The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-03-06


her husband read out the contents of The
letter with . black edge which had just come
from Moon Mountain.
left a widow echoed Mrs. Lonsdsle.
'And with eta daughters What very an.
pleasant circumstance
"bhs was my fsvoriie cousin said nj.
f.onsdals. "As bright girl A. ever cav.
suppose Naomi -sith q little hesitation
I'VE eoalda't take her Ia hsfs9'
Take her In hsfeg' repeated Mn, Ions
dale almost IA = scream. why where
eenld ~ pat widow sbdsix young women
We se,uslly haven't SPACE enough TO az
q mmtda oafselyssf'
Well. we'll I'm sorry for poor MARY"
rnld aif I.onsdala ~ think che had The blue
al eyes ever saw. dis daughters and We
nsvsf bad one. Perhaps, Naomi'-wlth the
Cd hssIiaine formula --''yen voulddi like
afhsnk you" satirioAlly observed his wife.
when 10 receive IN adopted uhlld into
any house. a will not he the eountTy article
Al the solitary little farm on Moon Noun
Tain, however the same subject was being
discussed while Mr.. Drix was sewing on the
simple mourning which the bsrssysd family
could Afford.
Helen Was washing the dishes. Rosie was
daFning the carpet with piece OF WOODEN
vain OF The sans color, and Llgsy waa trim.
ming seven plain straw hats with bands of
craze as ipsxpsnsiyely A. possible, Susie was
picking over q shining tin'pan OF dandelion
aatens Tor dinner. Father, the youngest, and
fosisst 81 all, was seedlng q little lock OF
IL WY ehieksns, and harah the eldest, wss
The sprIng ouidt of half dozsn boys.
Sarah was always 10 handy with the
needle, said Mrs. Dirk with pardonable
pride,
''llnt. mother said Rosa looking mp from
her work win . troubled oonntensnoe
what are We To doY'
Mother" said Lizzie, "our Lonsdale
neusins are rich. Couldn't We go TO them2'
Certainly not" said Mrs. Dirk with a
sparkle OF the eyes that which bad not yet
lost their forget-me.not blue. II wrote to
sent back a letter full Of common ICES
without even Offering to help u.s."
but they ara rich aud We IRE poor
Yes, aud thew live In splendid style, Hat
tie Cooley says" added Susy.
Very likely" said Mrs. Dirk. "But as
long rs they are seven pairs OF hands in this
family, and God spares our health, | do not
pronose to turn genteel beggar."
Bat, mother" Begin Rosa, who was the
crtasirg member OF the family, II think
tlat-'
I've settled it all in my own mind" said
Ms. Dirk, stitching a.ay until her needle
looked like CLEAN OF steel lightning. "fne
hoose Is large, although Ii isn't built after
the latest fashion. The air Is wholesome
aad there Is the Black Spring where people
come to set the water fer ten miles around
/ MEAN 10 keep bon rders "
"huuah for toe little mother" cried
Ese, clappiDg her plump hands. And
msy help you make custards and do mp pre-
serves, masnt T. mamma
Susie and Esther may help me- Sarah
cen always earn her living at tailoring work.
Helen shall 20 into the glove factory I'm
told they need new hands there. Lizzie can
help Mrs. Dart the milliner and Rosie is TO
be nursery governess at Mrs. Millingham's
And II. between rs. we can't earn a decent
livelihood, 1t will be very strange, declared
Mrs. Dix
susy and Essie were delighted. Rosie
naturally regarded her position as decided
into the pan of hot water which she had
Just poured out.
The glove factory. mother7' she repea ted
But II will be such strange, lonesome
place don't think shall like it,"
I'VE must all of US try to like our duty
child" said the brisk little widow.
MARY Is going to open clearinghouse, y
said Mr.. Lonsdale again TO his wife. 'She
has requested me to insert an advertisement
IN the dailies for her."
Very laudible In her, | am sure" said
Mrs. Lon sdale, with q yawn.
suppose you were 10 90 there Tor q few
weeks before the Saratoga season opens" sug-
gested Hr Lonsdale. "You can't very we'll
stay here while the painting and repairs are
going on
Il don't know that can endure that sort
ofiiying," ta.d Mrs. Lonsdale, obviously.
Mary Dirk used to be the best house.
keeper ever knew" answered her husband.
DO you suppose che will take me cheap
Il shonld Imagine so.'
SO Mrs. Lonsdale wrote n patronizlng let
ter TO her husbands cousin, bespeaking the
beet room.
But when she got to Moon Mountain there
was only one little square room left. The
lame OF the Black Spring had gone forth in
stated an Article praisipg the delicious pure
scented air ana well.populated trout brooks
of the mountain, and the consequence was
that the farm. house was full.
"But This room Is too smsll," euid Mre.
Lonsdale fsstfully az she looked around
TITS al have left, said Mrs. Dirk. and
/ could have let IL half dozen times over
II IL hadn't been reserved for you, Cousin
Naomi -
You'll take me nj reduction from the
usual prices, l SUPPOSE" said Mrs. Lons
dale.
Il shall charge you just what / charge
every body else. neither more nor less, an
swered Mrs Dirk.
But that is too much, - whined MIRA Ions
dale
"How much did you expect 10 pay
asked Mrs Dirk with a curious sparkle IN
her eyes
In this wilderness, here" said Mrs. Ions
dale twelve shilling would be
If those are your ids rs never shall
Gene 10 terms said Mrs Dirk But II yol
are really cramped tor money -'
My Gear Mrs. Dirk" said the rich man.
wife lyon have no idea OF the perpetual de
nsards on us for money.'
Il will take you for twenty five shillings
Mrs Dirk completed her sentence as II tn,
other had not spoken.
And the bargain was com pieted.
Mrs L0nsdale haf not been IN the house a
week before she took her husbands cousin
severely TO task.
What horrid old man in the iaded olive