Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1882-03-11
HETrY,S CAREER.

HETrY's CAREER.
81 wish could carve out career for
myself" said Hetty Arden, musingly,
as she sat by the window, her chin on
her hand, and her earnest eyes gazing
out on the wet street, where the rain fell
ceaselessly.
"Carve way. What's to PREVENT"
said her brother Will, who was lying on
the sofa with book in his hand, but
who was never too busy to tease his sis
ter, though he really thought her very
good as girls 60"
"a great DEAL" answered Hetty.
"There are so many difficulties in girls
way to fame and fortune"
"Fudgew exclaimed Will, who had
small respect for his sisters astute OBJ
servatiOns. "There are just as many
difficulties in the way of a man. The
trouble is that girls never half try"
Hetty answered nothing. Grown wise
by experience, she saw that to argue
with Will would avail her little.
"What career do you want?" asked
Will, after waiting in vain for an attack.
"Have you not everything heart could
desire here in your fathers house,"
mo" answered Hetty, boldly, Il
wanted to take drawing and modelling
lessons, and mother thought it all noR-
sense; and yet know | have talent"
''She said the other day that you might
begin drawing lessons as soon as you
graduate" SAID Will. "Can't you waltz"
Hetty did not laugh at his bantering
tone, she replied very sOberly, mo, feel
that ought to have begun long ago, if
am ever to becOmel famous in art or in
sculpture"
"You famousl cried Will, with burst
of laughter. ''Hetty, you will die of
your own conceit, if you don't take
care"
He considered what his sister said so
amusing that he repeated it that evening
at the tea table.
"Idon't see why you should laugh,
Will?"said Mr.. Arden, looking at this eld-
est daughter lovingly, i've always ex-
pected great things from Hetty. Per-
haps she will astenish us all yet, and we
must arrange for the drawing lessons at
once. 1t can do no harm TO prepare her
for career, even if she never enters up
on it,
Hetty's cheeks flushed scarlet, and her
eyes sparkled with joy. Praise from her
father was such an unusual thing that
she appreciated it. He was very busy
man; and so much away from his family,
that he had little time to notice the
tastes of his children.
How sweet to Hetty was the recOllec-
ton of his loving words, when, on the
following day, she stood by LIS bedside
and gazed tearfully down at his cold
face cold in death. For only a few
hours after he had risen from the tea
table, Mr.. Arden had been stricken with
apoplexy, and had died without even a
chance to say farewell to those he
loved.
II will not disappoint you, father
murmured Hetty, as she turned away
4. from the dead. 1.-THE great things you
expected of me shall come to pass"
But depair seized upon her when she
heard in what condition her father had
left his affairs. After the settlement of
his estate only few dollars, and small
farm fifty miles from the the city, re-
NAMED TO the widow and children.
"Oh," said Hetty, ''had mother only let
me take drawing lessons long ago, L
would be able to earn my own living
row, perhaps help her. But l must bid
goodbye forever now to my hopes Of
entering on the career of an artist
And she mOurned most bitterly over
hOl WdDocu WllCu w III WOO
taken from school, and put to work as a
clerk in store, and she, with ner
mother and three little sisters removed
to the farm.
Hard work awaited them here, work to
which they were unaccustOmed, about
which they knew almost nothing. Het-
ty put her shoulder to the wheel with a
Will; but often at night she wept to
think how little she was accomplishing,
and how poor was the prospect before
her. She could never take lessons in
drawing; she must make up her mind TO
live on the farm all her life, managing
well If she succeeded in making it yield
5are support for the family.
"And yet / know have talent" she
she would whimper over and over. 81
can feel it"
She was in the kitchen one day skim
ming the milk for tea. when old Mrs.
Day, near neighbor, come to borrow
some coffee.