Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1883-02-14

nat ana SaCque, put tnem on, locked up
the house, and hurried down the village
street as fast as her young, strong limbs
could carry her, until she stopped at a
little white house, at the low window of
which she tapped. A little girl opened
the door, and Pamela followed her into
a sitting-rOom, where a thin woman sat,
amidst cushions, IN a big Boston rock
ing chair, with brand new baby across
her knee, two older ones on the floor
near her, and two little boys building a
block house on the table, while the little
girl who had opened the door made the
sixth of the youthful group.
"Why, Miss Pamela - said the moth
er, chow pleased l am to see you! Ex-
cuse my not getting up. I amt strong
yet. was thinking when you came IN
whether or no [ should be able TO darn
that place in the carpet, but [ don't feel
/ shall. Nurse has gone away, aud sis
ter can't come, because her husband Is
down with the malaria, and I'm awfully
unsettled.
"Yon must be, said Pamela, dane
ing the baby. why, what a little
beauty it is, Mrs. Pease. l suppose
you've got a washer woman this week?
"No, haven't. It's my worst
trouble" said Mrs, Pease. 81 had
Kitty bring in the things and they are
ell mepded aud sorted OUT but black
/ Barbara is engaged on the bill, and
| don't know whatI'll do"
" Hire ne, said Pamela
"My!" laughed Mrs. Pease. "Wh3,
| Miss Clump!"
81 meau it, " said Pamela 81 wash
/ I,ot4or l,IocT- Porlozo o.,J T 11-o ,,
to earn some money. You can pay me
what you pay her, Mrs. Pease.
"a dollar a day." said Mrs. Pease;
but gracious, Miss Pamela, you can't
| mean 1t.
81 mean it from my heart" said
Pamela. "Pa thinks more of his money
than he does of me. I'm going to earn
clothes for myself. | need them, I'm
sure"
''Alen are SO peculiar sometimes, -
sighed Mrs. Pease. elf you really
mean II, it will be q great comfort to
me-"
Pamela instantly took off her bonnet
and sacque, tucked up her skirt, and
took Kitty out into the kitchen with
| her.
Before night the washing" white
as snow, was piled in a great clothes
basket. Mrs. Pease had had great
| bowl OF soup, and all was tidy IN the
| little room, where Pamela sat mending
the bit of carpet.
50 knew it would bother you until it
was done, she said, land now I'll go
home and get pas tea.
ooh, Miss Pamela, I'm so much
obliged, said Mrs. Pease. "And [ be-
lieve you've only done it to obIige me. y
1" No" said Pamela, 50 l did it to earn
| money. May I come next Monday"
q" Why, gracious met if you will, said
Mrs Pease.
"Been to see Mrs. Pease ?" asked Gu
rious Mrs. Chalksr, peeping out Of her
kitchen door as Pamela passed.
q" I've been washing for her, )" said Pa
mela
"Why, how Christian kind of you, to
be sure" SAID Mrs. ChaIker.
" Nothing of the sort" said Pamela.
q took my dollar for it. Have you
your washerwoman, Mrs. Chalker ?"
" No, haven't, and | amt able to
wash, " said MIS-. Chalker.
Pamela instantly offered her services.
9 am gong TO do washing, she SAID,
g I'm going to do it just as other wash
erwOmen dc, for money. shan't ex.
plain why. Bur here / am splendid
| laundress, ready to be hired six days in
the week, tIOm seven to SIX, if any one
wants me. ("
So If began. Before long Pamela had
| many employers, and the village was
rife with suspicion IS to the why and
wherefore, but never was girl prOuder
of herself than was Pamela when she laid
down upon the counter of dry goods
store the money for her coveted cloak:
hard earned money, but all her very
own; not a cent OF it coaxed out Of anv
| man alive.
She wore the cloak and pretty plush
/ bonnet and new kid gloves to church on
Christmas dag. She looked well The
| squire stared at her solemuly, but he
knew she had bad no money
g [ reckon" be thought, "she's cut
up her poor mas old black silk. [
won't ask any question and he held his
peace. ..N
Pamela, as she looked at him won
/ dered what he would say if he knew all.
| That week she had some cards printed
| professional cards.
next morning, They read thus:
| Miss PAMELA CRUMP.
LAUNDRESS
House cleaning done IN the best manner.
CRUMP HOUSE. ---.
The cards were circulated through the
village by boy hired for che purpose,
and on her return at night from her
| days work, Pamela found a postal card
awaiting her
MISS CRUMP, Laundress: Please call at Mr..
Bothwells early tomorrow. G. boutwell,
Now Mr.. Boutwell, was the new min
lister, widower with two children. He
knew nothing of the Crumps or of the
village as yet. He had preached there
once and been "called in conse-
| quence, on the demise of the excellent
Mr.. Dolorous, who had departed this
life at ripe old age. Pamela laughed
little as she determined to call and
see what was desired. At Z O'Clock she
rang the bell of the pastors very small
house and was answered by the gentle
man himself. He was in evident dis