Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-10-22
sort Of TATTOO as she went, and Miss
haywood took of the fringed towel that
covered tho basket Of clothes, she gave

covered tho basket Of clothes, she gave
little start.
Shirts" said Honora, land socks,
and turning collars No. 16, and great
big Observation-Disclosures, like the sails
Of q ship, and white vests, and--good-
ness me, what does it all mesni Mrs.
Mulvey has sent me some gentleman's
wardrobe by mistake. ] must send
these things back at once"
But then Miss haywood looked down
at the articles in grave consideration.
~ never had brother" mused Miss
haywood "and can't remember my
father; but Of this am quite certain
If ] had either or the other, should
thank any girl to mend their dilapidat-
cd wardrobes, if they looked like this.
And Mrs. Murvey can't send before
night, and unfortunately I've nothing to
do, so III just mend this poor young
fellows clothes, whoever he may DO. A
haH-starved theological student, per-
haps newspaper reporter, or pale
clerk, under the dazzling light OF some
dry goods palace. At all events he's
worse off than | am for no can't mend
his old clothes, and can"
And tho smiles dimpled around Homo
ra Maywood's little rosebud Of q mouth,
as slfe sat down to darn holes, sew on
tapes and insert patches
"He'll never know who did it," said
Honora to herself; but, dare say, he'll
DO thankful; and if one can get chance
to do little good in this world, one
ought not the grudge ones time and
trouble"
And as Honora stitched away, she
unused sadly whether or not she ought
to accept position which had offered
itself of assistant matron in an orphan
asylum, where the work would be al
most uncomfortable, and the pay next to
nothing, with no Sundays nor holidays,
and a lady's committee, consisting Of
three starched old maids, to "sit' upon
her the first Friday Of every month.
III almost think I'd rather starve, y
said Honora. "But dear me! starving
is o serious business, when one comes to
consider it face to face"
Sally Mulvy came, putting and blow
ing like human whale, in about two
hours.
Mother says she's sent the wrong bas-
ket," said she breathlessly.
~ Thought it very probable said Miss
haywood.
"And mothers compliments" added
Sally, "and she can't undertake your
things no longer, Miss haywood cause
she does a cash business, and there amt
nothing been paid on your account since
last June"
Honora felt herself turning scarlet.
~ am very sorry, Sally" said she
'Tell your mother | will settle my bill
as soon as possibly can"
Sally tlounced out of the room, rec
and indignant, like an overcharget
thunder-cloud, and poor little Honora
dropping her head on her hands, burst
into tears.
''pretty girl that--very pretty,
said Mr.. Broderick, the old bachelor
to his landlady.
"Do you mean
~ mean the young lady boarder o
yours that ! see on the stairs now an(
then" said Mr.. Broderick. "Nice:fgur'
big, soft eyes, like gazellc. Didn'
some one tell me she was q music teach
err"
That's her profession, said Mrs
Pennypacker. "But there amt man,
pupils as wants tuition, and, poor littl'
dear, she has but hard time Of it,"
"Humpw grunted Mr.. Broderick
"What fools women are not to have {
J, regular profession! IfIhad daughter
Fd bring her up selfsupporting insti
tuition"
And Mr.. Broderick disappeared int
his room, in the midst whereof stood
girl with tapping slippers, portentou
shawl and bonnet which had original
Nv been manufactured for a woman
twice her size.
"Who are you 2" demanded Mr.. Brod
{ erick
please, sir, Pm Sally-the washer
woman's Sally!" was the response.
"And what do You want here |" sal
9 Mr.. Frederick.
| please, sir, I've come to bring you
, things said Sally, cbattering on he
0 lesson like parrot. "And, please, sill
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