The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-01-12

And, he went on, nervouslv. resolved
10 pursue bis lecture to the bitter end.
now that he was fairly launched upon it.
don't you think it would improve your
health II you were to turn your atten-
tlon to poultry raising? Your sisters
each make $50 or $50 year from their
eggs and chickens"
Harry is perfectly satisfied with me
as | am, said Lucille, tossing back her
yellow hair with spirited little ees-
tare, while her cheeks famed into sud
den pink, But there are more ways
imam one to help ones husband. I'll
show them that | am not quite so inca
pable as they seem to think /" she add
ed, with resolute deepening of the
dlmples around her pretty mouth.
so when the frost began to touch the
world to all the gorgeous colors of
Aladdin's jewel-cave, Lucille had the
barn swept out and her painting mater
lals transferred thither; and there.
through the mellow Moons and after.
moons, she worked, until Mount Thin
blecap, at the opposite end of the little
valley. with his head wrapped in scarfs
OF blue mist, the bright woods climbing
ms Side, and the valley, with it's stubble-
heids, falling in uawny folds from his
feet, glowed upon her canvas.
Then she boxed up her picture and
sent 1t off to her old master in Boston.
and early in December she received a
letter, which she opened impatiently.
then crushed in one ecstatic little fist.
while she executed mad waltz with a
feather buster for partner.
eyes," said Eliza, complacently 81
made 100 glasses of THAT wild grape iell.
and the judges at the county fair. said
they never saw such iell!"
Lit was Christmas day. There was
grand family gathering around Eliza's
extension table, and the capable matrons
OF the company were relating their Gull
mary triumphs with all the zest of King
arthur's knights, when rehe 1rsing their
warllke feats at a reunion at the round
table.
"And they said they wouldn't have
believed it possible that there could be
such chow chow as mine I" burst in
Hannah, fairly strangling herself with
some turkey Ii her haste to cap Eliza's
statement.
!" How do you like my new set of
rosebud chiny? I bought it all with
my chicken money, aud I've thirty-two
dollars left" said Eliza, appealing to
the table at large, with pointed glance
at Lcuile.
Very pretty" returned Harry Joce-
lyn- i" But" with an irrepressible
twinkle l. h1s handsome brown eyes.
:" we haven't heard from my little wife
yet. What have you to say for yourself,
Lucille?"
Lucille? Had she ever houghta Chi
Ia dinner set with her chicken money,
or won prizes at county fairs?
scornful glance was exchanged be-
tween Eliza and Hannah. and passed on
ward to jane, who accentuated 1t with
sarcastic little chuckle. Possibly Lu-
ellie had succeeded In making some
heavy molasses cake, and her infatuated
husband thought 1t the eighth wonder
of the world.
Lucille put her hand into one of the
pockets of her beribboned fancy apron,
and took therefrom little slip OF paper
which she passed to Hannah
Hannah studied 1T with bullying
eyes.
Jane snatched it from her, with an ex-
clamation of incredulity; but when it
had made the circuit Of the table, every
one knew that it was cheque for $3.50,
payable to the order of Mrs. Harry
Jocelyn.
g L painted 8 picture, and that is the
cheque for IL, explained Lucille, as
calmly as fit was as everyday matter for
her 10 paint pictures saiable tor $3.50 as
it was tor one of her sisters to stir up
batch of caraway cookies.
So Lucille indicated the cause OF art
versus housework, and proved that
there are more ways than one OF help
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