The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-09-05
box, R''a.
By CLARA LOUISE BURNHAM.


the bsby's blocks in her haste TO get TO the
window. SIT IL" she continued, with en-
phasis; "And that is your Aunt Way and
getting cut. Hush! don't cry, preciousI"
and she lifted the heavy baby whose vail
had broken forth at the upsettiDg Of his
blockbouse "Whst shall | dol told
Bridget We wouldn't have anything but
bread and milk for lunch, on &C unit of the
jelly, and your aunt always dines at nooaP
The youHg girl apparently addressed drop
ped her sewing with frown. | say appsr-
entity, because in reality, after the fret alarm.
ed question, Mrs. Rich bad only been think
ing aloud. II wss evident from her anKi Gus,
Hurried expression that she was not in the
habit OF applying for help TO her laughter.
But at this moment the necessity WAS eX-
treme. Mrs. Waylsnd was her husbands
eldest sister, guest TO whom grea. attention
must always be psid. How WAS she to show
her sufficient hospitality with tut being in
two places st OnceI a mental picture ofthe
scene in her kitchen, where she had left the
jelly -mRking in full operation Ave minutes
before, rose before the tired, pc p ex d house
keeper. and made her wish she could run out
the back door and escape all care anu respon-
slbility.
"There is the bell, Dora. You must an
swer it,
81 can't / don't look fit"
Mrs. Rich did not heed the reply, in the
extremity Of her dilemma 81 wish you
could take the baby with you" she continu-
ed, shut you en- not, suppose. Eutertain
your aunt in my place. for there is no Hing
how long 1 shall be detained in tia kitchen.
Bridget will DO 30 put out, grosned the poor
woman, as she left the room after opening a
large picture book in the Dsby g lap.
81 do wish mamma wouldn't take every
thing so hard,' grnmbled Dora, wishing
white tie of the bureau aid adjusting 1t.
Then, SIS the door bell rang another, and to
the girls ears, incensei pesl he hurried
down stairs and admitted the visitor.
"How do YOU do, Aunt Wsylsndi" she
said with somewhat severe politeDess.
The tall widow threw back her rusty Grape
veil and looked at her neice sharply. 'Ars
you little Dorsf"
"No, Da'sm- Won't you walk in2"
Why, YOU sre Dora know that dim
pie. I suppose you're as vain of il as gooss.
Whist do yen mesn2'
Mrs. Way lands words were light, bar
spoken in strong nasal voice. They car
RED weight with them.
Il mesn that i am not little Dora any Ion
ger" ard the young girl kissed the cheek
presented 10 her.
'Let me SEE" unused the guest, as she laid
of her bonnet and shawl in the room into
which Dora had ushered her. you we're
away a. boarding school the last time /
was here. Are you at home now on vscA-
TONI
''Nc. ms'am; have left school. 1 have
graduated"
10 toI" and Aunt Wsyland surveyed the
pretty figure once more. "You call your
self a young lady now, no doubt"
"Why nOt2" returned the girl, carelessly,
thinking her aunt CREST bore.
Doesn't that look young lsdyfed2" she
asked, after they had reached the psrlOr,
showing large photograph of girl IN trail
ing white rebes.
Mrs Wsyland put on her spectsc.ss. "Its
you How old sre your Just seventeen |
thought So Ridiculousl"
at was, rather" admitted Dora, with a
laugh; "but the other girls wore long dresses
90 mother let me, although L was younger
than they were. The trail was cut off after
ward"
Very foolishl very foolish indeed Where
is your motherf'
Seeing about dinner. She is making
jelly to-day, 40 there is some extra work.
She begged 80 be excused for a little while"
Mrs. Wayland shock her head. st is no
use Your mother never could master the
art of unconscious housekeeping. How Oft
en- I've said to your father, Augustus, do
try to influence Rebeeca toward unconscious
housekeeping There is nothing more beau
tiful. No hurry, no perplexity, no making
mountains out of mole-hills; all smooth and
unosts ntatiOus. 1t Is very desirable /
suppose you ara kept pretty busy in the
family, one way and snothsr2"
Il used to darn the stockings" replied
Dora, raising her pretty eyebrows, 'but
can't do il now. I haven't time. I mske
my own dresses, and "a go out good deal,
L am kept quite busy"
'You go out q good deal, eh7" Aunt
Wsylsnd's dull face 1t up with a CLEAN Of
interest. II was long since she had come in
eontacs with airy one young and pretty and
siderable admiration for her niece's golden
hair, her large ey &c, and her dimple.
Yes, indeed. Ny most intimate friend
is very wealthy girl, who dresses elegantly.
1 go everywhere che does. aud OF course
mustn't look 80 very different from her; so
manage, by doing all my sewing myself,
to keep up very well" and Dora tried to
look modest, although she evidently felt
that it was q great work, well-performed,
Aunt Wsylsnd seemed TO agree With her.
That's il. You manage to be Just as fine
VI OnO-AhlA mo AiOAOJ3 rho eoAut hO@tt"1
approvingly, with q little sordid CLEAN in
her eyes. "You get that from the Rich
side. Your mother, am sorry to say,
really lacks faculty"
Dora looked down modestly. Aunt Wsy.
land. after all, wasn't so black as che had
painted her. She was really quite agreeable.
Bora loved praise, or as she would have
termed it. appreciation; and her pretty head
was quite tiled by the subject under discus
sion. She now besmed upon her relative
quite cordially. ~ making q null dress"
she said. 80 wear to q party next week.
Would you Ike to SEQ IT'D On, it's no tFouble
at all, and in twinkling she had run up
stairs. eager interest lending wings TO her
feet. The baby was crying and forloTn waen
she entered the room. She gave al impa
tent look at him, went to the closet and
brought out q stick of candy, which she
placed IN his chubby fist.
"Peppermint government There's moth
ing like it she mutsered, throwing the vsp.