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

| imitation and wrctohcd one OF that!'
So Saideo tied up the poor picture, and
went home agaiu, shedding few tears as
she walked under the whispering trees.
"I'l not tell Aunt Leah or Belle
that it is an impostu.c They have always
taken such innocent pride ia the Vclas-
quez
AS she eomo past tho old brick house at
tho foot Of the Locust Lane load of fur
nturc was being carried iu for it was tho
secoud week in May. Wicker churs,
twincd with blue ribbon, cottage puuo,
cases of books, cngravings, bird cages,
| Plan,s--all sorts of pretty things.
Saidec paused aud looked at them, not
without interest.
III wonder who our new ncighbors are to
be!' she thought.
Just then out trottcd q stout chcrrl-
checked old lady, with her cap all on one
| side, and worstcd shawl tied over her
shoulders.
"Oh" said she, faro you the
young woman who disappointed US ycster-
dry about cleaning.
mo" sud saidcc, crimsouing to he,
temples.
"Oh, dear! oh, dear" said the old lady;
"what is to become Of us2 All tho furni-
turc coming in aud 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 nm sorry to say that connot," nn-
swcrcd Saidcc, aud she vanished bcy ond the
lilac hedge, rather amused at the mistake
the ole lady had made.
Belle WAS full of news that evening
"Oh, Sadcc," she c,icd, "such nice
family is moving into the Locust llouse.'
Eyes" said Suidce, 81 saw the furniture
carts at the door as camc back from the
village this afternoon"
"Oh, the village!'' cried Belle, tossing
her blonde head. ats strange, Snidec,
how much time you get to run about and
enjoy yourself, whilo | am druggng at
home But there's young gentleman
thcro-tho handsomcst man, Alice Aiken
says, that she ever saw-aud Mr.. Pyle
knows him, and lie is to be at the picuic
to-morrow to get acquainted with the young
people Of the ncighborhood. Won't it be
delightful"
"Vcry," said Saidcc, indiiftrcnily.
But while Belle was talking, she had
made up her mind what to do GU the day
Of the MAy pic mic.
Early in the morning, while the flash of
sunrise was still crimsoning the sky uud
blonde Belle lay asleep with her yellow hair
in crimping pins, Saidee arose, dressed
herself quietly and slipped out Of the buck
door like little gray shadow
At eight o'clock, Aunt Leah raped
on tho ceiling Of her room, which waa
was directly beneath tho Que occupied by
her nicccs. Belle mode her Appearance
presently in faded calico wrapper, rubbing
her eyes after drcwsy fashion.
| Where's breakIas?' said Aunt Leah
"Where's Saidc,?' couutcr-qucstioncd
Belle. Oh, know the selfish thing! She
has got up carly aud gonc down iuto the
woods to get some pink az,lias for her bair
before the other girls think Of it. She
wants to ason'sh us all at the pic mic. But
| think she might have told me-"
IL am afraid Sndcc thinks more of her.
self than she does of us," said Aunt Leah,
sourly.
| And Bel!o, in very i'll humor, began to
prepare the breukiast-a task generally as
sumcd by her elder sistcr--whlc Saidcc,
hurrying down the path by tho swamp,
took the short cut across the clover meadow
ond was prcasantly knocking at the door Of
the brick house where the loud Of furniture
had stood the day before.
The old lady with the crooked cap and
the cherry cheeks camo to the door.
"llave you not engaged any one to help
you get settlcG?" asked Saidcc, blushing
very prcttily
"Wc can't hear Of SOUL" said the
old lady. every one is engaged just now
and"
"If you thought 1 could be Of USE"
family began Saidee
"Blcss me, child!' said the old lady,
"you arc too slight and small. Besidcs,"
looking closely at her, "you are lady"
"But know how 10 clean n house for
ali that" said Sadeo, vaIiautly. owe arc
ladies, but wc are people of no means. And
[ think you will be suited with my work.
1t is necessary that | should earn little
money and"
"Como in, my dcar' said the old lady
"como iu, and havo cup of tea with us.
[ am Mrs Hartwick-and this in my
daughter Knte."
"Suideo Lynn!" exclaimed the soft voice
of pretty young girl, lying with sprained
ankle on the sofa.
TO her amazcmcnt our heroine rcoog.
nizcd ono of her schoolmates, katherine
Ilartwick. who had graduated in tho same
class with her, at boarding school, two years
before
"But you surely never havo come hero
to--work2" said Kate, in amazcmcnt.
eyes haye," said brave Saidce. "Why,