Daily Republican., 1886-03-03
pmnAxrno HER vow.
81 won't p said Olive Montana.

hen.
"How dare you set up your will in |
opposition to ours, missr" shrilly del
manded her eldest sister.
81 don't care - said Olive, conf
pressing her rosy lips, until they
looked like the nearest line OF scarlet,
while her eyes shone. dangerously
underneath their curtain of nut-brown
lashes. "You may say what you like
you may scold as long as you please
but will not gol It's nothing on
earth but Observation-Disclosures
what it isl"
Mrs. Montana and the maiden aunt
bridled and tossed their heads; Miss
Esmeralda uttered long, shuddering
breath of horror.
~ never heard anything 80 indeli-
cate in all my life' said she. who
has said anything about-about-really
/ cannot bring my mind to pronounce
such disgusting word!'
Nobody has said anything" de-
clared Olive, ''but you all mean i'll You
are sending me to make a visit at
mothers cousins house just in order
that his son may fall in love with me,
or take pity upon me, or think it his
duty to marry NE. But I'll be party
to no such conspiracy. III go out
house cleaning,or I'll be shop girl, or
III even become an old maid like Aunt
Matilda there, before I'll descend to
such depth as that! So now you all
know my decisionr'
Olive sailed out Of the room like an
embryo duchess, leaving the other
three women breathless with anger and
disappointment.
Aunt Matilda was the first to recover
the use Of her tongue.
"Did ever anybody hear such inso-
lence as that?" she cried, with eyes
rolled skyward.
Every we'll" said Esmeralda. 81
shall interfere no longer If she wants
her own way, let her have it, and see
where it will bring her out"
II never was SO astonished in my
life," plaintively uttered Mrs. Mon
tand. 81 declare don't know whether
to shut her up in her own room OIL
: bread or water, or send her TO thu
nearest educational bureau to get {
place as teacher"
, "And with her good looks, tool
. groaned Aunt Matilda. "For she i
|. prettyi' ..
"She might suit some tastes, per
7 haps," observed Esmeralda, with
r sidelong glance ut mirror, which re
, Elected quite different style from poo
Olives. "But opinions differ.
"Wait little," said Mrs. Montana
"Let her understand that this thin
has got to be. It's either that or til
D drudgery OF working for a living
l When she realizes what it means she
: come to our ideas fast enough, see
she. don't. For the girl has som
= sense"
you've spoiled her, that's whs
r you've done!' said Aunt Matilda, wit
4 severity.
81 always told mamma that she WI
i letting Olive have her own way tc
y MUCH" said Esmeralda, not without
d spice OF evaporation. "And now 81
d how she sets us all at defiancel'
u Meanwhile Olive, retreating into h
= own room, relieved her oyerchargt
u feelings by fit of crying.
: "They may say what they like,
she reiterated to herself; "but neve
never will be coaxed into goingl II
all very well for them to show me u
letter inviting me TO come and sper
4, the winter there; but l know it new
I would have been written if mann
IN hadn't been at the bottom of the pie
And do they think l didn't notice
was dated six months ago? Do thu
~ suppose don't comprehend that thu
have been keeping il back until tn
were qnite sure that | had refused N
L Goldstein and his money bagsf Oh,
can see through them as plainly as
they were made of glass! Young N
Magnus isn't as rich as Mr.. Goldste
but he's the second best match, Al
:: mamma is determined that | shall
married out of Esme's way. at all hs
ards. But / have some woman
modesty and delicacy left, and so til
-. shall find OUT
cd cd Poor little Olive Montandl 1t W
At sorry life that she led after til
I'm Snubbed by her mother, looked up
Nv with GOODNESS by her sister, treated
yer Aunt Matilda as if she had been gui
sy of some crime, she found herself in
in most uncongenial atmosphere; a
Isl. many were the tears that she shed
on private, although she was too proud
hc evince any symptoms of annoyar
OK before her tormentors.
~ In her despair she thought up a n,
ED plan for escape from this ordeal.
= 81 won't live So" she sighed,
nm must have some sort OF career.
D, 20 to Helen Nilloughby and cons
at her. Surely the Sisterhood can fl
the some good work for me to busy mys
! of about"
zen And so our poor little heroine W
Ills Ills to Saint Marcia's Guild and inqui
r. for her old schoolmate, Miss WILLOW
.n by, known in those peaceful shades
" "Sister Helen"
an. II want something to do" s
Olive, with tears in her eyes; II WI
. to be useful. Mamma and Esme v
hardly speak to me. I'm in dread
' ND disgrace at home, and all becaus
won't marry man whose very idei
hat repugnant to me. DO set me VIII
, n.t. there will be lots of drudgery, and
Sat. time to think. Surely you must KIN
cen of some place where am needed?'
sM ns Sister Helen looked mildly at
,aic crimson checked, eXci'ed girl.
fter Her glance, melting into that
osr Olive Montana, was like moonlig
els shining peacefully down on the flic
ma nat of a perturbed bonfire.
,"ia LET ME see" said she, reflective
al "You haye come here at an opport
ca. season, Olive. The resources of