Richland beacon. [volume] (Rayville, La.) 1869-1890, 1881-10-22


"Wha, shall l do ?" said Hadlie, pit
eously.
" I'm sure there enough to he done
said the rigid elder sister. Cant you
turn ami sew that piece of carpet to fit
the hall?"
81 never did such thing in my lifc,"
said Hadllie, oying the heap of CARPET
ing as if it had been wild beast ready
to spring at her. 81 don't think I
rould sew anything SO big and heavy
"Thcrc's all the china to be washed
and sorted on the Shelves" suggested
Sarela grimly.
az should he sure to break it," fal-
tered Haddie.
"The curtains are all ready to he
tackled up to the west-room windows"
sa;d Sarclla, looking arou-l Tor tack
hammer.
"Oh, couldn't do that" said Had
die, more frightened than ever. 81
should he sure to turn giddy on top of
that step-ladder."
Sarella looked disdainfully at her
| beautiful little sister-in-law.
81 wonder what you are good for"
said she, sharply.
Haddie hung her head, flushed scar
let, and said nothing.
| "For all | can see," severely went on
Sarella, "my big brother might as we'll
have married big wax doll. 1t was all
very well SO long as he was IL merchant
III receipt OF :, lig income. But now
| goodness me, what sort of a farmers
wife do you suppose you will mahe?"
| 81 don't know" confessed Haklic.
telling herself arraigned before SORT oi
consolidated inquistion.
"Do you know anything about but
ter and cheese 2" demanded Sarella, re-
lcntlcssly.
Nor
Did you ever make up batch Oi
bread? or pies? or cake ?" sterniy pur-
sued this IRON hearted ca!echist.
"No," whispered Haddie.
"Can you cut and tit your own Ken-
sington stitch ?"
II can make the Kensington stitch
in antique lace, if that's what you
mean"
"Antique lace Kensington stitch =
echoed Sarella, in withering scorn.
"Can you make your husbands shirts?'
"He buys them ready-madc," fall
tered Haddie. "At least he always
did"
"Humph y said Sarella. 81 sup
pose, now, yOu couldn't clean house, OF
wash up the. curtains, or make lot OF
currant Jelly, to save your life?'
"No," said Baddie, with trembling
voice. "Tm afraid couldn't"
"YoU are nothing more nor less than
burden to your husband said Sarclla,
with the air of Judge pronOuncng
sentence of doom. you're no more
fit to he married than yonder whit,
kitten. And pity Carlos from the
very bottom of my heart, that [ do y
And, thus speaking, Sarella picked NJ
the whitcwash brush and stalkel away
while poor little Hatldie wailed out tin
beseeching words with which our stor,
commences.
"Oh, Sarella, dear Serella !" sh
pleaded, "I'll try TO do my best"
"Your best !! repeated Sarella. "An'
what does that amount to? You're
1OO-pound weight around his neck
blight upor his futurt-that's what yo
are!
And she whiske1 into the kitchen
while Haddie ran up stairs to the garre
to have good cry.
Haddie was very sad and pensivc for'
dav or two. Carlos looked at her pitt
fully. afraid To ask if she were dlscoi
tented in her new home, for he kne'
well that he had none other to offer hel
Sarclla shifted at her selfish inefficienc!
and the very scrubbing woman put o
. airs. while Betsey Baker, neiShbol
who came in to help with the SETTLING,
! | caught the popular tune, and SAID
loftily:
"Please, Mrs. Winstan!ey. stand o'
of the way while we're a-stretchin
this carpet. and don't hender us ef
can't help us
= At the end of the third day OF dome
. tic saturnalia. when Carlos Winstanle
i came home, Haddie was nowhere to
found. and on her cushion was plnne
a the following note:
a DEAR CARLOS 3 Don't be ve1ed, but ha
gone away to stay with Aunt Dorcas Dutton
: J iii the Beach farm is settled. don't seem
i be of much use to ANYBODY. and perhaps Sare
will get along better without me. Adectio
Il ately your wife, H. w.
b "There!" said Sarells to Betse
r Baker. "Didn't tell you SO? She
e 50 lazy she can't bear to see other FOL
q work. And I don't know waatever Ca
los was thinking Of when he married Z
d instead Of Rosanna Martin, who to-