The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1884-03-01
AT UNCLE PAUL's

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tiently, 81 can't wear these kid gloves
again by any possibility. They've been
once to the cleaners and I've done them
myself twice with bread.crumbsl"
She sat in the deep window seat, her
bright hair streaked with morning sun
shine, her blue eyes sparkling with vex-
alton, while pair Of very much de-
moralized kid gloves, of the palest prim-
rose tint, lay in her lap.
And Dora, her younger sister, looked
listlessly up from the pile of music she
was turning oyer-another of the bright
blonde blossoms of humanity.
why don't you get yourself new
pair2" said she. "Oh, deari There
isn't a-song here that is not hundred
years old. 'Juanita.' Her bright
smile, Beautiful daisies, and all that
sort of thing. Rosie must get some
thing that isn't coeval with the ark.
How is girl to"
"Why don't 1 get myself another
pairp' sharply cross-questioned Juliet.
because 1 haven't any money-that is
the rea5onl"
Sits 80 dreadful to be poorl' sighed
plump, pretty Dora, contemplating her
pink finger-tips; and at the same mo-
ment Mrs. Templeton, the married
blonde of the family, came in with a
worn look upon her face.
''More bills" said she. "Oh, girls
what will Frank sayp Stefani-has act
ually had the hardihood to charge
seventy-fve dollars for that little lunch
we gave to Mrs. Atwood and her son.
And Madame Cherimont's account is
eighty-nine, and Pm positively afraid
TO open the florists bill"
"Then it's no use asking for more
kid gloves at present." said Juliet, dis
consolately.
"Nor music" added Dora, with a
shrug of her shoulders.
Mrs. Templeton burst into tears.
81 declare" said she, "I'm discour-
aged. And you girls are always teas
ing for something or other, and Frank
is SO cross whenever we exceed the reg
ular allowancel'
'Crying will do no good" said Dora,
who was evidently the philosopher Of
the family. "But what is that letter in
your lap, RosieS"
"Oh, thatl'' said Mrs. Templeton, sis
from Uncle Paul. 1 declare. Stefani's
bill upset me so that forgot all about
it. He wants one Of you girls to come
up TO the Maine Camp and keep house
for him. It's somewhere on the line Of
the Rangeley Lakes. l believe owls
and whip-poor-wills thrown in. Come,
girls, which of you will volunteer"
Juliet gave little shrek Of dsmay,
Dora elevated her pink, cushiony hands,
But third sister who had been silently
mending the flounces of pink silk skirt
in an obscure corner looked up.
"Is Uncle Paul really in earnestp'
said she. "Then I'll CO."
"Gladysl" cried all three of the
others, IN different accents of amaze
ment, reproach and incredulity.
Gladys Garland rose up, flung aside
the soft pillows of pink silk that cum
bered her lap, and came out into the
light. OF all the sisters, she was per
haps the loveliest and the most deter
mined.
"Why not?" said she. 'Do yor
think l am particularly in love witt
this sort of lifel l declare, there have
been times within the last month wheI
I've felt inclined to go for a servant
maid, or look up situation as factory
hand. Just consider, girls-the dress
/ wear isn't paid for; tie milliner il
always sending her girl around witt
bills. l can't go on this street nor OIL
that, for fear of meeting some one who
will ask Inc for the money that l hon
estly owe them. Rosie, like darling
that she is, keeps giving parties ant
lunches and morning musicales, to Try
and get us well married. Frank, poo
fellow, is working beyond his strength
to give his wife's sisters a fair chance
but il isn't bit of use. See how WI
all hang fire. Now don't know abou
Julie and Dora, but l, for one, avn tlret
of being put up IN the worlds window
- For salel' Yes, lIl to Uncle Paul.
"But," gasped Mrs. Templeton
"what will society sayp"
"What it pleases," Gladys answered
"Society don't settle my boot-bill, no.
provide me with pocket-money."
"Gladys," said Juliet, demonstrating
ly, 81 think you are crazyl"
because l am emanclpating mysel
from slaveIy2 But you know, Julie
cannot see where all this is to end
"What will Mr.. Vaudeville sayp'
demurely questioned Dora, with sly
sidelong glance at her sister.
He will say" Gladys stoutly answer
ed, 'that there is one fortme-hunte
the less in the ranks"
"Gladys, how can you speak 81
coarsely?" said Juliet. not without in
dignation.
SIS it coarse?n said Gladys. sit
the simple truth. Mr.. Vaudeville i
. very handsome and agreeable, but
don't think he will miss me after tn
first evening or two. Oh, there are to
many Peris in this Paradisel And pool
good, patient Frank, he will have on
less to provide for. eyes, I'll 60 wit
Uncle Paul"