The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1882-05-11
NEEDLE AND THREAD.

THAT'S what he told me, Just in so
many Words" said Mrs. Pepnypacker,
who stood on the threshold of her best
room. with her head tied up in pocket
handkerchief, and hair-broom in her
hand, wherewith she gesticulated, after
q tragic fashion, as she talked, while
Miss haywood, tall and slender as wild
lily, stood in the hall, with roll of
music under her arm, and her slight
figure wrapped in shabby black shawl.
"And he is willing to pay my price,
cash, every Sunday night. Never at
tempted to beat me down penny, if
you'll believe it, my dear. He drinks
only English breakfast tea, and he wants
his pie-c crust made with the best Alder
ney butter, instead of lard, AS is good
enough for the other people; and he must
have ventilators to all the windows, ard
an open CRATE instead of the base-burn-
ing stove; and-I hope you'll not be Of
Tended, my dear-but he particularly
dislikes piano"
'Dislikes a piano." said the little
music teacher, reddening in spite of
herself,
And he says, says he, Il hope, Mrs.
Pennypacker, that there is no piano in
the house. A piano. says he, plays the
deuce with my nervous system with its
everlasting tum, tump Those were his
words, my dear. So, my dear, I'd be
grateful if you won't mind doing your
practicing until he's out for his daily
walk-from one to three, just as regular
as the clock"
Miss haywood looked piteously up in
the landlady's face.
81 will do anything TO oblige you, Mrs.
Pennypacker," she said earnestly. 81
have net forgotten bow very much am
indebted to you. both in actual money,
and IN kindness, which money can never
repay"
"My dear, don't say word, said Mrs.
Pennypacker hastily. you've beon
sick, and you've got little behindhand,
and it's quite natural that you should be
q little low-spirited now and then. But
you must not get discouraged. And
you are quite welcome to stay on here
until you're able to settle up your little
account"
Honora haywood sighed as she
thought how often her little advertise
ment had been inserted in the daily news
papers without attracting the least notice
from the world of patrons and pupils.
There we're SO many capable music
teachers, willing to give lessons at mod
crate prices" nowadays, and how was
anyone to know how very much she
,eeded the money?
And as the time crept on and no pu
pills came, Honora began to ask herself
seriously, whether she should go out in
some mental capacity, or stay genteelly
at home and starve.
4 CLOTHES, ma am"
Honora started from her revery as the
washerwomans stumpy little girl banged
herself, like human battering ram, up
against the door, with a preposterously
large basket on her arm.
YES" said Honoran. coloring. Put
them down, Sally. But-I-Tm afraid
it isn't convenient to pay your mother
o-day."
Mother didn't say nothing bout the
pay" said Sally, wiping her forehead,
with whisk of her feet. 81 was to leave
the clothes with her tumble duty and she
'oped they'd suit, but it was that damp
on Monday and Tuesday as the starch
wouldn't stick. And she opes you'll
excuse all mistakes, as they'll be done
better next time"
''I dare say they are quite right" said
Honora, with little sigh, as she
marveled at this unexpected access of
courtesy on the part of her Milesian
laundress.
But when Sally had stumped of down
stairs, her tapping slippers beating a
sort Of tattoo as she went, Miss May
wood took off the fringed towel that
covered that basket of clothes, and gave
little start.
s'Shirts," said Honora, land socks,
and turn over collars, No. 16, and great
big pocket-hankerchiefs, like the sails
OF ship. and white vests, and goodness
me, what does it all mean? Mrs. Null
vey has sent me some gentleman's ward
robe through mistake. must send the
!. things back ut once"
But then Miss haywood looked down
on.the articles thoughtfully.
IT never had brother" unused Miss
haywood, land l can't remember my
father, but this am quite certain-if
had either one or the other, should
thank any girl to mend their dilapidated
wardrobes, if they looked like this
And Mrs. Mulvey can't send before
night, and unfortunately I've nothing to
do, 30 I'll Just mend this poor fellows
clothes, whoever he may be. A half
starved student Of theology, doubtless,
training for the Polynesian Islands; or,
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