Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1882-06-01

step-ladder, polishing Off an antique
mirror, when Katie's soft voice was
heard saying:
"Oh, Harry is that you? We sup
posed OF course you were at the pic.
mic. Miss Lynn, this is my brother
Harry. Harry, let me present you to
Saidee Lynn, my dear old schoolmate.
who has como here to help us clean
house."
Miss Lynn made as graceful a bow
as she could under tho circumstances.
Mr.. Harry Hartwick inclined his head.
"At the picnic, indeed I" he retorted,
merrily. mot at ALL I've been hunt.
ing high and low for some one to help
you, and for lack of ary success have
returned to do little light white wash
ing myself"
"Oh, have you p said Saidee. 81
know such q nice recipe for calcimining
as white as alabaster, and it won't rub
off at ALL"
Lets make it," said Mr.. Hartwick,
promptly.
No picnic could ever have been more
delightful than this day among dust,
whitewash, scouring.sand and brooms.
Kate, on her sofa, hemmed curtains;
Mr.. Hartwick hustled to and fro; SAidee,
with her curly hair tied up in a hand.
kerchief, secured paint, and Harry
whitened ceilings; and at twilight they
Lad three rooms in perfect 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 mys-
teriously on one side.
"My dear, " said she. al do not know
how to thank You sufficiently. But I
am ashamed to offer you dollar and a
half, although"
" But / shall not be ashamed to take
it, said Saidee, smiling. "Why should
~ That is, il you really think have
earned it,"
" Ny dear. you have more than earned
it," said the old lady, land if you
could possibly come tomorrow"
"Of course / will come" said Saidec.
Weary as sho was Saidee went around
by the village to buy some Young Hy-
son tea for the old lady before she re.
turned to the gothic cottage.
Well" she cried, brightly. to her
sister, what sort ola day did you
have at the picnic7'
"Awfully stupid !" yawned Belle.
And the handsome young gentleman
from Locnst lane didn't come at all"
Didn't he ?" said Saidee.
"And whore have you been 2" do.
manded Belle, in an injured tone.
"Oh, spending the day with a neigh
Dor I" said SAidee, with a 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 a remarkable talent in the
amateur painting AMI calcimining line
before they got through.
isn't she pretty, Harry r said Kate,
when at last they we're settled com
fortably and Saideo had gone homo
for good.
"She is pretty" said Harry, enthu.
siastically; "and she is brave, and she
isn't afraid Of honest work; aud alto
gether she is my bean ideal Of girl"
Mamma, " whispered Kate, laughing,
after her brother had gone ont. 81 be-
lievo ont Harry is in love with Saidee
Lynn"
I'm sure I don't blame him." said
Mrs. HArtwick. "She is a little Jewell"
Aunt Leah never knew where the
Young Hyson tea came from, nor the
spongo-cske. nor the white grapes, nor
all the little luKuries which had cheered
her Of late; nor did she expect anything
until one day Harry Hartwick came TO
her aud formally asked her for her
nieoe's hand in marriage.
"Well, 1 never !" said Aunt Leah.
"But how did you ever become so
well acquainted with him, Saideo ?"
questioned Belle, half-pleasej, half
Jealous.
Because I cleaned house for his
mother" said Saidee, laughing.
And then under solemn seal Of
secrecy she told Belle all; and Belle
declared that IL vas too romantic for
anything, never pausing 10 think that
real life Is as full OF romance as . sum-
mer meadow with butteroups, and that
fortune comes TO those only who go
bravely ont 10 seek fort une.