The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1883-10-03

newspaper in the hall Perhaps the adver-
Using columns may interest you.n
Eve ara sisters, said the young widow.
with quivering lip. VIII you not call
me Plume 9''
"Oh, no, we're no relations at all, in
reality" said Mrs. Abel Percy, weighing
out ounces of sugar aud pounds of -four
with an unerring hand "And really, your
name is such a very peculisr one. Jane, or
Martha, or Eliza, would have been more to
my taste. Perhaps however, " with keen,
sidelong glance, you have been on the
stage ~
"No," said Plume, az was teacher
when Oswald married me. But what did
you mean about the advertising columns of
the papers 2" u
Situations, you know" said Mrs. Percy,
reaching over to the raisin-box. " Bridget,
you have been at these raisins, as true as
live! There's half of 'em gone since was
here lastn
.s No, mum, I haven't I" sharply respond
ed Bridget, who was used to these kitchen
skirmishes. "Sure never lived in house
before where they counted the raisins and
the Jumps o. coal, and if l don't suit, mum,
it's months warning from to-day, if yes
Place" SIS
+ Situations :" repeated Plume, half afraid
If Bridget's warlke demeanor, half puzzled
ct her sister-in-laws words.
9" Yes" said Mrs, Abel, tartly, paying no
attention to Bridget and her skillet-"in
/ .glove-factory, you know, or a fancy store.
or even as nursery governess or attendant to
some elderly invalid. For of course. you
know, " with another of those obhque looks
that made poor Plume feel SO uncomfort-
able, "you expect to work for your living
We are not rich enough to support all our
relations. Abels salary was reduced last
! year, and no one knows how strictly l have
tic economi1e in order to make both ends
meet. And strong young woman like you
ought to be ashamed to sit down on a siclsly
man with family, like my husband, be-
"Stop-oh, stopl" said Plume, lifting up
her hand, as if to ward off some invisible
terror. " He said was welcome He told
me-
THAT'S just like Abel |" said Mrs Percy,
scornfuly. He'd take in all creation if he
could. He never stops to think whether he
can afford it or not"
81 am 50 sorry that l intrude," said
Plume, with dignity. " 1t shall not be for
long. win look at the newspaper ct
once"
" Yes, that's deal the best plan," assent
ed Mrs. Percy, ungraciously. "Of course
You won't mention our little chat to Abel.
He might be vexedi and, after all, I'm only
speaking for your good"
Plume looked at her with an expression
OF face which somehow made Mrs Abel
Percy feel as if she were shrinking up like
withered walnut in It's she'll
eyes, know" said She "But you
need not be afraid l am no tale.bearer, to
make mischief in any ones family"
Mrs. Pisrey fsl. vory uncomfortable after
this little conversation was ended.
How she did look at me !" thought she.
But only spoke the truth, after ALL We
can't be burdened with her support, let Abel
talk as he pleases. And no matter what she
says, believe she has been an actress No
one but an actress could ever put ON such
royal ways as that !"
Half an hour afterward, when the bell
rang, and some one inquired for Mrs
Oswald Percy, Mrs. Abel nodded her head
to the cake she was taking out OF the oven.
Company already" said she "and
gentleman company, as I hve Well, if
this is the way she intends to 60 on, tho
sooner she suits herself with situation the
better I"
Mrs. Percy had been secretly anxious for
an opportunity of quarreling With her sister
in-aw Here it was at last and whom the
old gentleman with the glossy broadcloth
suit was gone, she bounced into the parlor
with red spot on either cheek-bone like
signals of war.
$50 you have been receiving company,
Mrs Oswald 2n said she.
Eyes" Plume innocently answered.
Gentleman company, tool" cried Mrs.
Percy.
at was Mr.. Van Orden, my husbands
lawyer, explained Plume. A@ q
sob, dare say !" said Mrs. Percy.
Gan that sounds very well but have the
character Of my house to look to, and"
"He is coming back with a carriage"
hnrriedly spoke Plume. 81 am to go to his
wife's house at once. Mrs. Van Orden is
willing to give me the shelter which my own 1
husbands relatives grudge mel"
~ wish her Joy of her bargain, / am
sure" said Mrs. Abel Percy, with toss of
the mountains of false hair that crowned her
head.
And SO the two women parted, in no spirit
of amity-
al dare say she'll 60 straight to the
STORE" thought Mrs. Abel, "and invent a
pitiful story for my husbands benefit. And
Abel will make a great fuss-Abel always
was soft about his relatives-but / shant
mind it, always have been mistress in
my own house, and always intend to be,
oswald's widow or no Oswald's widow"
Nevertheless, she could not help feeling
little apprehensive when her husband came
in to tea. For whe- EEL really was angry,
his anger signifed something. But to her
surprise he entered all smiles, and rubbing
his palms, gleefully.
$50 Plume has gone ?" said he.
yes" said Mrs. Piercy, pretending 10
be busy with a knot in the second child's
shoe. "She has gone. But how did you
know ii ?"
Evan Orden stopped at the store to tell
me-" answered Mr.. Percy. Strange.
wasn't it2 And quite romantic, too"
"what on earth is the man talking
about ~ said Mrs. Percy, aroused at last
into something like active interest.
why, didn't Plume tell you? II seems
that those last investments that poor Oswald
fancied he had beggared himself with, have
turned up trump cards after all. And Van
Orden tells me that Oswalds widow is worth
hundred and fifty thousand dollars"
Mrs. Abel Percy turned first green, then
crimson. Alas for the fatal blunder she had