The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1886-01-01
A GLAD NEW YEAR.
By Simply Doing Good It Came
to Mrs. Trillard.

Old Mr.. Vanbrugh knew that he had
been very sick; and now that he was
Just able to sit up with pillows at his
back. and his poor, withered old limbs
wrapped in flannel dressing gown, he
wondered, weakly, that he had ever
lived through the awful crisis. And as
he sat there, he heard his sharp-tongued
landlady's voice on the stairs.
''More cruel, Mrs. Trillardr' she
cried. shrilly. "And a wing of chicken
Well. upon my word, you are helping
yourselfr'
II bought five pounds of oatmeal this
morning" pleaded a softer tone. s.And
the chickens wing was part of my
own luncheon. Mr.. Vanbrugh could
not eat that salt ham that you sent up,
and thought"
Then let him 60 where the fare suits
him better" said Mrs. Juggett, the
landlady. IF You can afford to spend
your money in buying oatmeal and
oranges and pint bottles of wine for
every old vagrant that comes along. I'll
Just trouble you for the arrears of board
that you owe me-"
IL can not pay You just now" fall
tered poor Mrs. Trillard; s'but Oracle
will have her pay next week, and I am in
hopes that the piano cover 1 worked in
arrasene will be sold at the Women's
Exchange before long"
''Pshawr' said Mrs. Juggett. Inever
did believe in all that silly art en-
broidery. If you were to advertise for
good, sensible, plain sewing, now"
Il have done So" said Mrs. Trillard,
family, ''but no notice was taken If
my advertisement. Indeed, indeed, ]
have left nothing undone to secure re-
munerative employment"
''Weil. then think you had better be
going around to the employment bu-
reaus and intelligence offices instead of
spending your time in nursing sick peo-
pie" said hrs. Juggett sOh! you
needn't deny it. DIR. Spofford said if it
hadn't been for your care and ass;duity
Mr. Vanbrugh would have died"
Thank Heaven for thatr' said Mrs.
Trillard. softly.
but he's nothing to you," said Mrs.
Juggett-
Il had an old father once" said Mrs.
Triilard, who was very dear to me; and
there was something in Mr.. Vanbrugh
that made me think of him."
Il don't believe in false sentiment"
retorted Mrs. Jugsett; and I've no
,aore time to stand talking here. I'll
thank you to remember what I've said
about settling your bill, Mrs. Trillard. +"
She passed on, muttering something
to herself; and presently Mrs. Trillard
brought in the invalid's lunch-a bowl
OF delicately prepared oatmeal and
milk. chickens wing, and q cluster of
white Malaga grapes.
''Our landlady sets good table" he
said, glancing sharply at the face of the
genrie widow, who occupied the room
above him, with her daughter, who
worked on a typewriter down town.
Il hope you will like it." said Mrs
Trillard, evasively.
"You have been very kind to me.
madam. he said, brusquely. 81 don't
know why"
II have only endeavored to do a
Christians part said Mrs. Trillard.
81 never had a daughter" said the
old man, meditatively. IF / had she
might have done for me what you have
done,
"Try to think of me as . daughter,
SIR" said Mrs. Trillard, tenderly re-
arranging the folds of the worn old
dressing gown.
The next evening the old man was
allowed to walk about little. leaning
on cane. He soor grew weary of the
Cramped limits of his room.
81 will go out into the hail." he
thought. "a turn up and down will
not hurt me-"
And as he hobbled slowly and pain
fully back and forth, the soft, fiute-like
voice of Oracle Trilard talking in the
room above reached his ears.
81 told them could not 90, of
course she said, Il had no dress to
wear
my poor Gracie" murmured the
widow.