Connecticut western news., 1883-01-10
VOL. XII.

"Yes," said Honora, colorlng. "Pu them down, Sally. But I'm afraie it isn't convenient to pay your mother today"
 "Nother didn't say nothin' bout the pay" said Sally, wiping her forehead with a whisk of her feet, shifting herself nearly off her feet. 1T was to leave the clothes, with her tumble duty, and she 'oped they'd suit but it was that damp on Monday and Tuesday as starch would not stick. And she 'opes you'll excuse all mistakes, as they'll be done better next time."
 q dare say they are quite right, said Honora, with little sigh, as she mar veled at this unexpected access of cour- tesy on the part of her Milesian laun- dress.
 But when Sally had stamped of down stairs, her Tapping slippers beating a sort of tattoo as she went, and Miss May wood took off the fringed towel that cov- cred the basket of clothes, she gave a little start.
 Shirts said Honora, ''and socks, and turnover collars, No. Is, and great, big pocket handkerchiefs, like the sails of ship, and white vests, and-good- ness me what does it all mean? Mrs. Mulvey has sent me some gentleman's s wardrobe by mistake. must send these back at once"
 But then Miss Haywood looked down at the articles in grave consideration.
 "I never had a brother" unused Miss Maywood ''and I can't remember my father but of this am quite certain, if I had either one or the other, should thank girl to mend their dilapidated wardrobes, if they looked like this. And Mrs. Mulvey can't send before night, and unfortunately have nothing to do, so I'll just mend this poor young fellows clothes, whoever he may be. A half starved theological student, perhaps, training for the Polynesian Islands; or, perhaps, newspaper reporter, or pale clerk under the dazzling skylights of some dry goods palace. At all events, u6 $ WOISC OL bIlfbu u11lS 1O1 AC Oetn U mend his own clothes, and I can."
 And the smiles dimpled around Hon ora Maywood's little rosebud of mouth as she sat down to darn holes, sew on tapes, and insert patches.
 Hell never know who did it, said Honora to herself, ''but I dare say he'll be thankful and if one can get a chance to do little good in this world, one ought not to grudge one's time and trouble"
 And as Honora stitched away she unused sadly whether or not she ought to accept position which had offered itself as assistant matron in on orphan asylum, where the work would be almost unendurable, and the pay next to nothing, with no Sundays or holidays, and a ladies' committee, consisting of three starched old maids, to '' sit" on her the first Friday of every month. .
 ''I almost think I'd rather starve, said Honora. But, dear me starving is 8 serious business, when one comes to con- slider it face to face"
 Sally Mulvey came back pufing and blowing like human whale in about two hours.
 "Mother says she's sent the wrong basket, said she, breathlessly.
 "I thought it very probable, Sally, |" said Miss Haywood
 "And mothers compliments, added Sally, "and she can't undertake your things no longer, Miss Maywood, Cause she does cash business, and there ain't nothing been paid on your account since last June.
 Honora felt herself turning scarlet
 1T am very sorry, Sally. Tell your mother I will settle my bill as soon as I possibly can"
 Sally founced out of the room red and indignant, like an overcharged thunder cloud, and poor little Honora, dropping her head into her hands, burst into tears.
 k
 Pretty girl, that-very pretty" said MT. Broderick, the old bachelor, to his