The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1885-06-11
BLACK Eric. I"
BY SARA b. ROSE.

i differ from you there, Myrtle"
L do not see how you can, Muriel
i never could marry into family who
thought was not their equal"
"But 1 am the equal of the Scar
boros, Myrtle. Not one of the family,
excepting Hugh, has soul to appre-
ciate the beauties of art; not one of
them could tell the difference between
a chrome and genuine gem in oil.
would be an ornament to their family,
my dear"
"Thcy do not think So.
They. have never seen me, my
sister; and besides, if 1 were not their
equal, do you not think that my feel
ings are to be considered? From my
own point of view l think that my hap
piness is as important as Mrs. Scar
Ooro's."
That may be all very well-from
your point of view-but we differ q
little. Muriel"
We differ great deal, Myrtle. Now,
L never could do the degrading work
which you delight taking those hor-
rible pictures of the dead in the
rnSggfe Tor instance; and your last
freak Us even worse yet-allowing the
; Sheriff TO bring criminals into our very
presence to get their photos for the
rogues' gallery Yes, we differ. and
YOU are the worst of the two"
MY work brings us bread and but
ter, Muriel, while your gems in
oil
@Well, what about them?" asked my
sister, impatiently, as l paused,
ashamed of myself.
"They certainly save us Wallpaper
that is ar item, sis. Do let's stop quar-
reIipg, NOW. You touch up those pho
tographs, while prepare lunch" / ex-
claimed, starting up and harrying into
sthe little room where our cooking was
>done.
Muriel meyer seemed to realize that
we were but poor artists. She carried
the air of a grand duchess with hel
wherever she went, and spoke conde
scendingly to people who were worth
their hundreds of thousands. L wa
quite provoked at her, for while
caught eagerly at any work 1 could get
even tintypes, she would touch nothing
but ideal faces, and landscapes In oil
The Landscapes were ideal also, for W,
were too poor to travel. Beautiful ant
dreamy as her pictures were. l coult
not help begrudging the time she spen
over them, for she never sold one o
them by any chance.
Hard work had of it, too. Beside
being the breadwinner, did tn
homework, running down stairs and u
y again q half dozen times day, ate
necessaries, while she toiled on ince:
sanity over these unending pictures.
Still, should remember that it wa
my duty, for had not papa, after diviC
ing lris store of unsold pictures betwee
us, said:
"Myrtle, although you are the younl
er, I leave Muriel in your care. 70
are practical, you will succeed Muri
will be as her father has been befol
her, q dreamer of dreams"
Thinking it over, felt sorry that
had ever felt impatient toward my 81
ter, even when she found fault with nj
degrading work." as she called
And now she wanted to marry mt
whose parents thought her benea
them. / had too much pride for tn
ANYHOW; but resolved, as spread o.
LULU tdDlts hOt w hhtutAo WIN
which did not concern me, and the
when all was ready, / mustered n
sweetest smile and returned 10 Muri'
The photographs were untouche
and Mr.. Hugh Scarboro was lolling
the big upholstered chair l had j.
purchased for my patrons to pose in.
Our Photographic rooms afforded
enhancing view of roofs and chime
innumerable, and MuriePs dreamy bl
eyes looked out as fondly at them as
they were the grandest of garden
filed with the most beautiful flowers.
Myrtle, it is settled said Hue
solemnly, as we all sat down to lun'
con.
without saying word to me,
said, in spite OF my resolve.
"You did not say anything to me WI
YOU made arrangements TO take in (
swindlers," returned Muriel.
II know it," / replied humb
ashamed of myself once more. III
did you settle it?"