Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1881-09-30
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nhhc tue DeSL OF IL on Dutter.
The more she thought Us Mrs. DAYS
advice the stronger became her desire
to own another COW. And at length, in
order to crafty this desire, she CON
cluded to part with handsome chain
aid locket, which had been one of the
many gifts her father had made her in
his days of prosperity. She sent it to
Will to sell for her, and il less than u
week She received II postal order for u
fair amount, though much less than the
cham ana locket had cost; but Hettr
did not feel that she hal made the sac
! rltce In vain when with the money thus
obtained she purchased two sleek cows
and number Of new and shining milk
pans.
She was delighted with tho result of
her first churning, and to make the but
ter look tempting to her mother, she
nodded it with knife into exquisite
heads. trying to make each portrait,
and succeeding tolerably we'll
Mrs. Day looked at the beads in ad
miration and astonishment.
Who'd have thought you was so
clever?" she said. You'd better sell
Your butter instead of eating it. Prett,
butter sells high to city people, an it's
pity to waste SO much work on home
folks"
Hetty laughed at the idea OF selling
her butter; but. nevertheless, Was In
pressed by it. Every time she churned
she became more prot cient in making
the portraits, aud took such delight in
her dairy that half her time was spen,
there, where the dropping Of the water
OF the spring made music iD her ears,
and the faces of poets, authors and
singers. as she knew them from their
photographs, grew under her hands.
When the county fair WAS held, in
October, Mrs. Day persuaded Hetty to
put some of her butter ON exhibition,
and to her great surprise and delight
the "butter committee awarded her
the first prize above all other compet-
itors. and publicly praised her artistic
talent
" Mother" she said one day. few
weeks later, coming into the room where
Mrs. Arden sat sewing, 81 believe |
am going to make u good deal of money
out of my butter. Mr.. Drew, who
keeps commission store in the village,
has just been here, and has engaged to
take all the butter eau make at forty
cents pound. lie saws that the half
dozen pots he sent to the city last week
sold within twenty minutes after thew
were put on the counter in his partner
provision market"
You deserve to succeed" said Mrs.
,y ION No l. l.
braver daughter
The tears started TO Het,ys eyes at
these tender words, and she left the
room that her mother might not See
her emotion. She rebuked herself that
she had ever rebelled against the fate
which had sent her to the farm.
" Perhaps, after all. may not dis
appoint father" she whispered to her
self, as she fell asleep that night. ~
may really do great things. even though
my sphere is so narrow"
The fame of Hetty Arden's butter
soon spread far and wide, and people
came many miles TO see the young art
ist. More cows were bought, woman
hired TO do the heavier work of the
dairy. and Hetty made money faster
than her widest hopes had led her to
expect.
Two years passed, and she had saved
enough to warrant her in leaving the
farm in charge of Will, who found
dairy work more to his taste than
clerking in a city store.
With heart glowing with bright an
ticipations, aud n strong and steadfast
courage, Hetty sailed over the ocean to
Italy. the land of her dreams.
And to think" she said to Will, as
they were parting at the wharf, "that.
after all, | veutured or that artistic
career of mine without ever knowing
it. How glad l am that made the
best Of what talent l had when we
moved on the farm"
A year has passed since then, and
hetty is still III Italy, giving every evi-
dence that she will accomplish the
" great things" her father expected of
her.