The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1883-10-25

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Ivili Gee ~hA, can do for .on, she bad
saia. csrelessly. slipping The rich rings mp
and down her aneers Bat amateur nee
ale~ork is never quite up 10 the mark
Ho~erar. If you will consider that IN your
charges
1 will endearor to work well aud cheap
". said Agatha meekly.
And after sbe WAS gone. Ermina laughed
exnltsntly.
Hsa regular stroke of good luck Tor us,
mamma, said she. Broken down gentry
always work well and at quarter prices.
And so when she turned coldly away on
this occasion Agatha made haste TO detain
her
Leave the work. Ermins. said she. II is
true that am very much hurried Just at
present. but you have been very Kind 10
me. aud would not willingly disobligo
you.
II must be hand made, said Miss Bruce,
and very neatly. mind. and ! will pay you
so cents.
Fifty cents, echoed poor Agatha. ou'
usual charge is
don't care anything about your usual
charge, said Ermina impatiently II You
can I do it for 80 cents You needn't do y
at all
And she houuced out OF the room. leav-
ing strong odor OF bouquet do Caro-
line behind her.
Isn't it strange? said Agatha to herself
| in n sort OF sotto yoce.
Isn't what strange? said pleasant voice
from the adjoining room, where Major
Trixou was sitting by Hal Fontaines sick
bed
This is the third shirt I've had brought
mo today to make, said Agatha. and all IN
q hurry. shall have to sit up till mid
night every night to finish them.
Indeed? said Major Trixon.
One is from Miss Ida Hedge and one IS
from her sister Bertha, said Agatha And
now Miss Bruce
Miss Bruce, ell? said the major. Cant
she make her own shirts without bringing
them here?
| don't know, sighed Agatha.
, She was the haughty young woman.
suppose, who was domineenng over you
just now.
Yes, acknowledged Agatha. Not thai
, she mesrs to be unkind, but
!, No, no-oi conlse not, said Major Trix
on dryly. Only she treats you as II yo'
, belonged to an inferior race OF creatures
> As he spoke ho stopped over the bed ant
lifted the pillows SO as to alter tho invalid
position.
Is that any easier. my little man9 sale
he: and now as the doctor is here l vii
/. leave you for while.
e Indeed, sir, said poor Miss Fontaine
you are very kind.
: Kindl he repeated brusquely. SothnI
OF the sort. Kind2 Ought we not all =
0 be kind to each other? And now. goo
evening.
e Ho paused minute. however. by Ags
tha's table,
so, said le, these are the shirts!
And with delicate pencil he drew
d tiny cross in blue lead upon each one.
These arc what you call the neck build
a ings, aren't they? The mark will do n
r harm. See, il is so small that no on
Is would notice it but ourselves. onl
10 wanted to identity these articles II shoul
IS see them again. Good evening, Miss Ag'
: tha Mind you don't sit too close to you
st needle. N@
And the Major took his brown face an
sturdy tsll figure out Of the twilight room
ir The shirts came 10 the western psckin
a. box in due time. The major eyed the
OF critically. ~
III Nv old mother used to say, said h
IN that a well made shirt was the criterion
u a woman ability to make good viii
These shirts are disgraces to the Portvil
ur gir,s-all except three, and each one Of Il
three is marked with a. tiny blno cross
the inside OF The neck binding.
And Major Tci.on chdakled as he p
81 the shirts into the big boz.
y He met Miss Bruce on the favorl
cd promenade an hour or 80 snbs seqnentl
She sniilgl sweetly into h,s face.
ng hose you arc suited with the shi'
Is' Major, she said
1t. 1t was beautifully made. he ansv s'ed.
on / can assure you, she simpered. that
worked most diligently upon it.
H. His dark eye. ,ee,ned for an Instant
ay read her very soul
he .Involun.arily she blushed aud turn
NO her eyes away.
be Caa he know, she thought. that sent
ke 10 Miss Fon.aine to be madc'
~ The vslvet.eyed Hedge twias we're
'ut far or They advanced TO meet him WI
cherry cheeks and plumed bats to mate
'u Oh, Major Trizon. said they, did y
ad find out that We diint make en- at
he Mamma would be horriiei II she KIN
% that we told you. But we couldat get
gusseis and cores right, and we prick
- our fingers aud lost our tempers and
Aud so you sent them to Miss Fonta'
ant eh? laughingly questioned the major
nd How did yon know said Ida with VI
open eyes.
But don't tell Mamma, pleaded Bert
ich oh, know good many things, y
the major smiling.
49,. Agatha Fontsine was walking absep
along with her face bent downward
her eyes fixed on tue ground. She esear
~. ly saw the major uatil he paused 10 fr