The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-04-15
ALrTLE sH0P-GIRL.

up sill / can, 30 that the school children will
bay them on Saturday. know how to make
cinnamon applicants, TOO, and iemon-dr0ps
snd cocoanut balls"
"GYace, do believe you've taken leave of
your Senses" said Medora May. Zone
would think it was disgrace enough for
Aunt DEBORAH to open a horrid little huck-
ster shop, without eur mixing ourselves up
in the affair"
"But Aunt Debby must live, you know"
said Grace, who vas perched kitten fashion
On the window sill, feeding the canary with
bits of sparkling white sugar. "And Cousin
EixoE couldn't keep her any longer. sup
pose you wouldn't be wiling to have her
come and live with your
~" cried Medora. "Do you suppose
want TO proclaim to the whole town that
have such 3 dilepidated old relation as THAR"
''I would take her quick enough" said
Grace, ''if didn't board with Mrs. Hewitt,
and share the little up stairs back room with
the two children. just wait until 1 marry
some rich man." she added, with saucy up
lifting of her auburn brows, ''and then see If
don't furnish up G stately apartment for
Amt Debby."
Don't talk nonsense = said Medora, acid
u. ITS very likely, isn't il, that factory
girl ike you Is going to marry q rich ma0Y
Crack Cra<all laughed merrily. All
through life she aud her cousin Medors May,
had agreed to differ or most points Grace,
seeing no other career b. fore her, had, on the
death OF her last surviving parent, cheeTfully
entered factory, while Medora taking her
station on the platform Of q false gentilitY,
bad done fine saving and SIX embroidery on
the ely 10 support heTze l. putting on all the
airs OF young lady Of fashion tbs while.
AID nov Aunt Deborah May, 10 tae infinite
disgust Of her EristoOTaucaLy inclined niece.
bad actually opened 9 bite low-vlHdOWed
skop in shady stEees iust cut OF the main
thoTouehfSTe.
But xhat en- to DOR Aunt Deborah
had said.
What csn you do2' ssFed Grace.
Il don't know. Your uncle alwsys used 10
say that / IVES q master hand at making
bread"
THEN make it." brightly interrupted
Grace.
.sEh?' said Aunt Dsbby.
There's nice little sore to let OF Bay
street" went on Grace, for ten dollars
month"
But haven't got ten dollars month"
fesbly intsrruped Aunt ID borsh.
IN lend it 10 you said Grace, "out OF
the wages ! have saved. And theres pref.
ty bedroom st the back OF the shop, and
clean, dry basement under Ii, where you can
bake your bread"
do you mean to open a bakery?n said
bevildered Aunt Dsbby.
mot exactly that explained Grace.
But il the ladies around here could get real
home made bread, such as you make, do you
suppose they would put mp with the sour
stuff they get Ct the bakers shopsy And
you can easily get up reputation On your
raisin cakes and fried cIUlers, and New
England pumpkin PIES. Now, couldn't
you2"
The old lady frightened up a little.
II used TO be pretty good at cooking" she
said. "And If you think could support
myself Sc"
4 am sure Of IL" cried cheerful Grace.
Ard Pn go there with you this very day to
lock at the place, and will engage it for
three months on trial. And can paint you
= sign to put up over the door: Home
made Bread by Mrs. Debora May And I'll
hem your curtains and arrange the shelvs
in the win dow. / almost wish l was goin
10 be your shop-girl." she added, merrily,
But can help you IN the evening, you
know"
Grace Crsxslrs prophecy proved correct.
Aunt Debby's delicious home made bread,
whittier than powdered lilies, sweet &c ambro-
ala, soon acquired reputation and tho lady
could scarcely bake it fast enough. People
came half dozen blocks to By the yellow
yellow pumpkin pies and delicious apple
taris; children brought their boarded pennies
TO invest in sweetmeats, vanilla cAramels
and cream cakes with puffy shells and deli.
cious centers of sweetness. The little money
drawer grsW fat with coins. and Aunt Deb.
by's dim eyes grew bright and hopeful
again
And one day Mr.. Herbert yalancs, walk
ing by with Medora May, stopped and
looked IN.
Isn't that your cousin Grace" said he,
'-bebind The counter"
MsdoIs turned crimson with vexation.
MY oou.in Grace said she. mo, in
Mr.. valsnce looked up at the sign over the
door.
The name is May" be remarked indiffsr-
emily.
Ing Sc ceeply; hut we ere no relation"
SIR Valance thought over the matter. He
afterwald net Miss May al party given BY
q friend, where pretty Grace CTaxsll was
also present. be had taken rather fancy
TO the bright blue eyes and delicate blonde
hsaUty OF the former. Valance Hall, on the
hill Just out o. the city, was solitary enough
now that his sisters had al married and gone
away, sDd perhaps a an might find q less
attractive and greceful vile than Medora
May. Bot be could rot be mistaken, he
thought, IN Grace CTsxsifs identity.
And so the Eext evening. about the same
time. he sauntered into the shop.
Grace was behind the counter, taking some
nevly-bsked maple carsmels off the pan.
She Looked up with emile.
coed evening, Mr.. Valance" said she.
$50" he thought. Il wasn't mistaken al.
ter all. And the little blueeyed sersph is
mortal enough to tell g lie in spite Of her
angelic appearancel'
But be locked seleueiy at Grace.
Il didn't know you were In trade" said
ne
Didn't your Well" retorted Grace. 81
am my Aunt Deborah's shop-girl At present
always come in hare in the evenings to