Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1884-03-21
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"Six of usp' said Fenella Greyton'
IAN nothing to live upon
She looked around upon the resi-
o, the Greyton family with the tragic
air of modern Melea.
The Greytons lived in a pretty OLD
manor house, on the Bloomingdaie
road, just a pleasant drive out OF town.
They liked pretty draperics, and cul'
tivated rare roses, and painted lovely
little amateur pictures, and basked, IN
sort of unthinking way, in lifes sun
shine.
They didn't know quite how much
income they had, nor exactly where 1t
came from. They only knew that
everything was in the hands of ''poor
papa's" lawyer--a darling white-halr-
ed old philanthropist,, who was devot-
sd TO the heathen, and who officlated
as secretary to half a dozen foreign
mission associations. And whenever
they wanted money they went to him
for it.
And one day, when Mrs. Greyton
and her daughter Lila went to the
city Office, with bundle Of unpaid
bills, to get Mfr. Framingham to write
4 checque for them, the door was pad
ocked, and a little notice '"To Lett
was tackled up on it.
Where had Mr.. Framingham gomez
Nobody knew.
When would he return? Thepublic
was densely ignorant on that subject
| Why had he gone? And'in answer
20 this question there was a yerv mi.
versal Struggling of shoulders. ap. !.
II ~iiissse1 about Il AssIsasai s;slBIsIl-ut,i.s
Poor Mrs. Greyton! She ana Linz
were both as ignorant and inexperi-
enced of the world as a pair of white
Kittens, and it was some time before
She could comprehend that Mr.. Fra
mingham was thorough faced william,
and that she and her little flock were
penniless.
"What shall we do?" murmured
Mrs GreYton. after she had wept
through her whole supply of pocket
handkerchiefs.
Couldn't we sell our hand-painted
china p said Clarice, swarthy-browed
girl of eighteen. Il designed every
piece myself. And Mr. Favalli said"
'Pshawl" curtly interrupted Fenella,
"Just look at the china-store, crowded
full of far finer work. Poor Clarie
they wouldn't pay you the price of the
mineral paint it took to do them, for
your placques and vases"
81 can do art-embroidery very nice
Iy,' suggested Mona a tall, shy girl
with liquid black eyes, and jetty hair,
growing low on her forehead
"The embroidery market is overfull"
said Fenella, who was the incarnation
Of common sense for the family "If
you could do housework now, Mona"
Mona looked down at her slim, white
hands, all sparkling with rings, and
shuddered.
But Bess, the youngest, came brave
ly to the rescue.
"The first thing" said She sis to
send all the servants off, except Ann.
We can't afford to pay four girls and
man any longer"
''But who is to keep the garden in
order" cried Clarice, "if we discharge
the MANI"
"It must go without being kept in
order," said Bess, "or else we must do it
ourselves"
"My poor roses sighed Mrs. Greyton.
Mammals roses shall not suffer"
said Lila 81 will look after them
myself"
"And old Mrs. Playford, who spends
a month with us every summer said
Mona. "And the Bidgood girls, who
always invite their friends here to the
picnics-and all the epeople
who drive out from the city to lunches
and teas"
1--WE must make clearance Of the
whole of emf said Fenella, crisply-
"unless, indeed, they would like to make
a business matter of it and pay their
board
"Oh, Fenella" cried Mrs. Greyton.
"Well, why not, mamma? So far as
| can see, we haven't got money !
enough to buy our own bread and but
ter so how can we afford to order ices, d
and frozen puddings, and pates de foie
yraS for other people? But if we had
a regular income, l am almost sure
with AIMS help, that we could set
very nice table for boarders,"
Lila looked terrified.
Mamma" said she, "has it come to
his % L
Bess frowned sayagely. 7
"Lilla," said she, don't be fool
inless you think you would like to 81
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