Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-08-08

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we will consent to receive it, provided it
is in every way as good as that left US
by your grandmother; and in that case
we will agree to refund the eight dollars
your last months wages, which we have
retained as the first installment Of your
debt; which is really much more than
could have been expected Of u.s."
"Oh yes, indeed, very much more than
could have been expected of u.s." mur-
INJURED Miss Georgette.
"For such gross carelessness-" Miss
Cameron went went on.
"Indeed, ma'am," interrupted Molly,
her cheeks flaming and her eyes spark
ling, "as l have told you, / never touch
ed it; | wasn't even near it. was sweep
ing the other side of the parlor, when it
fell, and the cord it was hung by was
all moth.eaten, and had parted in the
middle just as showed you at the time"
Should be punished" continued
Miss Cameron, not paying the slightest
attention to the girl "And one word
more. Please TO remember that we have
your signature to an acknowledgement
that you consider yourself responsible for
the breakage."
"You frightened me so that | scarcely
knew what was signing" said Molly.
"But as | have promised. will pay
you, for it shall never be said that my
fathers daughter broke her word. I'd
give you the few dollars had saved, if
had not to keep them for my own sup
port until | get another place. Poor
Aunt Nanny can only give me shelter.
for, as you know, she has depended al
most entirely on me for food and clothes
ever since my father died.
Yes, and very ridiculous thing for
both of you," snapped Miss Cameron
with a cold snap. "She might much
b e,ter sell the hut she lives in for kind
ling wood, and go to the poor-house, and
you might much better save your wages
to pay for the things you break. For
break you will to the end Of your
days. never saw person with such
hy-away hair as yours that was not vain,
careless, and frivolous. You may CO."
Yes, indeed you may CO." added
Miss Georgette.
And the poor child went out into the
road homeless and almost frie ndless, with
a shadow on her fair you ng face and a
pain in her young heart. But she had
only turned into the long lane that led to
Nancy's cottage. when some one came
quic ky to her side. and said in kindly
voice, MOLLY poor little Molly" and
there was Mr.. Malcolm. A nd Molly, in
her grief, thinking only Of him as the
fri end of her childhood, who had known
her as the darling Of the kindest fathers,
flung her bundle down and burst into
passionate flood Of tears.
They were hard on me, your sisters,
Mr.. Malcolm" she sobbed-"very hard
on me. did my best for them. Iwork-
ed-and | am not very strong, though |
am blacksmith daughter-from morn
ing till night, and yet / could not please
them. And it was not my fault about
the mirror. It was mott was MOTT
was not. Though Miss Cameron insists
that l stopped sweeping to look at my
curly hair-I can't help its curl
ing did everything to make it straight :
| tied it back so tight, over and over
again, that my head ached awfully-and
k nocked it with the broom. She was a
little better before you came, and CON-
plained 80 much about the tea, and the
coffee, and your shir is, and-and every
thing"
81 complain y exclaimed her listener,
breaking in upon her rather confused
narrative of her wrongs. "Why, | nev-
er complained of anything. How could
I:-th there was nothing to be complained
Of"
"She said you did But l beg youl
pardon, SIR" suddenly remembering
tie difference between the candy -and.
kisses time and the present. She, is
your sister, and-and my troubles are
nothing to you." a. ia.
"She is my sister an extremely long
step off," he replied gravely; "and fur.
thermore, l think I see a way-a pleas.
ant way-out Of them. Let me walk
with you to your aunt Nanny's. and there
with her to advise US, we'll talk matters
over" .' t-+
"Oh, its such poor place, Mr.. Nal
colin. Miss Cameron called it hut and
said it was only fit for kindling wood"
give been in much poorer places
Molly" said he, and picking up her bun.
die he walked by her side to the old wo