Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-06-05
and now and then little cottage cheese.


can't get it."
"Bravo!" cried Helen clapping her
hands. II do think I have rather a
genius for the business"
Sand little Kate could go out to
plain sewing by the day among the
neighbours" added Saba. Cor help
around in soap-making and preserving
times. There are a good many who
would pay fifty cents day and board
for good intelligent help. And that is
q deal more than she earns here"
Little Kate looked rather sober.
Il have my doubts about that plan
working" said she ''But I couldn't
stay here, away from you. If you all
go, why, so will l."
."Then," went on Saba, 1--WE laid up
six dollars toward winter cloak. Uncle
John wants it more than do. I'll keep
it for him."
There is my ten dollars in the savings
bank" added Helen. II did want a
pair of thick boots and warm winter
shawl. But if Uncle John is really in
need"
II haven't saved any money!" said
little Kate sorrowfully. GLOW could I,
with my wages of two dollars week?
But will do all I can to help"
"You are dear, generous girls, both
of you," said Saba 1T may be little
hard, at first, but is clearly our duty
to go to Uncle John. And I will write
and tell him 50 this very night"
3D." said Helen, "I1 borrow Miss
Clitch's ink-bottle, ard there are pen
and two sheets of paper in the wash
stand drawer. I can buy postage
stamp at the druggists On the cor
ner."
"Wouldn't postal card be cheap
er?" said wise little Kate.
Bnt Saba shook her head.
"Would You put Uncle Johns power
ty on a postal, card for all the world to
read?" she said.
Aud little Kate answered, somewhat
abashed
II didn't think Of that, I only thought
OF economizing q cent wonder if the
time will come when we don't have to
think of saving?"
And little Kate put on her bonnet
and tripped around to the druggists.
where one particular clerk put himself
out to wait on her.
"She has got face like daisy"
said the druggists clerk eff ever I
marry, I should like wife like that!
No, she's not much of customer OF
ours, but I have seen her at church
meetings, and l walk homo with her
sometimes of an evening. She lives in
e, foy,
and cousin. aud works at Gracev's store.
That's all I know about her. But she
always makes one think of wild-how-
err"
Uncle John Jaycox was sitting by the
6reside when his niece's letter CAME.
The fire of birch logs blazed gloriously
up the chimney; l. pair of fat, home run
candles gittered ON the table. In all
the room was an evidence of gripping
poverty.
eyes," said Uncle John to a tall young
man who sat opposite, II guess I'll have
you to run the farm for me Isreal Pen
field. "lt's getting to much for me to
run it alone. But as for woman to
keep the house for me. now that Anas-
tasia Grixon has been fool enough to
marry old Simson-Eh? what "a let
ter? I'm obleeged to you, Mrs. Pink
ney! Stop and take a warm while I
read it, and I'll git you basket Of gille-
flower apples to carry home afterward.
They're jest spilen' to be eaten them
gilledowers is"
But as he perused his letter, curl
Gus expression stole over his rugged
features.
Snakes alive!" he said stamping one
foot on the floor, "What in creation
does all this mean? l guess we'll have
enough of housekeepers, Isreal. Here
is my three nieces from New York
comm to live with me because Mrs.
Pinkney here has writ 'em that I've
lost my property. And there goin' to
take care of me- Well I swami"
II didn't write no sich!" whined Mrs.
Pinkney, with rather an alarmed air.
II only said you was dreadful poor in
health. I ment the lumbago and the
rheumatic. didn't say nothing about
money"
well, no matter what you said, or
what you didn't say" declared Uncle
John, crumpling up the letter in his
hand and staring at the fire. "The
gals think I'm poor and they're commin'
here to support me, and make a home
for me in my old age-bless their hearts
I don't know why they should do IT." he
added with aconscience-s stricken face. II
did nothing for them. And Kate and
Helen are my sister James darters,
and Saba is Hepsy's only child. And
they're workin' for livin', and I've got
more'n know what to do with. It's u
shame now ism IT it, that things is so un-
evenly devided?"
"Just exactly what I've always said,"
quietly remarked Isreal Penfield.
Uncle John Jaycox looked at him
with queer twinkle in his opaque
blue eyes.
II DECLARE" said he, ''them gals
has taught me lesson! I don't need to
be took good care Of in my old age; but
I swan to goodness it would be a kind
of pleasant to have three gals around
lookin' arter the old man. I'm mind
to try it.
IT would if I we're you" said Israel
Penfield.
So when Saba, Helen, and little Kate
arrived Uncle John received them with
a warm welcome.
"Nieces." he said, II amt poor, nor
amt likely to be; but I'm glad to see
you. I'm glad to know that there's
any one in the world that cares enough
about the old man to come and look ar
ter him, without no expectation of be-
in paid for it. It sort O. shores up my