The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1881-10-05
HELEN HYDEs GOOD DEED.
-s'lndav-soaool Times


"Yes,1 said the doctor, solemnly,
she shows every indication of going
into decline. Rest, relaxation, change
Of air and scene-that's what she ought
to have"
Mrs. Dardanel looked perturbed.
"Dear, dear" she said, "what a pity.
And she's quite pet Of mine, too, dear
little thing. She is very quick with her
needle, and really ingenious-and the
way she puts trimmings on dress posi-
lively reminds one Of Madam Antoine
herself"
"The Seaside cottage would be the
place for her." suggested DR.. Midland.
T" You are one of the lady patronesses,
l believe, and"
"Yos, but the Seaside cottage is full,
said Mrs. Dnrdanel. "Not an inch of
room uDoccupied. ] had note from
the matron yesterday"
!" All, indeed ?" said the doctor, fum-
bling with bis watch-seals. "Unfor-
tunate--yery."
But" cried Mrs. Dardanel, an idea
suddenly occurring to her much be-
puffed and befrizzed head, "there is
Mrs Daggett's farm, O few miles further
down the shore. She takes boarders
for FIVE dollars week, and j believe it
is very nice place. III you think it ad-
visable will take months board for
the girl there. really feel as if the
dear little thing belonged to me-"
"An excellent plan, madam, an excel
lent plan" said the doctor, oracularly.
81 have no doubt but that month of
sea air would make quite a different
person of her"
Helen Hyde could scarcely believe
her own ears when Mrs. Dardanel beam
ingly announced her intentions.
1.-THE seashore I" she cried, her pale
face flushing all over, "the real sea
Oh, Mrs Dardanel, I have dreamed Of
it all my life. And for whole bright,
long summer month Oh, how shall
ever thank you"
"By getting we'll and strong as fas
as you cam" said Mrs. Dardanel, really
touched by the girls innocent enthusi-
asn. "And here is ten-dollar bill for
you," she added, with smile. "You
may need some little trihe of dress, or
there may be drive or picnic or an
excursion going on, in which you will
want to participate. No, you shall not
give it back-it is present from me,
and choose that you shall keep it,"
Helen Hyde's heart beat high with
delightGhen first she saw the Daggett
farmhouse, long, low, red building,
with an immense stack OF chimneys, o
cluster OF outrageous maple trees gan
landing it about with shade, and door
yard full of sweet, old-fashioned flowers,
while in full sight of the windows the
Atlantic flung its curling crests of foam
along the shingly shore. Mrs. Daggeti
welcomed her warmly; she had beer
Mrs. Dardanel's housekeeper once, anG
knew the value of that lady patronage
"rve Just one room left, my dear,
said she: "Under the caves of the
house. It's rather small, but it's fur
nished comfortably, and there's a fine
view of the ocean. could have giveI
you better accommodations if had re
ceived Mrs. Dardanel's letter day
earlier. But four young ladies, teachers
in the Ixwood institute, came yesterday
and I'm sleeping on a sofa myself in thu
parlor. But we'll make you as snug al
possible, and the very first good-sizeC
room that is vacated you shall have"
And Helen was very happy in her lit
tie nook, from whose easement sh'
could see the sparkling plain of the sea
all dotted with white sails.
Mrs. Daggett was a driving, ener
getic business woman. Farmer Dagget
vas a vacant, honest-faced man, VIII,
Invariably fell asleep of an evening
with his chair tipped back against tn
Pall-and every available inch of tn
house was filed with summer boarders
mostly ladies'. There were only thre
masculine appendages to the house be
sides its master - a superannuate'
clergyman, whose parishioners clubbe'
together every summer to treat him t
six weeks vacation-a literary man 0
large aspirations and small income
who had come thither for rest and OF
portunity to study up the "skeleton
for his next novel, and old Mr.. Miflin
1t was some time before Helen Hyd
fairly comprehended who old Mr.. Mi
fin was. A bowed, bent over little mar
with silver hair curling over the cola
of his coat, rufied shirt like the pie
lures of our Revolutionary forefather
and dim blue eyes which glistened frol
behind silver spectacles, he shufiied
and out to his meals after an apologeti