The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1882-09-21

over her shiny hair, white apron
with little ruffied waist protecting
her print gown, her cheeks flushed I
rosy pink with heat, and in her
hands a tray full Of crisp, delectably
smelling gingersnaps.
"A real study-like 4 Flemish |
picture" Mrs. COrliss said after
ward. She fell in love at once with |
the quaint room, the pretty sisters,
the old china, stayed twenty min
utes nibbling gingersnaps, and look
ing about her, bought a dollars
worth of everything, ION trial, as she
said, and swept out, leaving a wake
of rose colored hope in the air-and
Della and Hetty executing a wild
waltz behind her back, for Joy and
congr2tulatiOn.
Luck has turned-I know, feel
it." declared Hetty.
Luck had turned. Mrs. Corliss
raved to everybody she knew about
the room, the twin-sisters and the
excellence of the gingerbread. 1t
became a fashion to go to Farewell
street for buns and biscuits. Hetty
and Della had to work early and
late to fill their orders, but what was
that ito sewing their fingers off for
bare ivingi" Hetty said, and
toll was sweetened now by a gradu-
ally increasing profit. At the end
of the first six months, they had not
only ''lived and kept together" but
had little sum laid by, which, as
Aunt Polly advised, was treated as
business capital" part of it being
invested in the purchase of an avn
ing for the window. and an extra
stove To increase their baking ca
pacity. Very rarely were there any
state things left now to be sold next
day at half-price, the regular orders
and chance custom consuming all.
We shall have to hire a boy to
carry things round, 1 actually be
lieve," declared Hetty. Mrs. Nal
comb and Mrs. Sayres both said
that they would .Order our bread
regularly, if we could send it home"
ave been expecting that would
be the next step, remarked Aunt
Polly, land / guess I've got just the
boy YOU want in my eye, It's
Widow McCuIlen's lad = Sandy, as
they call him. He's a good little
chap, and it'll be real help 20 his
mother to have him earning tribe"
So Sandy McCullen was regularly
engaged as ''bread boy, ami bust
ness grew brisker still
Aunt Polly, we've got to another
NOTCH said Hetty, at the end OF
the first year. You don't happen
to know of a girl, do you, who could
help US in the baking? Della and
can't keep up with the orders. She
gets so tired now and then that she
can't sleep, and that worries me so
that l lie awake too"
'That'u never answer; no, / don't |
know of any girl, but there's a nice /
kind of an oldish woman. if she'll !
do. that I'd like to recommend
Yes-I mean myself she went on
at Hetty's amazed look.
Its come to me more than once
lately, that it'd be kind of good and
restfuI to make a change, and not
20 on tailorin' forever, all the best
Of my days. 1 used to be a master
hand at bread and piecrust, too,
when was your age, and I've lit
lie saved up which can go with the
business, if it's needed; and, if you
girls say so, well make a kind Of
,amiIy firm of the thing. How does
t strike your
ooh, Aunt Polly, the very thing,
1nly it seems too good to be true.
Do you really mean it? We did so
nate the idea Of raw girl, to whom
We should have to teach everything,
md who would spoil half she made
or the first month, and I've fought
{ off as long as l could; why, it
will be like having grandmother
;ome back to have you living with
Is. There's the west room all
eady. Dear me, How delightful
Kings seem to turn out for US al
yays!'
'That wasn't your view always,
t seems to me-" rejoined Aunt
Polly. "A year ago you was pretty
Town in the mouth, if 1 don't mis-
axe Ginberbread Is good for
you see.
The Old Time Bakery" still goes
IN in Farewell street, but it has
,rown far beyond its original pro
portions. If you we're to visit it
.o-day you would find a room
louble the size of the former, and
which has been made by taking
Town a partition wall between the
lit ting room and a spare bedroom,
md throwing them into one. There
ire two windows on the street now.
me full of bread, biscuits and buns,
he other stored with Hetty's now
,avorite gingerbread, and with de
icious looking pumpkin pies and
apple tarts, with old-fashioned iasky
rust, which are Aunt Polly's speci-
llty, and have added greatly to the
reputation of the establishment.
Still it is not a shop. Hetty with
vary good taste has scrupulously
the quaint look which
irst gave character to the little en-
erprise, and by judicious rummag
ng in neighbors' garretts, has &C
luired sundry old time chairs, bot
les, jugs and platters, which help
n the effect. Everything is scrupu
ously clean and bright, as all things
must be where Aunt Polly super
rises, but the brightest things in
.he room are the faces of the twin
sisters They have tested and
proved their powers; they know now
What they can do, and they taste
he happiness of success.
l tell their little story, in which
5 nothing remarkable, or out of the
way for the sake of other girls, who,
are sitting to-day with
olded hands, and puzzlIng and
just as Hetty and Della
lid, over what they are to do and
low to set about it. do not mean
It all that these girls should all
make gingerbread-that indeed
would be ~overstocking the mar
,et," as Aunt Polly would say, but