The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1888-10-05

rOguos! you might JUST - well snous
and laugh ~ tho funny figure ] cnt.
shall not feel az all hurt ] know ]
am . perfect scarecrow. but no matter,
my beauty will not suffer-" And with
nod and goodbye. dearies." not
| waiting for an answer TO her question.
! Miss Prim vanished within the open
doorway, and the children FASTENED %
school.
Miss Charity Prim--or Miss Chatty.
Is she was called--was the village
dressmakcr. She was a maiden lady.
thirty-flve or forty years Of age. small
and delicate in appearance. but always
| In good health. Her face was always
smiling. her soft. blue eyes mild and
pure as those Of n child; her abundant
hair. long aid silken. crowned her
| head a. with coronet Of silver.
~ thought would como and finish
that dress OF yours. Mrs. Laurence"
said Miss Chatty, as she entered the
| firelichted room. the warmth and glow
making such contrast TO the gloom
without. lam a little late. but ! had
a hard time Of il. fighting the wind all
the way from the cottage. Ny umbrella
Is wreck. and look as though ! had
been in gale. and was flying the nag
OF Distress" laughing merrily and
showing firm. white teeth that had
never known the torture Of a dentists
art: s.however, sall's well that ends
WE'LL" and. with sigh OF content.
Miss Chatty followed the stately but
kind-hearted mistress OF Pleasant
Park to the sewing-room, where In q
low rocker. with a huge pile Of work
before her, tho little dressmaker was
soon busy as bee.
Miss Chatty,' said servant, enter
ing with a tray on which were mullins.
steak and a stcaming cup OF coffee,
..here Is something warm for you"
| ..Well. / declare, all this trouble on
nv account 1t is too bad. but do
believe am hungry" and putting her
work aside. the little woman soon made
sad havoc with the dainties before
her. She was proud in her way. was
this poor, Woodworking, sewing wom-
an. She would not own that on this
cold and dreary morning she had
dressed in her chilly room, and eaten
sparingly OF bread and oatmeal, with
| small cup OF milk to satisfy her
thirst, but never complaint. never a
cross look from the noble woman who
had no luxuries and few comforts. but
who ever looked on tho bright side Of
life
Before night the storm became so fu'
rious, the snow so deep, the dress
maker was urged TO remain until the
next day. and to tell the truth she was
nothing loath. for her humble room
| in the cottage Of the Widow Greer
, was not very attractiveone. although
clean and neat, yet rag carpet, paper
, shades, cot bed and q small stove
with scanty food for a dainty appe
, tite. was all the dressmaker could carr
for herself in the small village Of Fair
: mount
Evening. with her sable curtain. en-
folded the snowy earth. The vino
sighed and moancd around the warm
ly-drapcd window Of Pleasant Park
i The Laurence family were wealth,
: and high born, Mr.. Laurence beins
I from one OF the Oldest and proudes
! families in Boston. and his wife. tn
handsome Kate Carleton before mar
l rage. was OF English birth, with nobl
!. blood in her veins, yet they acknowl
4 edged the goodness and worth Of thei
!. humble seamstrcss; and although sh
\ did not join them ut the table, having
|. her meals sent into the scwing-room
I. she was invited into the sitting-roon
! when the family met together for tn
pleasant chat before bedtime. and il
!. her modest brown dress, with snow,
I, collar and cuffs, her sweet, pale face
: soft voice and charming smile. Mis-
t. Chatty did not look out Of place eve
! in the parlor Of the high-born Lau
: renee family.
! "Miss Chatty. wish you woul
a tell me story. do 50 like to hea
a tho n"
= This from Master Johnny, who wa
o basking on the snoe--white rug 9
bearskin, the glow frolc The fire light
e ing up his curls until they looked lik
d mass Of gold. and his round. dimple
d face as rosy as the sunny side Of
: peach.
: "Oh. do. dear Miss Prim. tell u
= something nice" exclaimed Lizzie
! shutting up the entertaining fair
y book, and coming forward to the eas
!. chair wherein sat the tiny lady. he
d small hands busy with some tatting 81
: wished to finish for Mrs. Laurence
IL never told a story in all my lifs
d my dcars. Then / am afraid, eve
9 IL could tell you any thing tina
4 would interest you. 1 should distur
! your father and mother in their READ
L ing"
a t" Not at all, they both cried. vii
n all the courtesy they could have show
3 lady Of wealth, and putting ava
; the paper and book. they begged heI
4 II she felt 50 disposed, to entertain tn
n children.