The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-03-12

~ Il must take the Washlng
~ down to the spring this
TX morning, for new corps OF
enoineers have just arrived and are
going to board here, and tue admin
fsrraIor is coming to divide tax es-
tate to-day; so you see there is
plenty to do, ana washing falls to
you"
and what has fallen to you, lie
ola? Nothing more tiresome than
reading in the hammock, has
there?' was the reply of the little
dark haired girl who had just fin
ished tidying the breakfast room.
eWhat if there hasn't" spoke up
blonde Leola, haughtily. you
cannot expect me to do tue drudge
ry Mamma boards you and treats
you like her own daughter, and you
must expect to repay her in some
way"
mot quite like an own daugh
ter" ans @ered Jette, with some
spirit; "and if the estate is ever di-
vided Pil be a slave no longer; I'll
take care Of my own, and that is all
1 will attend to-"
That is all that might be ex-
pected Of you, Jette Hastings! I'm
grateful rs ever, after all mamma
has dom for You"
II an not uugratefUl," said Jette,
beginning TO pack her dinner in a
little Tin pale to take with her to
the spring. But that great wash
ing OF coal-be grimmed bedding
and mi lers' clothing is more than
q day work for two strong,women.
But 1 will do it this time, and if the
estate is divided to-day it will be
the last one 1 Will do"
Leola Maybee's only reply was a
Httle sneer, and Jette left the room
to make preparations for her work.
The conversation had occurred in
a boarding house known as the
mountain house, in the coal region
of Pennsylvania. Its former owner
had been Harvey Hastings, Jette's
father who had recently died leav-
ing an extensive tract of land on
the mountain side where he kept =
large dairy. His will had given
Jette one-third of this property and
the remainder to his widow, who
was Jette's step mother, and who
had beed q widow with one daugh-
ter when she married Harvey Has
| tiEgs.
This daughter, Leola Maybee,
was about Jette's age, but she was
brought up as q lady, while Jette
toiled at baking and laundry work
as the veriest slave.
This Jette had often thought as
extremely unjust, and this mornin g
as she departed with her load fol
| the spIiag, her thoughts were very
bitter, but she noiod the handsome
young civil engineer who was
stretched out under a piazza just uE-
der the window Of the breaBfas
room, and must have heard the con
yCrsation of the two girls, nor yet
the romantic scenery which sur
rounded her.
None of the bea uties of the deep
green forest below her through
which lay her way to the spring
caught her eye. No thought of the
OWering noun tain upon the other
side, whose rock clad summit seem
ed to reach the skies, where, tar
up as the eye could reach, the
blackoned coal bars were winding
their way toward its base, made any
| impression upon her; the only
thought Of her father crowded in
upon her weary brain.
"Why did he make such an IN
ljust Will?" thought she. "MIs.
Hastings will have it divided to suit
herself, and 1 will have to take that
sto-y, inaccessible mountain side,
where even a goat cannot Chamber.
But 1 will build me hut and live
there before L will stay here and
be her SLAYER And the tears roll
ed over the bright, dark cheek of
the unusually brave little girl as
she filed up with water the
great brass kettle which hung by
the side of the spring, and built a
roaring fire beneath it, and then be-
gan to rub the grimy articles with
her little brown hands.
Burt Fay, the head engineer of
the corps stationed at mountain
house, was seon discovered by his
eulerprising hostess and invited
into the psrlOr, where it was much
cooler than on the piazza, the lady
said.
The young man doubted it, but
being quite the gentleman, he fol
lowed Mrs. Hastings into a room
whence came the voice of a young
lady singing.
Leola Maybee arose from her
seat as the two entered, and
Mrs. Hastir gs said smilingly-
"Leola, 1 have brought you a
gentleman to entertain. Miss May
bee, Mr.. Fay, who is waiting for
some or the corps to arrive, and
who is to be with US for a time"
The young lady bowed with a
beWitching smile, and alas that it
was so! the young man wondered if
Mrs. Hastings was = mSn9uvering
mamma, and had planned the intro
ductiOn.
At his request Miss Leola resum-
ed her position at the piano, and af- |
ter, several instrumental pieces
and a song the young lady |
asked him to sing.
As he took his seat at the piano
he noted a name in guilt letters en-
graYed upon the rose wood case:
'Je,te Hastings"
The young man seemed to be |
struck with the peculiar name, and |
after reading it aloud he asked
"Was that the young lady 1 saw
in the breakfast room this morn
ing?'
Leola bowed, saying
nYeE. that was Jette HASTINGS: