Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-11-17


her mouth. the dizziness Of her eyes, and
tho dark rings under them.
Hev some custard pie9n
No, thank you: I'm not hungry"
81 saw young Allen 60 BY here bout
three o'clock, ridin' with that Hammond
girl, remarked hrs. Muzzy, cycling her
niece sharply.
She only looked at her aunt in the
same way she had done before, with an
expression Of misery too helpless and set
tied to be augmented.
: Yes, " she replied: 8 saw them.
She's a pretty-lookin' gal. Her
cheeks air as red as roses, an she had on
handsome bunnit.''
Yes
It's quite long time since he's been
to see you"
Yes"
Well, / wouldn't mind, anyhow. CT
/ WAS YOU" said Mrs. Muzzy," looking
at the girls weary face, ana changing
her, tone q little. Let him 60, eff he
wants to. Jest show him you don't
kecr
The girl woke up little at that.
Show him | don't careln she cried,
passi0nately. ssHe knows care. II
would be a disgrace to me if didn't
care, after I've been going with him for
three years, and he leaving me for new
face. It's no use pretending don't.
don't see why folks tell me to. My
heart ought to be broken and it is.
I'd hey more sperrit "
Would youG Well, I'm made diff
ferent, / suppose said the girl; and her
face took on its listless expression again.
Her aunt finished her second cup of
tea. and began to clear away the table
:. Are you coming over to our house
Thanksgiving, or Uncle Andrew's:v
asked Lizzie, after little, with some
faint appearance of interest.
: amt a-goin' nowheres; I'm a-goin'
to stay to hum, an do my pig work.
/" Pig-work2"
Yes; I'm a-goin' to hev' 'em killed
Tuesday,
Her surprise made Lizzie for minute
look like another girl. :" But, Aunt
Jane, why9 / never heard of such a
thing! Pig-work on Thanksgiving
Dayr'
Mrs. Muzzy braced herself up de6antly.
Look a-here, Lizzie Munroe, quoth
she; ''you think you're down as fur as
anybody kin be, because you've lost your
beau. Well, I've lost my husband, that
I'd lived with forty year, an that was,
more than any beau, an I've lost my
daughter, both of lem this year, an two
year ago this fall my son John, an
don't see as I've got anything to be thank
full for. amt agoin to keep Thanks
givip' day, an eat turkey an plum pud
din. | feel enough sight more like dom
pig work, an I'm a-goin' to-"
The girls dull eyes seemed to catch a
CLEAN from her aunt's. For minute
she looked strangely like her. Mrs.
Muzzy,s passionate, defiant nature fred
her niece's mere unresisting, hopeless
one.
ssWcll, Aunt Jane, she said, in tone
like an echo Of her aunt's, II don't won
der yon feel So And-I don't care about
eating turkey and plum pudding either
I'll come over and help YOU"
Mrs. Muzzy looked startled for min
ute. Perhaps her own spirit reflected in |
another looked differently to her.
'.Well, Lizzie, jest as you like" she |!
said then. ssIllbe glad of your help; it's
considerable to do pig work all alone, an
I've never been use to it''-with sigh.
ssWell, I'll come, Aunt Jane"
There was long silence; then the
girl took her sad face out the door,
and her aunt, having set away the
last of her tea things, went back
into her warm sitting room; the kitchen !
fire was going out. and it was growing !
cold
Thanksgiving morning, week later,
was gray aud cloudy, and the air felt like |
snow Mrs. Muzzy's kitchen was full Of |
streaming, glowing heat She had two
immense iron kettles on her stove, and |
was busily cutting pork into SMALL square |
bits to try out.
Lizzie was there helping, too. She had |
come over early. Her sad young face /
looked sadder this morning. The cold I
gray light brought out all the pitiful |
dropping lines mor> plainly. She had |
probably been weeping instead Of sleep /
ing the night before. Her dun c0lorcd |
hair was put back plainly and neatly; |
grief did not with her manifest itself in /
untidiness, though she never crimped her |
hair now. Lizzie looked like another girl /
with her hair cTimped. Her dark print |
fitted over her slender shoulders trinity,
and she wore little white ruffle In the
neck She was cutting pork, too; her
wrists, though small. were muscular, and
she worked steadily and effectively, |
though witha pathetic Indifference. Mrs.
AIuzzy's firmly set face betrayed little of /
1t, but she really eyed her niece from |
time to time with furtive uneaslmess.