Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1884-02-12
MISCELLANEOUS.
Cousin shaarach's Will.
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NAG NOAl NY SIulG 4FSISIS
Sa!les aIive!" said Mrs. Tor
rance, who be you?"
"I'm Emily" said the girl. ''Please
let me in for 1 am tired and cold.
I've walked all the way from the sta
ton, and I've had nothing to eat since
noon.''
"Well, never!" said Mrs. Tor
rance. SC You're the city schoolma IN
aint you, as went out to live with
cousin Shadrach? And he's dead and
the money all gone to the Baptist
widow and orphan fund. You didn't
make much by that move did you?
And NOW you've come back to us,
though we wasn't stylish enough for
yoti before. Well, come in, come
in.''
Cousin 5hadrach had been the
family apple Of discord ever since
they could remember. He was rich,
he was eccentric, he was Grabbed.
lie had shut the door in the fdce of
all his relatives until, toward the last,
sick and feeble. he had signified his
desire tlIat Emily Arden should come
and take care OF him. And Emily
had gone. There had been a spice
of jealousy i'll the family as regarded
Emily for a long time. Emily had
been looked upon as " proud and
/" stuck up because, instead of
entering a factory, or learning the
dressmaker's trade, she had choose to
be teacher. She had never visited
Job Torrance's family until now,
now that cousin Shadrach had willcd
his money to the Baptist widows and
orphans, her own mother was dead
and her step father, n pompous old
wholesale grocer, objected to step
children, so that there seemed to be
no other haven of refuge left to her.
Who could blame Mrs. Torrance
for momentary feeling Of triumph
when Emily Arden came thus to her
dO0rstonc in the twilight of that April
day?
But she helped her off with her
things, made a cup oftca for her, and
finally escorted her to little room
under the roof-tree, where the floor
was covered with Homemade rag car
pet, and the bed was decorated with a
rainbow "Job's troubles quilt, and
you could look out the window into a
greening meadows where n whippoor-
will planted it's melancholy refrain.
:" 1 hope you will sleep WE'LL" shid
Mrs. Torrance. We cat breakfast at
5 o'clock. -
What is she like, mother?" said
Job, Jr., who was milking.
~ clio ,,.,,I
Torrance careIessly replied. "Little
and dark, with big, shady eyes, and n
real Torrance mouth; doesn't talk
much, and dresses shabby, as one
might expect"
/" Poor thing" said Job, pityingIy.
Well" said Mrs. Torrance,
sharply. 81 can't say but what she
deserves all she got. Them Ardcns
were always as proud MS Lucifcr."
You'll keep her, mother, Of
course?''
90 suppose So" said Mrs: Tor
rance; g don't suppose she's got
anywhere else to 60"
Emily arose, dressed herself and
came down stairs.
Aunt Dorcas," she said as she
entered and found that lady frying
ham and eggs over the kitchen fire,
" what is there in this neighborhood
for Eomon to do?"
Eh?'' saia B1rs. Torrance in sur
prise.
"To earn my living I mean. Is
the district school supplied with
teacher?''
Mrs. Torrance nodded as she
placed the slice of frizzling ham on a
blue-edged plate and arranged the
golden spheres above.
'' Is there factory hereabouts 2"
pursUed Emily.
Used to be-" answered Mrs. Tor
rance, " but they failed, and its been
shut up for ten years.
Do you know any one who wants
a girl?" pursued the city cousin.
Mrs. Torrance set the coffee pot On
the table, blew the horn for job, and
then responded to ner niece's query
by counter question.
Why don't you stay here?''
Because" said Emily with spirit,
1 want to earn my own living"
" Well, you can earn it here, cant
you? 1 was calculating to hire girl
this spring, and if you will work
honestly for it Til give you the Sc
q month 1 was going to pay the hired
help"
Emily's face frightened.
' should like that she said.
And then Job came in, tall, hand
some and flushed, his curIs yet wet