Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1886-04-10

called for her, and she wouldn't come.
It was baking day. and there WA,
Clissy up to her elbows In -four and
spices"
well, neyerr' said the other with
a giggle
"Oh, she does all the housework."
said the Grst speaker, scornfullv. "ljke
any hired servant Even the fine
washington they only keep one little
bound girl and Mr.. Clarke won't
wear shirt unless Clissy has ironed
it."
How does she find time for her
music and cil painting?" asked the
second
ooh, she rises at dawn She SAYS
the best time of the working-day is
before breakfast. She finishes the
housework. sews for the family"
"Makes all her own dresses, don't
she?'
satin dress She wore at the party last
night was her grandmother bridal
gown made over, and the pearls were
borrowed from Miss Layton It don't
cost her anything to dress She'll
take the horridest old affair and re-
model it with scrap Of ribbon or
panel OF velvet until you'd think it
was made by a French dress-maker.
declare, | wish l had her knack.
Papa is always grumbling about my
bills. But that amt ALL Do you
know, she gives Bessie Layton music
lessons, and earns quite Il nice little
income for herself? And she writes
book reviews and things for the news
papers, and keeps Mr.. Clarke III books
that way"
Dear me-" said the other, with a
yawn, "who at the party last night
would think it?"
"Humphr' remarked the other
She'll live and die an old maid, see if
she don't. Such girls always do
| Come, here are our novels at last.
Let's 60"
The perfumed silken lounces rus
tied out of the library: the sound OF
| chattering voices died away, and still
DR.. Dale sat, with his pencil in his
hand, staring down at his memoranda
um book. 1t seemed that the gloomy
veil which dropped between him and
his future life were lifted. In his
heart he could have blessed the agile
tong gues of these idle, gossiping girls.
Clissy, then, was no mere butterfly,
but a true, noble-heartel working
girl!
He carried back the ponderous med
ical tome to he assistant librarian.
Much obi ged," ne remarked, sue
cinctly.
"Got through with it pretty quick,
hayen't YOU" said the assistant libra
rlan.
Yes, I've had very good luck this
morning." said the doctor, cheerfully
He went straightway to the cottage
on the outskirts of the village, where
Clarissa Clarke lived. An apple cheek
ed little brother came to the door t.
! answer the knock.
"Yes C1issy's at home" sail he
"But she's fixing a chicken for papa,
dinner And then she's got ny
trousers to mend Clissy can't CONS
up stairs.
But Dr. Dale laughing!y pushed hi:
way across the threshold.
III come IN and wait, said he.
And in five minutes CIissy came in
looking even prettier, II i, were pos
i sible thing, in her calico morning
dress than she had done in the whit,
satin and pearls on the evening before
How he managed to speak out III
dearest wish of his heart, DR.. Dal,
never quite knew. lie had prepared
form OF words On the way. but the,
vanished utterly out of his mind WteI
the eyentful moment came. lie coul,
only remember that she stood befor
him in all her fresh. young beauty
like human apple blossom, and tha
! ne loved her
But after he had her hand in his
one arm cares>ingly thrown aroun'
her waist. he told her OF the mornin!
occurrence.
Until then. dearest" he said. I"
looked upon YOU as a sort OF unattan
able luXury--a star 10 be wor,h!pe
afar off only. | knew hat | WA
nothing more than a village doctor
with more ambition than practice