Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1884-03-20
THE NORTHWEST.
Her Acc ompIishments.

once, with MS OacK 10 tfle uTe anu nls
coat-tails balanced in either hand. He
was bald headei old gentleman with ;
ruddy complexion, keen black eyes anc
leg .of-mutton whiskers, which were
white as snow. And Nellie Torrance
stood looking at HIM timidly from the
depths of the big arm chair in which
be had beckoned her to set herself
so you are my cousin Adrian's
daughter?' said he. after long pause
yes said Nelly, wondering what
was in all those mysterious tin boxes
and whether the monster iron safe was
full OF gold and silver pieces.
'And you want something to do?
yes, please
'Humph said Mr.. Brown.
Nellie glanced shyly up into his
face.
But she added. with some spirit
Il am not asking for charity. am
willing to work for my bread.
.. You mean that you would like to
daub canvass, or sew yellow sun fow-
ers on green plush screens, satirically
observed the old gentleman. i don't
call that work.
'Nor I, either, retorted Nelly.
Then, what do yeu mean?' said
Mr.. Brown.
i mean that shall be glad to un-
dertake any sort of honest work by
means of which | can earn my own
living
'Humph' again interjected Mr..
Brown. Can you cook?'
Yes Nelly answered.
4 dent believe it'll
But | can .
very well,' said Mr.. Brown, re-
leasing mis- coat-tails and sitting down
at his. desk as if the question was def
nitely disposed Of My cook went
away this morning. l haven't en-
gagged any one IN her place. You
may come this afternoon and see
what you can do for ne.
Mr. Brown iully expected that this
young cousin wonld recoll Indignantly
from this proposal, but she did moth
ing of the SORT She simply said, Yes.
Cousin john and asked him for his
private address. &
Mind you're punctual, my dear
said he, as he handed her the penciled
card.
i am always punctual.' calmy re-
sponded Nelly.
Mr.. Brown watched her out Of the
Office with quizzical twinkle in the
corner Of his eyes. ..
She will not come. he said, smiling,
to himself. 1--we seen the last of my
Gne relation
And Nelly Torrance went home to
q little second foo" room, and the
cheapest which the widow and her
daughters could possibly find.
Mrs. Adrian Torrance was dressed
In black. fair, delicate piece of hu-
man china, who had been like the
lilies of the field, in that she toiled
not. neither did she spin, and Lucetta,
the elder daughter, was trying, unsuc-
dessfuIly enough to trim black Grape
bonnet. by the window.
They had come up from the coan-
try at Lucetta's suggestion to appeal,
In thei, poverty, to this rich cousin of
the dead father and husband, but none
of them anticipated and very satisfac-
tory results from the experiment.
; srhese rich people are always mis-
erly. said Miss Lucetts. a
. sAnd I've understood sighed the
gentle little widow, that he was not
pleased when poor Adrian married the
instead of Miss Goldbags, the rich
pawnbroker's daughter
e.Well?' cried Mrs. Torrance, eager
u, as Nelly entered.
'What does he say?' questioned
Lucetta, dropping the fold of Grape
which she was vainly endeavoring to
fashion into what the fashion plate
esII an .oblong how
4 have seen him. said Nelly, un.
tying her bonnet strings And I'm
to 90 10 his house in Grandover Park
dhis afternoon.
6 You don't mean. cried Mrs. Tor
rance, with spasmodic catching fol
breath. that he is going to adopt you?
Not in the least said Nelly
Nov, mamma. darling, do, t jump tc
conclusions. Just hear my plain, un.
vanished tale. | went to cousin
John told him wanted some.
thing to do. He asked me if could
cook. Thanks 10 that course of les
Sons | once took of Signor Silver
spoon, was able to answer yes. Then
fe told me that his cook was gone,
and asked noe if would come to his
House this afternoon and take hel
place
And your asked Mrs. Torrance.
i said yes-of course
Eleanor' cried Lucetta, Il am
srarda'izedi You will do nothing Of
Ne Sort