly-a poor-card"
"Who are your" said Helen Hardness.
/" Are you one of the many Welsh emigrants
who"
"My parents were of Welsh descent" said
the young man. my name is Owen Jones,
and am the new assistant rector, whose
duty it is to take charge Of this portion of
the parish 1 called at your house this
morning because Rev. Mr.. Appleton told
me that / should find you valuable and
efficient co-laborers in the field of duty. Can
l offer you glass of cold water or milk,
ladies, and little home baked bread, by way
of refreshments"
Helen Hardness had turned scarlet. Miss
Vail stood in blank dismay. Kate Wilder
instinctively turned to flee, but remembering
| HcTStll III SIOOQ RTOu0Q .
So, then, this Owen Jones whom they had
so unsparingly lectured, was the new assist
ant rector-the talanted young student from
neighboring college, whose arrival they
had so longed for as a valusble addition to
the neighborhood society. They stood look
ing at him. He returned their gaze, with
Just the shadow Of smile lurking around
his lips.
"Mr. JONES'" said Helen, almost ready to
cry, 81 beg your pardon for what must have
seemed very like insolence and arrogance"
mot at ALL" said the Reverend Owen
Jones.
"Please forgive me, toe" said Dora, family.
"And I'm afraid l was the worst of the
three" frankly confessed Kate.
''Pray don't think of it." said Mr.. Jones
''The mistake was very natural one"
alt was so stupid of the laundering maid
to put your card into the Poor Basket" said
Helen, "But if you had only put 'Rever-
end before your name, it would have been
all right"
"But don't you think that would have
seemed rather pompous2" said the assistant
rector, pleasantly.
And the three girls laughed and confessed
that it might have had that appearance.
The Reverend Owen Jones walked home
through the snow with the young ladies'
having first Excused himself long enough to
exchange his study coat for more modern
garment-and psrtook of tea in the hyacinth-
scented boHdoir with them.
"Isn't he nicer" cried all three in chorus,
after he had departed.
"And to think how we lectured him." said
Kate,
"Even asked him whether he was married
or single" said Dora crImsoning.
"And reminded him that his clothes were
patched" groaned Helen.
"But, after ALL" said Kate, "that shock
| ing little blunder has established delight
| fully pleasant understanding between US,
now that it is all overl"
And the other two girls admitted that this
certainly was the factl