Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1888-09-14
5Y JOHN Il. MUSICK,


AUTHOR OF THE BANKER OF BED
fokr." v ALTER El.oWAf 1870, tNb
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CdATTEI. III.
HELEN / SHIPPED"
An unpleasant dirty. when there ia
duty. is most disagreeable task to per-
form. While Mr. Stuart and his good
wife fully believed it to BE- their duty to
follow the suggestions OF Mrs. Arnold
and ..ship the hired girl" there was
twince of conscience in the thought
Somehow Mrs. Stuart saw SO many
loveable qualities in Helen that the
more she thought of her the more she
regretted parting with her.
Mrs. Arnold and her ambitious daugh-
ter, Halle, noticed with some alarm
that two or three days had elapsed since
Warren's departure and that the "hired
girl had not been shipped" They
began to devise some plan to stimulate
the good people to action. Mrs. Ar
mold was y good General, not only to
plan. but also to execute. Dressed out
in her Sunday suit and gold spectacles,
holding her head high, and skirts above
her shoe-tops, she started out to call
upon her neighbors. Wherever she
went there was series Of stories just
slightly touched with scandal and con-
tanning great deal Of mystery in the
back ground to draw inferences from,
pointing to poor Helen and the farm
er's absent son. The stereotyped innu-
endo of ''they say" was used with ex-
traordinary freedom, as though that
earnest, high-looking woman, who
worked so faithfully for the good of
her neighbors, had special claim on
"they say" These stories gained as they
were repeated, until the farmer was in
formed that his son actually designed
clipping with Helen on his return from
Chicago, and leaving the little cripple
for Mr.. Stuart to maintain or send to
the poor-house.
Poor Helen. the innocent cause of all
these rumors, was working diligently
az house servant, and almost wholly
ignorant of the malicious ISLANDERS
designed to defame her character. She
was considerably depressed in spirits
since Warren's sudden declaration OF
love and his departure for Chicago.
20. why did he say he loved me ?"
she asked herself. ut will only add to
my misfortune; it only increases my
humiliation. and she wrung her hands.
while Inc tears trickled down hez
chicks.
''Sister Helen" said little Amos, who
sat in low chair near her, looking in
her sad face. "why do you cry?"
"Never mind me, little brother
never mind me. will tell you pleas.
ant story when get my work done. A"
There was no one in the kitchen save
herself and her little brother.
Il dreamed last night purity dream.
sister. oh, so purity" said Amos.
what was it, little brotherp"
II dreamed saw thousand angels
q fyin' through the air."
THAT was . delightful dream, little
brother"
''Oh, it was so NICE" cried the little
fellow. clapping his hands at the glo.
rious remembrances the dream revived.
Il hope We will see the angels when
we de-
"And there was such nice music, oh,
sister! l never heard the like. Great
big harps and organs seemed to be
playin' all over the sky. Is Heaven
that nice?'
''Yes, brother, and much nicer than
you could imagine"
AN. oh. sister, my back was
straight, an l could walk an run like
other boys; an 1 could fly, cause
seemed to have WINGS"
''You was an angel, little brother"
said Helen. working to crowd down the
sad emotions which arose in her heart.
II want to be an angel, agin, sister,
said the little cripple. "Oh. I get SC
tired sitting here all day, an can't
walk round much, only wiz my
crutches. an if was an angel an
could fly it would be SO nice"
"You will be an angel some day, Lit
tie brother, because you are good"
"But it's SO long to wait, an 1 jist
git tired sittin' here an waitin' an
waitin'," said the child, whose pool
little crippled body prevented hi.
enjoying much of childhood's happi
ness.
"You must learn to be patient
brother" said his sister, her face ret
with the exercise of handling pots ant
kettles.
IL am, sister Helen; lean be patient
zoos you are with me, but oh, if should
be left without you; IL God should taxi
you home in Heaven as He did MANN,
and papa, then what would become o
mef
Helen did not risk an answer for
few moments; then told him that h,
must not talk so; God took care of Hi.
little children.
"But you take care Of me-" sale
Amos.
ut is God, little brother, that give!
me the strength and desire to work fol
you. It is God that sent US to these
good people, where am able to make
living for both Of u.s."
"But where 10 Mr.. Warren, who
used to play with me, and talk to you,
aister!" asked the boy.
HE has gone to Chicago"
''Where is thats'
"a great way off,"
Twill he ever come back?''
20 yes, hope he will" Helen spoke
unconsciously the true desire of her
heart.
Since the departure of Warren her
burden seemed doubly great, and the
soowl upon tho face Of Mr.. Stuart
grew darker every day. She came to
fear him. and little Amos. who used to
prattle fearlessly to the farmer. was
now awed into silence bv bis dark pres
ence. Helen had just finished sweep
ing the house and was oongratulating
herself on q few moments rest this
warm afternoon. when the door opened
and Mrs. Stuart entered the kitchen.
She had some money in her hand. and
eheee was look Of unusual gravity on
her face.
Here. Helen, is three dollars" said
she. placing the money in the girls
hand. There is not quite that much
coming TO you. but take it. you will