Sharp County record., 1885-05-21

consulted the doctor, who talked of
"ueryes' and 'liyer;" but all the
blue-pills she swallowed made no diff
ference to Molly, or reused her to an
interest in existence.
"Molly, come and have good
swing" Lucy would cry; MOLLY, the
boys want us to 60 to Duck Brook after
pentians." But II don't want to.
[ m tired" would be Mo ly's answer.
She was not really tired, and she knew
in her heart that, if she choose, she
could perfectly well jump up and 90.
But the pillow felt comfortable just
then, and she felt easy, so she lay still,
and said: "Oh, don't bother me,
Lucym
Every now and then she reused, as
indolent people do, with a sort of won.
der at the result of Lucy's industry.
Il can think how you find time to
do so many things she would say;
should htoottitid Ike Ike an an afghan like yours
for my room ever so much, but l never
could make big thing like that. "
"Oh, yes! you could, You could dc
it in odd minutes, and never know that
it took any time at all, " declared
Lucy. do set one up, Molly. It's
such interesting work, and aunty would
give YOU the worsteds, know.
"Oh! ! couldn't possibly. I haven't
any time.
"But you have, plenty. There's all
that bit after breakfast, when you are
waiting for Miss Allen"
"Only three-quarters of an hour"
81 know-because you are almost al
WAYS late. But, Molly, you can do lots
in three-quarters of an hour"
Nonsense! | should just get out
nv things, and then have to stop"
'"Well, there's the time after your
music practice, and"
Il can't begin to get to work in lit
tie bits of tine like those, declared
Molly. "And I'm always tired after
practicing, and don't feel like doing
anything"
So it went on, year after year 81
wish | had things like Lucy" Molly
would say; or, when an injured feel ng
came over her: II wish the boys dn't
like Lucy better than me. 1t ism far,
for I'm their own sister, and she is only
a cousin But she never took the
trouble to make herself either useful or
beloved, and things gradually went
away from her-the friends, the chances
which should have been hers. 1t was
sad for Molly TO miss so much; but it IS
the hard law of the world that to those
who will have shall be given, and tothe
folded hands little or nothing.
And now the two girls have grown
up. and are women. l went tothe Les
ters' home the other day. Jim, the old
est bov. is soon to be m arried He came
in while was there. He spoke to us
all. but he sat down close to Lucy, and
had a lone, low-voiced talk with her
about the little home he is furnishing
1t was Qu' te as a matter of course that
he did so, Int if struck me curl6ouSIN
and couldn't help looking at Molly
who sat by the window with her hands
folded, and took little part in the con
versation.
Mrs. Lester had grown older of LATE
wears, and looks rather feeble. When
the clock struck twelve, | saw Lucy
Jump up, and lay down her work-a
tabe-cover which she was embroidering
in crewels for Jim's bride. She went
out, and presently returned with gla's
Of milk and a biscuit. "Aunty must
have her little lunch,' she said Again
| glanced Mt Molly, and wondered that
she should leave this daughterly office
to Lucy.
Ned, the second son, came in after
that He was IN trouble with a dill
cult sum in algebra, and he took his
book to Lucy, who again laid down her
work to help him. Mr.. Lester put his
head into the room, and called out:
'Lucy, will you come here mOment'
Next | saw her having whispered con-
ference with the cook, and | rubbe Il my
eyes, for it seemed as if it must be Mol,
ly who was doing all these things, ano
not Lucy.
Afte.' dinner, | went upstairs to gel
my bonnet, which had been left in MOI
ly's room She was lying on her bed'
half asleep, and | couldn't help giving
her a little hint as to what | had been
thinking of.
Il know it,, she answered, PLAN
lively. "They always did prefer Lucy,
they don't care bit for me. 1t ISM
my fault I've never been strong, you
know, and I've had to rest good deal
a yawn-" land Lucy is one of the ao-
ing kind and always puts herself ioi,
ward Well - another yawn ~
isn't her fault either, exactly; but tn"
is how it is.
| tied my bonnet on silently when
turned from the glass, Molly was 1aS'
asleep! 49,.
Now, girls, which would you ratne1 dal
be Ike-Molly Or LucyP-SuSa" O0D~