Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1883-08-03
WHY PAY BILLS WHEN DUE.

Auht Gracc's story.
ooh. dcari' said Rose Howard. n
She looked at the paper which the scrv-
ant handed her That wrctchcd Girl
: IN n desperate hurry % send i'm her
bill for embroidery Twenty dollars,
just what ! had saved to pay for the
bonnet and gloves which / must have II
! 20 To Mrs. LOrimer' reception. did
not expect this bill ill / had my next
months allowance. Well. she must
wait, that's all"
IL would not make her whit II I
were YOU, Rose said Miss Grace Row
nm, looking up from her sewing.
why. II j. only ten days. said Rose.
Papa always gives me my allowance
ON the first day If the month. and to-
day Is the twenty-iirst"
Nevertheless | would pay her bill
to-day said Miss Rowan, earnestly.
'lf IL will be- Of any use To YOU would
much rather lend YOU the money. |
can probably do without Il better than
she can
THANK YOU, Aunt Grace. but that
would not do nj all. sad Rose.
when papa consented To give me "A
regular allowance il vas ON condition
that / should never borrow penny of
any one. But why are YOU So anxious
that the bill should be- paid nj once? DO
YOU know anything about this Girl that
YOU are SO sure she IL in need of the
money!"
NO. said Miss Rowan, IL know
nothing about her. IL is only ON gen
eral principles that | ann speaking. Not
exactly, either. II YOU choose will tell
You why ! never delay n day in paving
bill sent In by poor person, above
all by poor young girl
~ story said Rose. gaylv. "Oh
that Is delightful. | am as fond of sto-
ries now rs ] was ut ten years old. IL
Just comes nj the right time. too. for
mamma wants me o. finish this table
cloth. and do get 50 tired of these
conventional borders, Just the same
thing over and over, but n story will
make me forget IT, DO 90 ON, ain,v. -
Rose settled herself comfortably in
her low scwing-chair and dropped her
dark lnshes over her pretty blue eyes.
Aunt Grace smiled n little ~ her eager
ness, then sighed family and began her
tale.
"It is story of the days when I was
an elderly young girl, living at home
with my parents she said. "And
the heroine of the story remam.
Der those llowcr-paintings which YOU
have so often admired at my home.
Rosc?'
Remember them? or course | do.
Those great vclvety pansics with the
dcwdrops standing upon their purplc
petals. And the sweet peas. with RINGS
otdainty Hush over trcmulous white
looking ~ II n breath would blow them
away. And. oh aunty! those exquisite
maple-huds and catkins. the soft. furry
white 'pussics.' mingled with the bright
scarlet of the bursting buds. IL i Ike
a dream of early spring. hut how do
they come into your story. aunty2''
asked Rose. lifting wide eyes of interest
to her aunt's face.
"Only because the painter of those
pictures Is the heroine Of il. -" said Aunt
Grace. "Cara Hastings was her name
She was much Younger than I. an mr.
phan. fighting her why sinrlc-handed
with the world. Pretty? Well. rather
pretty, not very. She had slight.
graceful figure. dark. wistful ewes set
IN small, pale face. flexible. trcmulous
lips and profusi1u of soft. dark. wavy
hair. which framed her broad forehead
like cloud.
81 met her first nj the studio of n
friend. and, In spite Of the two wears
difference In our ages. we took n mutual
fancy to each other. After that | was
often ut her studio. poor little bare Mace
that u was! One room served for every
thing-kitchcn, parlor, studio. bed
room, yes, and reception room for her
pupils. a broad lounge served for her
bed by night, and one corner of the
room was cur;ainrd of to conceal her
toilet apparatus. Her cooking. such as
u was was accomplished upon small
Kerosene stow. which, when not in Use.
she kcrr IN her closet. a poor little
place, n l said, but Cara was very
happy In 10. She loved her work, and
she had one ut those bright. happy dis
positions which make their own sun
shine. She often talked To me of her
pupils, but the one of whom she spoke
ottencst waSMaud y. knew the name
well. for the father Of this Maud was
one OF the most prominent clergvmen
IN the city where we both lived. Every
one respected him, Irrespective of de-
nomination. lie was not only an clo-
qucnt preacher and profound scholar.
Of fervid picty and blamcless life: he
was also n philanihropist. n rrformer.
prominent in everything that was rood
aud noble. Cara often spoke of him
with enthusiasm.
- II is not only that Maud Is such n
darling. she said, but feel IL such an
honor To be associated in any way with
the family Of such mani
All this was In the winter. Spring
came, and everybody was leaving town.
l lid not go, although all my family
did, simply because did not care 10.
There is such n pleasant feeling and
sense of solitude in large city through
July and August that l meant to nut of
my outing until late September. Cara
did not go away, either, and we saw n
good deal OF each other II was not An
unalloyed JOY TO me. though. for. watch
ing her, saw that day by day her
cheek grew paler and thinner. her step
slower. her eye more fevcrishlv BRIGHT
What Is the matter with Won
Cara, often asked. anxiously, but She
only smiled and protested that nothing
allied her, that she was only a little
tired with the hot weather. When fall
came she would be herself again.
"I urged her to go out Of town. or
at least TO como and stay for awhile
with me in our large. empty house, but
no.
"'I must work, you know said
Cara. must work harder than ever
now. that my pupils have all left me
Tor the summer. Icould not work with
YOU. MY mind would be continually
disturbed. and-No. no. my studio Is
much the best place for me- So
but why work so hIrdP' said,