Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1882-08-03

| imitation and wrctohcd one OF that!"
So Saidee tied up the poor picture, and
went home oguin, shedding few tears as
she walked under the whispering trees.
"I'l not tell Aunt Leah or Bello
that it is an imposturc. They have always
taken such Innocent pride in the Velas-
quez
AS she came past tho old brick house at
tho foot of the Locust Lane u load of fur
niture was being carried in, for it was tho
secopd week in May. Wicker chairs,
twincd with blue ribbon, cottage paino,
c"ses of books, engravngs, bird cages,
plants-all sorts Of pretty things.
Saidec paused and looked at them, not
without interest.
III wonder who our new ncighbors are to
bc!'' she thought.
Just then out trottcd stout cherry
checked old lady, with her cap all on one
side, and worstcd shawl tied over her
shoulders.
"OhT said she, 'tarc you the
young woman who disappointed US ycstcr-
dry about cleaning.
"No," said Saidcc, crimsoning to hcl
temples.
"Oh, dear! oh, dear" said the old lady;
|
turo coming in and my daughter lame
from falling off step ladder, and the girl
gone, und-but," with an eager look" ="
perhaps you can recommend some one to
help us Settle"
II am sorry TO say that cpnnot," an-
swcrcd Saidec, aud she vanished hey ond the
lilac hedge, rather amused at the mistake
the ole lady had made.
Belle was full of news that evening.
ooh, Suider," she cried, "such nice
family is moving into the Locust House,
Eyes," said Snidcc, 81 saw the furniture
carts at the door as came back from tho
village this afternoon"
"Oh, tho village" cried Belle, tossing
her bloude head. ats strange, Sndcc,
how much time you get to run about and
enjoy yourself, whilo am drugsing at
home. But there's n young gentleman
thcro-tho handsomest man, Alice Aiken
says that she ever saw-aud Mr.. Pyle
knows him. aud lie is to be at tile picnic
Tomorrow to get acquainted with the young
people of tho ueighborhood. Won't it be
delighfu'."
'Vcry," said Saidec, indilfcrcnily.
But while Belle wns talking, she had
made up her mind what to do on the day
Of the Nlay pic mic.
early in the morning, while the flush of
sunrise was still crimsoning the sky and
blonde Belle lay asleep with her yellow hair
III crimping pins, Snidee arose, dressed
herself quietly aid slipped out of the back
door like a little gray shadow.
At eight o'clock, Aunt Leah raped
on tho ceiling Of her room, which was
was directly beneath tho one occupied by
her neccs Belle mpde ler appearance
presently in faded calico wrapper, rubbing
her eyes after drcwSy fashion.
Where's break iast?' said Aunt Leah
"Whcrc's Saidce?' neutrality-suspicious.
Belle. Oh, know the selfish thing! She
has got up carly and gone down iuIo the
woods to get some pink az,iias for her hair
before tho other girls think OF it. She
wants to nston'sh us all at the pic mic. But
| think she might hive told me-"
81 am afraid Saidcc thinks moro Of her.
self than she does of US" said Aunt Leah,
sourly
And Bella, 10 very i'll humor, began to
prepare the breaktust-a task generally as
sumca BY her elder sistcr--whilc Saidcc,
hurrying down the path by tho swamp,
took the short cut across tho clover meadow
and was prcasautly knocking at the door of
the brick house where tho load Of furniture
had stood the day before.
The old lady with tho crooked cap and
tie cherry checks came to the door.
"llavc you not engaged any one to help
; you get settleG?" asked Saidcc, blushng
very prcttily.
"Wc can't hear Of SOUL" said the
old lady. "lGvcry one is engaged just now
and"
"If you thought I could be of USE"
family began Saidec.
"Bess mo, chiId" sold the old lady,
"you arc too slight and small Besides -
looking closely at her, "you are lady"
"But know how to clean house for
ali that" said Saidco, valiautly. "Wc are
ladies, but we are people of no means. And
[ think you will be suited with my work.
1t is necessary that | should earn little
money, and"
"Comc in, my dear'' said tho old lady
"como 10, and havo cup of tea with US.
| am Mrs Haltwick--and this in my
daughter Kate"
"Suidco Lynn" exclaimed the soft voice
of a pretty young girl, lying with sprained
ankle on the sofa.
TO her amazcmcnt our heroine rcoog~
nized ono of her sohoolmates, katherine
llartwick; who had graduated in the same
class with her, at boarding school, two years
before.
"But you surely never have come hero
to--work2" said Kate, 10 amaHcmcnt
eyes | have, said brave Saidcc. "Why,