The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1886-03-05

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castles Of what they would do II they
only could BE- allowed 70 judge for
themselves, that the long-suiIcring
martyr consented. and promised 70 let
them have their way. Now promise
~ the Fuller family was M good a. q
bond better. for ! have heard many 4
man besides ST. Paul declare himself
happy. especially after a panic in thc
street, except these bonds.
But the difficulty about the allowance
was this: The day these girls got their
money they felt so enormously rich
that they could not contain themselves
and II. They forgot il must last six
months, and represented boots. gloves.
gowns, bonnets "A thousand neces-
saries. They forgot the waste the lack
Of a parasol makes in the life Of the
American girl; they only saw the beau
tiful (no. | will not hold them up
70 ridicule), and they longcd to spend
II, and 1t burned in their pockets, till,
alas! sometimes they lived like prod
igals for three weeks. and starved and
were almost naked the rest Of the twenty
six.
On this particular morning the whole
family were assembled in the sitting
room. II was a June day. dewy.
rosy, dimpled day. and "all the trees
on all the hills had opened their thou
sand leaves" the air itself was as fresh
and sweet as the first day that ever
broke in paradise. Even the orphan
school children had come out the Sum
day before in little pink-sprigged cali
Goes. All the Fullcrs but one had gone
TO church also in their neat spring
suits. looking SO stylish and jaunty. so
sweet and yiolct-eycd. that the arch
deaconess failed in her responses. and
scanned each figure As il went up the
aisle with glance that Julie declared
amounted TO an indictment for larceny.
Yes. all the Fullers but one. One
wrctchcd, forlorn. spendthrift Of a
Fuller staid at home. She had neither
spring gown, nor spring hat. nor boots,
nor parasol; she had spent her allow
ance long ago on concert tickets, and
candy, and a set Of silver jewelry.
So she spent the day In . disrcputa-
bic bingham, and hat that deserves
> chapter to itself. swinging in the big
apple-tree. and wishing she had her
money back. And this unfortunate
WAS named Polly. and she was nine
teen years old-old enough and pretty
enough to know better.
III we had only known how much
Of hole you were in. Polly" said Jen,
WED have dubbed in and helped you
buy your spring things"
mo. my dcars." said papa. from
what was by courtesy called 1.-THE
study" though in reality it was the
china closet and canned fruit room
(the Fullcrs ate good deal Of canned
things; their preserves weren't gener-
ally successfully. 1T Is not SO recorded
in the bond. Youknow You bargained
each to make the most Of her allow
ance. and bear the consequences Of her
good or evil Judgment II Polly has
spent her money she must do with
out"
Alas! each remembered; il uds 90
written in the bond.
What have You got toward spring
things. Polly dcar?" asked mamma,
looking up from Herbert Spencer
Sociology in dazcd way. and en-.
dcavoring to set her cap at right angles,
which. IL the truth BE- told. was no,
quite rs straight as plumb-line.
'ihave my black sattecn. mamms
Ito be sure. the front Is stained with
lemonade. but l don't carc). and my
boots are pretty good, and have one
long. nice, crcam-colored CANT de SUEDE
that luckily Is for nv right hand. and
my turquoise ring Is on my left, so il
doesn' ( matter about the others being
lost, and my white muslin and my
white null Uo be sure. il has shrunkcn
up TO my knees. but can let il DOWN. =
she said, eagerly; then. seeing amuse
ment in her sisters eyes. she burst into
tears and rushed out. calling in a loud
voice: X do not care IL / never have
another rag TO my back so long As
live. ! am going to bed. and will STAY
there till die for want Of exercise, ant
then you will all be sorry. and mo-
laugh at me and taunt me because
am not mean. miserable, niggardly
things like yourselves"
Come back. Polly love-" cried al
the five unoficnding sisters. dcepl,
gricvcd, but not at all hurt at Polly'l
outburst. "Tcll us about your hats
and how much money have you?"
~ have no hat but this" said
Polly. sobbing bitterly; I" and fifteer
dollars"
Tears Of sympathy stood in nam
mas eyes; Sociology slipped of hel
lap and fell to the ground. Paps
tapped his finger refcctivcly on I'll,
pane. For the first time he hal
wished he had not given the bishop g
positive . reply about the doctrine o
original sin. One might be mistaken
and this was Polly's hat.
As I remarked, Il was her only one
and deserved . chapter Of itself. i
was little round bonnet. originally o
white straw, which was now sun
burned to . dirty yellow, . faded rec
rose adorned one side; the crown wa
mashed in; limp. dragged fcathcl
stood up in front. Nothing coult
have been more hopeless, more dis
reputable.
sPoor DEAR"
But Polly had flown; the subject VA
| too tender 10 be discussed.
just then the bell rang. "A nots
for Miss Polly; from Mr.. Jerry Nevins
| / s'pose." said the little maid-of-all
work. sympathctically.
She was = very black-fistcd Mercury