The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-03-24
RUSSErS.
BIZ R.

west, and the ground sounding crisply under
foot. We had just come in from foddsring
the cattle-"we" sounds rather singularly
when you reflect that it meant Kitty and
me, two girls of seventeen and nineteen; but
you see there wasn't any one else to do it.
Father had been bed-riden ever since that
attack OF paralysis. and We could afford to
hire no one TO take his place about the farm.
wac IN great spirits, paying with pussy,
who came TO meet Us with her plumy tail
erect: but Kitty leaned sadly against the
wooden mantle and looked into the frs with
mournfUl eyes.
Kitty, , cried l, at last, what does make
Tomorrow is the Sd Of March" said she.
gravely.
what of thetY' / demanded.
bort you remember? The interest on
the mortgage comes due tomorrow.
$50 il does" said /, my radiant face fall
ing faster than the thermometer On a freez-
ing day. Thirty five dollaTsi And we have
nothing to pay 1t with, except the S15 Laura
0sgood paid for the old melodeon."
Perhaps Willis Avery would wait" sug-
eested Kitty.
I drew myself up slightly.
81 don't choose TO ask him 70 wait, said l.
Now it happened that Willis Avery, who
held the mortgage on our homestead, was the
son of q neighbor, n an old play-fellow
duG DON-Dtdu u NY OWnI WHO 1oQ kO4C "
the prosperous young city a few miles north
OF us, and commencsd business on his own
account, and / had q particulAr aversion to
asking aid or help o. him in any WY. l
might be poor, but l was always proud, and
Kitty wss quite sympathetic enough to I'M
derstaud me.
But then what ere we to DOR said Kitty.
/ sat down on the hearth rug, with my
chin IN my hands, and stared earnestly at
the big crsekling. back log. Pussy crep!
away and nestled down In the corner, as If
she knew By instinct that there was q change
of temperature.
Look here, Kittv." said 1 suddenly;
Those rdsset apples"
''Well2'
we can sell them There ere eight bar.
Tels at the Last. Eight barrels a. $3.50 a
barrel
my dear Addy, no one will buy them at
one-hfth the price. Apples are 2 drug ia the
market"
Here, I grant you; but not in the city.
/ will take them to Napoleon and sell
You will, AddyT'
"And why not? Squire Dyson would
charge at least 60 per cent commission, and
make q favor Of il at thai, l can't afford
either the price or the PATRONAGE. Don't say
anything about it 10 fatSer. He would only
fret and raise objections. What must be done
must be. and / am the girl to do it,
Bet, AddY, hoU2 Ali this seems 80 per-
fectlv wild and visionary 70 me"
well. it needn't; for believe me, it's the
most practical thing IL the world. Ali We
have to 90 is TO sort the apples in barrels,
nice sDd sound-I can easily do it by Ian
fern-light to-night-and tomorrow morning
we'll rise early, hsrness old Dobbin to the
lumber WAGON"
'Ba how are we going to get the heavy
barrels up into the w8gonf'
"Geosiei" cried !. laughing, cant l put
the barre S up in the wsg0n while they're
empty and fill them at my leisure? And I'll
have The sold at Mapleton before you've
got the pork and cabbage boiling for dinner
But where will you go?" asked Kitty.
30, / now of lots Of places. | went once
10 town with Obadiah Fairweather when he
sold a lot of cheese. have a pretty good
idea of the locality OF the commission stores,
1 can tell you"
'Afier sn, Addy," hesitated my conserva-
tive little sister; sit is not q woman's
work"
s'wby isn't it, 1 should like to know, so
long SIS q woman can do it? At all events, a
woman must pay her debts-so, il you'll
hurry up the tea, I'll be oil to the BARN."
And what shall we tell paps?"
"Oh, he'll thin I've gone TO singingschool
with the Dyson girls, and | don't think it's
Christian duty to undeceive him." ans
wered /.
But notwithstanding the brave face I put
upon affairs, my heart quivered a little the
rext day, as l drove eff toward Mapleton,
with the scarlet stain CT sunrise dYeing all
the East, and my own cheeks flushed with
the keen morning air.
But il wasn't so bad, after all. With par
6onsbie egotism, | supposed that everyone
would be staring st me, but on the contrary,
"A young woman selling apples might be the
commonest sight in the world, so little COM
ment or surprise did it apparently excite.
Mr. Holloway, of the firm Of Holloway
Brothers, produce and commission mer-
chants. didn't want any apples l speedily
learned.
lust bought q shipload from Albany"
said he, as csrelessly as if shiploads OF APP
pies were as common q purchase as ten cents
worth of tape. And l drove on beginning to
feel infinites1mally small.
Mr.. Lovejoy could give me 81 a barrel.
"Apples wasn't worth no more st this season
of the year." And I whipped old Dobbin up,
determined to carry them home again sooner
than to sell at hat price.
At the next place where l stopped q pleas
snt-looking, middle aged man came out and
critically examined my apples.
"Do they hold out like this al the way
down." he asked.
'In warrant them" said /, carelessly.
How much7' be asked.
Two dollars and q halt q barrel"
He reflected.
Its a good price" said he, as il he were
talking TO bis own vest buttons; but then
they look Ike good apples, and we've q toll
oInbly iaiSe western cfuer 10 Ill. III see
what my partner thinks"
he went back into the gloomy depths ol
his store. and l. happening 10 glance up, saw
the words painted in black letters over the
door, Hull & Avery"
Ms first impulse was to drive on and leave
the chance of a bargain behind me; nv next
10 sit still and await my fate as Providence
dealt 1t out TO me. And presently out came
Willis Avery himself.
~ think We will take your load, if-whyi'
breaking short of, sits Addy Walters
L colorsd scar ct.
"Yes," said !. as composedly as possible