The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-08-10

And I mean 10 help her all ! can. ~
60, iesuiiisl recipe for chocolate eclaire'
snd on Fridsy evening ] am going thcr'
"a make ap an can. 40 iha, the sehos
children wili bny them on Saturday
knoa how 10 make cinnamon apple tart
too, and lemon drops and ocooanu' balls
1 Grane. | believe you have taken leave
ycur senses, said Mejora May On
would think Il was disgrace enough ie
Amt Deborah our own aunt--ts open
horrid little hueksior's shop. without NH
ing ourselves up in the affair.
But Aunt Deborah mus, live, you know
said Grace, who was perehed kitten-fasi
ION an the window sill, feeding the canar
with b,,. Of white sugar. Cousin Nixo
couldn't keep her any longer he
eyes are NOT sirosg enough for fine needle
work. and her edsesiion has not iittc'
her 70 be a teachsr. sod hsr poor old rlieu
matte bones keep her from going behind
counter OF entering factory. Isnppos
you wouldnt be willing to have her com
here and live with yout
II cried Madora. DO you suppose
want TO proclaim to the whole town that
have such a dilapidated old relative o
that?
would take her quick enough. sale
Grace, il didn't board with Mrs. Hewitt
and share the little upstairs room will
the two children. Just wait until marry
some rich man, she added with saucy
uplifting OF her auburn brows, and ther
see il | dou't furnish up state apartment
for Aunt Debby.
Don't talk nonsense, said Medora, acid
ly. It's very likely, isn't it, that factory
girl like you will marry rich man'
Grace Craxall laughed merrilly, All
through her life she and her cousin, Me-
dora May had agreed to differ on most
points. Grace, seeing on other career be-
fore her, had, on the death Of her last sur.
yiving parent, cheerfully entered factory,
while Medora. taking her stand on the
platform OF false gentility, had done fine
sewing and silk embroidery no the sly to
support herself, putting On all the airs Of
a young lady of fashion the while. And
now Aunt Deborah May, to the infinite
disgust of her aristocratically inclined
niece, had actually opened little low
Widowed shop in shady street just out
of the man thoroughfare, and as Me-
dora desparingly expressed it. gone into
tradel
For Aunt Debby, in her bewildered lone
illness, had scarcely known what to do un-
til Grace Craxall came to the rescue with
hopeful courage and straight forward COM
mon sense.
/ only wished it wasn't sinful TO take
dose of laudanum and put myself out Of
the way. sighed the old lady.
Now, Aunt Debby, that doesn't sound
one bit like you, said Grace cheerfully.
But what am to do? said Aunt De.
borah.
What can you do? said Grace.
/ don't know as I'm good for anything.
said the old lady, with quiet tear or two.
except to help around the house and !
aint strong enough for regular hired help.
Your uncle always used to say ! was
lanJ ~ ,,,ab ,n., hraal
Then make it brightly interrupted
Grace.
Eli said Aunt Debby.
There's nice little store to let on Bay
street, went on Grace, for ten dollars
month.
But haven't got ten dollars month.
feebly interrupted Aunt Debby.
I'll lend il to you, said Grace, out OF the
wages have saved. And there's pretty
bedroom and sitting.room at the back OF
the shop, and clean, dry basement under
it, where you could bake you bread.
know, for the sister Of the lady where !
board is looking for dress making rooms,
aud heard heard her speaking about il.
Do you mean to open a bakery said be-
wildered Aunt Debby.
Not exactly that, explained Grace. But
il Mrs. Hewitt or Mrs Tayor. or any other
of the ladies' around here could get real
home. made bread such as you made, do
you suppose they would put up with
the sour stuff they get at the baker shops?
And you can easily get up reputation on
Won raisin cakes, and fried crullers, and
New England pumkin-pies Now couldn't
you,
The old lady frightened up little.
used to be pretty good at cooking, said
she. And II you think l could support
myself So
am sure Of ii, cried the cheerful Grace.
And Ill go there with you this very day
to look at the place, and will engage il for
three months on trial. And can paint
you sign to put over the door, Home.
made Bread by Mrs. Deborah May. And
I'll hem you some curtains and arrange
the shelves in the low window! almost |
wish | was going to be your shop-girl, she
added merrlly. But ! can help yon even
ings. you know!
Grace Craxalls prophecies proved cor
rect. Aunt Dcbby's delicious homemade
bread. whittier than powdered lilies. sweet
ss ambrosia, soon acquired reputation,
and the old lady conld scarcely bake it
last enough. People came half a dozen
blocks to buy the yellow pumpkin-pies
md delicious centres OF sweetness. The
little money drawer grew fat with coins
md Aunt Debby's dim eyes grew bright
md hopeful again.
And one day Dir. HeIbet Valance walk.
ng by with Medora May. stopped and
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