Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1888-11-02

s"lllng "Wcl, havJ no objection TO
answering. Do you want to tell. me the
plain truthT
Certainly"
well, then, it was because my
lady employer did not like to havs
ner grown-up son address ne with COM
mon politencss. Perhaps she thought
was endeavoring to fascinate him, but
she was entirely mistaken
"oh," said NTr. Perkins. "Please
'Frite down your address"
Are you really going to give me
some copying to dor she asked eagerly.
'l am going to try you"
For the first time tears came into her
eyes.
"Tll try my very best; indeed l
will" she faltcred "For--I don't
mind ling you now---I haven't got a
single subscription. and I was SO dis
couragedr'
And 50 Miss Amy Archdale walked
cif with a red-taps-tied parcel OF pa
pers under her shawl.
If she does them we'll and prompt
y" sal Mr.. Perkins, in asort of mon
tai soliloquy, ''there's no reason why l
can't let her have some moro work. II
she doesn't. it won't bo the first case of
female swindling in New York. But
she has pretty, innocent little face,
too. Hang it, Two half mind to go
around to her address on tho sly aud
sse if she is really deserving object of
charity, was going to say. But it
isn't. Sle wants work, not aims.
There's always somebody wanting in
this great, chattering b9dlam of a city
Of ours" added Mr.. Perkins, irately,
as he drove off two match boys, an
apple girl, and vender of pins and
shoe-striag' from hi, doorstep.
Mr. Perkins folowe up his crotchet
and walked up to Meassey street
about dusk that self.sam, evening,
needless of snow and slect.
'Does a lady named Archdale live
herel' he asked in the grocery which
occupied the first H5or.
Eyes, sir she d. the grocer's wife
Interrupted, pushiag herself before her
husband, "and a nice, hard-working
y~yng tady she is as ever breathei the
g. a Trrs', ,Sssss i,..ss hsE nat regular
every Sturdy night if she has to live
on cup of cold water and crust.
And if she's got any rich relations---''
e'You mistake my purpose" said Mr..
Perkins, coldly. 81 am no rich relation
Ito any oae."
Yet the woman testimony, coarse and
rudaIy given as i was, unconsciously
Influenced him in Amy A-chlale's favor.
She brought the folios next day,
neat, lcgib G. aad without blot or
erazurc-lnd NJ. Perkins gave her
so1ao more work
'You needn't bring it." said he. 81
I have business that way, and Ii call
for it myseIll'
'Wc haven't seen your Uncle Elisha
lately, dear" sail Mrs Molyncux Mar
tin to her eldest daughter. Kate
must work pen wiper for him aud you
must embroider him pair Of slippers.
1t won't do 10 let him lose sight of his
nearest relatives
'Ma," said Miss Katharine, cts a
ity you discourage ii Miss Archdale so
suddenly, because she was so handy at
fancy work"
"And besides" added Elith Rosa
belle, ut really and truly wasn't her
fault because Walter chose to make
eyes at her"
Don't use such vulgar expressions,
my DEAR" sal the mamma. "She was
a pert, bold-faced thing, and would
have elopcd with your dear brother if
she had remained in the house another
week. And l told her so, pretty plainly,
tool What's that2 Tho postmanl
Give me tho letters at once, Edi h
r & ,llc!'
Somebody has sent us wedding
cards" cried the youngest hope of the
family Of Molylcux Martia. "Opcu it,
mamma. quick, ami let us see who they
are FROM"
Mrs. Molyueux Martin hastily tore
open the envelope, and giving one
glance at its contents, fell back ward
with hysterical scream.
Elisha Perkinsr she shrieked.
"Girls, its your uncle Alas, my poor,
disinherited pcts!"
For Mrs. Molyneux Martin had edu.
Gated her daughters in the full belief
that each and every one of them was to
BE- an heiress in the right of Uncle Eli
sha Perkins money.
But mammi, who's the bride2 Who
has ne married1 You don't tell Us the
name, persisted Katharine, who was
endowed with a goOdly spice of Mother
Ewes bequest.
Il don't know! l don't carel'
screamed Mrs. Molyneux Martin, tap
Ping the soios Of her slippered feet on
the carpet in a way that threatened {
yet moro violent attack of Mysteries.
"Pick up the cards, Kathie, and
look" urged nth Rosabele.
Amy Archdale," she read out loud.
why, ma, its the governess you dis,
charged. lis our Miss Archdale.
The old foolr shrieked Mrs. Moly
neux Martin. ITO 20 and marry cir
young enough to be his granddaughter
Well. that caps the climax"
You forget ma" said Edith Rosa
telle, Uncle Ei-hfs only two year
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