Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1888-03-06
MADE OVER.

"ain't it, Hannah"
NO" said Mrs. Hull, handing him the
letter, "'es make it out it's just the other
way. Juliette wants us to go an visit her.
She says she'll STAN the expense and is jest
sufPerin' for somebody to make over. Now,
what does she meanE"
The old farmer read the letter with much
care and painstaking.
'Gol! me go a-visitin' whar they eat break
fus in the middle Of the day, an wear their
Sunday close the hull week. Irayther guess
not. But, mother, if you want ter 80 thet's
anuther thing. You kin heve the money the
old mare fetched-you nigh about raised Bet
ennyway. I'll gin 70 tibet"
"There's my new alpaccy," said Mrs. Hull
thoughtfully. "I'm right glad got good
piece It's as shiny as silk. But, laws, it
won't be much in the city! I've heerd that
the shop girls there wear real silk an satin
every day"
"Poor things" said her husband; sit must
be dretful to hev to dress to death all the
time. Where's the ink horn! I'm goin' to
write to the children tibet their mas goin'
a-visitin'."
After manifold preparations, Mrs Hull
was ready to go and visit her stylish sister,
the rich city widow.
The first thing her sister said to her was:
"Hannah Hull, you're fright. must make
you over"
"Why, Julictte, think you're real mean"
said Hannah, with some spirit. II paid fifty
cents yard for this alpaccy, and my bunnit
cost nearly five dollars"
Don't say bunnit, for goodness sake. You
have no STYLE You've lived down on that
old farm till you look 100"
~ be over so, Juliette, but then I'm only
two years oldern"-
''Hush! Never say anything about your
age. 1t isn't polite. Hannah, must make
you over. You won't be the same woman"
Mrs. Hull made such a long visit that her
husband became uneasy. The doughnuts
and pies were giving out, and besides he was
lonesome He wanted his Hannah home
again He didn't banker after the city, but
he made up his mind ono day that he would
go and bring his wife home.
''The old gal will be glad to see me-" he
said to himself; "it's a most killed her ex
pect by this time, sittin' up so straight and
eatin' ell her vittles with fork, an bein'
away from me- III be boun' it'll give her a
turn to SEQ me-"
II did Tho sister had tried the glass of
fashion and the mold of form, with wonder
full effect on Hannah She had also intro
duced Mrs Hull into ssassiety."
When Mr.. Hull arrived he was shown into
a darkened parlor by Sinking maid.
ssHave YOU q card, STRIP she asked pertly.
81 don't play keerds," said the old man re-
provingly, "you jest tell Hannah there's a
gentleman here to see her."
"Beg pardon, sir"
"You needn't. You haint done nothin'.
Jest go and tell Mrs. Hull there's gentle
man KEN to see her."
The girl went and the old man chuckled to
himself He wore his store clothes and had
a baggy carpet sachel in his hand. His gray
locks hung about his rugged face and made
it picturesque.
Tho door opened and strange lady entered
with very pink and white complexion. She
wore Q voluminous blue silk dress, and walked
on shoes that were mounted on French heels
Her hair was a wicked yellow.
'Hanah didn't say anyth'n' about emmy
other woman a-visitin' here Who kin she
beF he said TO himself.
As the strange lady advanced at queer
hippity -hoppity gait, something in her pres
ence grew familiar.
The old man got to his feet and leveled ono
hand over his eyes.
GOOD mornin', ma'am," he said hesitat-
ingly "Iwas expectin' to see my wife-Han-
nah. kinder thought you might be her sis
ter. l amt seen her in q good many years,
but she amt ez young ez you be-"
A shrill. affected laugh, that died in .
falsetto shrek, greeted him.
''He don't know me! Juliette, come here.
&c fo
The old man looked at her attentively
"Yaller hair on Q woman of SO! Red roses
in her cheeks like a sal of 1872 Where's the
old woman That was my WITHDRAWALS. I
don't want NO ballet dancer in her place"
''rve tried to be fashun' ble," moaned Han
nah, sinking into O heap on the floor.
I've spent hundreds of dollars on her.
exclaimed her sister, as she looked on, land
this is your gratitude"
you've made chrome of her." persisted
Danl; 'slook at that ha'ar"
ats pompadour," sobbed Hannah
SIT looks wuss than q barn door; an look
at her cheeks"
Bloom of youth-$l BOTTLE" grumbled
Juliette; 'she's made over"
Hannah exclaimed her husband Sc
yerely, I'm ashamed Of vou!"
$50 be l." sobbed his wife, ''but if you live
in the city you must do as city folks does"
"Whar's your new alpaccy tibet you
thought good enough for the presydint's
wife!"
''In the cluset upstairs"
SECT inter it, and wash the yaller outer
yer gray ha'ar, and the red often your
cheeks. an kim home! Oh, Laud, kin you
ever show yer face at conference meetin'
aginF'
''Dan'rs a crank said Juliette to her
weeping sister up stairs as she tried to soothe
her
No. he amt! an wus fool to think
could be made over. Sakes alive, how glad
am to get inter my own shoes again.
When Hannah entered the psrlor again
she was clothed and in her right mind Her
husband heamed upon her.
''Gol." he exclaimed, I've got her hack,
It's the old gal herself this time, as nat'ral as
life an es purity es a pictur'! It's the chill
ciren'S mother. Hurry Up now, an doan git
left. | shan't take spec Of comfort till get
you safe down hum agin on the old farm
Mrs Il l. Rayne in Detroit Free Press.
Watered silk-A $40 umbrella in the rain.