The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1882-07-26

VIII give me q cleaning cloth and
plenty of soap, I'll show her what /
can dolp
So then Miss Lynn was mounted
on a step-ladder, polishing off an an.
tique mirror, when Kate's soft voice
was heard saying:
'oh, Harry is that you'll We sup,
posed, Of course you were at the pic.
mic. Miss Lynn, this is my brother
Hatry--Harry, let me present you to
saidee Lynn, my dear old schoolmate,
who has come to help us clean house,"
Miss Lynn made as graceful bow
as she could under the circumstances.
Mr.. Harry Hartwick inclined his
head.
"At the picnic, indeed" he retort.
ed, merrily. "Not at all. I've besn
hunting high and low for some one to
help, and for lack Of any success
have returned to do a little white
washing myself"
"0h, have you2" said saidee. ~
know such nice receipt for kalso.
mine as white as alabaster, and it
won't rub off at ALL"
"Let's make it," said Mr.. Hartwick,
promptly.
No picnic could ever have been
more dlightful than this day among
dust, white-wash, scouring-sand and
brooms.
Kate, on her sofa, hemmed curtains;
Mrs. Hartwick hustled to and fro;
saidee, with her curly hair tied up
in a handkerchief, secured paint, and
Harry whitened ceilings; and attwi-
light they had three rooms in per-
feet order.
"We have achieved wonders" said
Kate, looking around at the neatly
tackled carpets-the soft, garnet plush
hangings-the pictures on the walls
the crystal brightness Of the windows
while Mrs. Hartwick took Saidee
mysteriously TO one side.
"My DEAR" said she, II do not
know how to thank you sufficiently.
But l am ashamed to offer you a dol.
lar and half, although"
"But shall not be ashamed to
take it," said saidee, smiling. "Why
should II That is, if you really think
l have earned it."
"My dear, you have more than
earned it" said the old lady; "and if
you could possibly come tomorrow"
''Of course I will come" said Sal
dee.
Weary as she was, Saidee went
around by the village to buy some
Young Hyson tea for the old lady be-
fore she returned to the Gothic cot
tage.
"Well," she cried, brightly, to her
sister, "what sort of day did you
have at the picnic?"
lawfully stupid!" yawned Belle.
"And the handsome young gentle
men from Locus Lane didn't come at
all"
didn't he?" said Saidee.
"And where have you been?" de-
manded Belle in an injured tone.
ooh, spending the day with q
neighbor!" said Saidee, with q laugh.
They finished the house.cleaning
that week. Mr.. Harry Hartwick
found it necessary, we may add, to
walk home with Saidee the next
evening, and he developed q remark
able talent in the amateur.painting
and kalsomining line, before they
got through.
"Isn't she pretty, Harry7" said
Kate, when at last they were settled
comfortably, and Saidee had gone for
good.
"she is pretty" said Harry enthus-
iasticallyj "and she is brave, and she
isn't afraid of honest work; and al.
together she is my beau ideal of a
girl"
Mamma" whispered Kate, laugh.
ing after her brother had gone out
81 believe our Harry is in love with
Saidee Lynn"
"I'm sure don't blame him." said
Mrs. Hartwiek. "She is q little
jewel"
Aunt Leah never knew where the
Young Hyson tea came from, nor the
sponge cake, nor the white grapes,
nor all the little luxuries which had