The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-04-07

| answered Slluee.
Aud she vanished behind the lilac
hedge, rather amused at the mistake
which the old lady had made.
Belle was full Of news that evening.
| sOh, Saidee," she DRIED, .tsuch a
moe family is moving into the Locust
House |"
.'Yes," said saidee .I saw the
furniture carts at the door as T came
back from the village this afternoon.
"Oh, the village II cried Belle. toos-
Ing her blonde head. "It's strange,
Saidee, how much time you get to run
about and enjoy yourself, while I am
drudging at home. But there's young
gentleman there-the handsomest man,
Alice Akin says;.ttnaJ-'she ever saw
and Mr.. Pyle knows him, and he is to
be at the picnic tomorrow, to get ac-
quainted with the young people of the
neighborhood. Won't It be delightful?'
Very" said Snidee indlfferently.
But while Belle was talking she had
made up her mind what to do on the
day OF the May picnic.
Early in the morning. while the flush
Of sunrise was still crimsoning the sky,
and blonde Belle lay asleep with her
yellow hair in crimping-pins, Saidee
arose, dressed herself Quietly, and Slip
ped out of the back door like little
grey shadow.
At eight o'clock, aunt Leah raped
with her cane on the ceiling of her
room, which was directly beneath the
one occupied by her nieces.
| Belle made her appearance presently,
in faded calico wrapper. rubbing her
eyes after drowsv fasnion.
"Where's breakfast ?" said aunt Leah.
| where's Saidee ?" counter question
ell Belle. ooh, I know the selfish
thing She has got up early and gone
down into the woods to get some pink
azaleas for her hair before the other
girls think of 1T. She wauts to astonish
US all at the picnic. But think she
might have told me"
'I'm afraid Saidee thinks more of
herself Than she does Of u.s." said aunt
Leah sourly.
And Belle, iu very ill. humor, began
to prepare the breakfast-a task gener-
ally assumed by her eldest sister.
While Saidee hurrying down tho
path by the swamp, took the shortcut
across the olover-meadow, and was
presently knocking at the door of the
brick house where the load of furniture
| AaN SGoOo Gn0 Qay before.
The old lady with the crooked cap
and. cherry cheeks came to the door.
| "Haye you yet engaged any one to
help you get settled ?" said Saidee,
bIushlng very prettlly.
'We can't hear Of n soul II said the
old lady. Every one is engaged just
now, and"
''If you thought could be of use"
faintly- began Saidee.
''Bless me, child - said the old lady,
"you are too slight and small, Be-
Sides" looking closer at her, lyon are
n lady"
but know how to clean house fer
all THAI" said Saldee valiantly. "Ive
done 1T every year at home. We are
ladies', but we are not people of means
And think you will be suited with my
work. 1t is necessary that 7 should
earn little money, and.
Come in, my dear p said the old
lady-"come in and have cup of coffee
with us. I am Mrs. Hartwick-and
this is my daughter Kate"
"Saidee Lynn % exclaimed the soft
voice OF pretty young girl, lying with
q sprained ankle on the sofa.
10 her amazement, our heroine recog-
nized one Of her schooImates, Gather
| lne H@rtwiok, who had been III the
same class with her, at boarding school,
two years ago.
'"But you surely never have come
here to-work 2" said Kate in amaze
| ment.
Eyes, have - said brave Saidee.
| "Why, is it any less creditable to clean
paint and wash windows than to play
croquot or do Kensiugton stitches &? And
my aunt Leah has lost all her little pro-
perty, and we are very, very poor SO
now you know all about it. And when
have eaten my breakfast, if Mrs.
Hartwick will give me cleaning cloth
and plenty Of soft soap, I'll show her
what | can do -
30 that Miss Lynn was mounted on
step-ladder, polishing off an antique
mirror, when Kate's soft voice was heard
saying.
"Oh, Harry is that you ? We sup
posed, OF course, you were at the PIC
MO. Miss Lynn, this 1s my brother
Harry. Harry, let me present you to
Saidee Lynn, my dear Old schoolmate,
who has come here to help us clean
house."
Miss Lynn made rs graceful bow as
she could under the circumstances.
Mr.. Harry Hartwiok inclined his
head.
Eat tho picnic, indeed - he retorted
merrily. ''Not Mt all. I've been hunt
ing high and low for some one to help
You, and for lack Of any success I have
returned to do q little whitewashing
myself"
"Oh, have you ?" said Saidoe. "I
know such nice recipe for kaisomine-
as white as alabaster, and 1t won't run
off at all.".
"Let's make it," said Mr.. Hartwiok
promptly.
No picnic could ever have been more
delightful than this dny among dust,
whitewash, securing sand and brooms.
Kate, on her sofa, hemmed curtains !;
Mr.. Hartwiok bustled to and fro Sal
dee with her curly hair tied up in q
handkerchief, secured paints, and Har-
ry whitened ceilings and at twilight
they had three rooms in perfect order.
| ''We have achieved wonders" said
Kate. looking around at the neatly
tacked carpets--the soft, garnet plush
hangings- pictures OH the walls
| tha orvatal hriohtneae NJ tha xyindoua-..