Daily Republican., 1888-04-20
MADE OVER.

hustled into the farm house kitchen,
''be you expectin' letter."
MOP answered his wife promptly.
"Who's wrltr"
Il dunno, onless it's tibet high flynn
sister OF yours, Julyett What's her.
name. Like enuff she 10 tired OF livin'
starched up In the city-'taint emmy
fit place for real human folks, emmy
way-an' 80 she's a-comin' here TO
make us q visit"
"Do shc say sof''
Law sakes, no. Et warn't put In
the law an commandments, when we
was married. thet you was to open my
letters nor me yourn. Take an open
lit YOURSELF"
SO Mrs. Hull opened the letter and
began to read 1t.
Jest Is l remayrked," said the old
man, "aint 1t, Hannahr"
"No," said Mrs. Hull, handing him
the letter. "Es l make II out. it's
just the other way, Juliette wants us
TO go an visit her. She says that she Il
stan the expense, an is Jest suffern
for somebody to make over. Now,
what does she meanp"
The old farmer read the letter with
much care and paius.taking.
"Gol Me 60 a-visitn' whar they eat
breakfast in the middle of the day and
wear their Sunday close the whole
week! rayther guess not. But,
mother, II you want TO go, thet' s
anuther thing. You kin hev the
money thet the old mair ietched-you
nigh about raised Bet emmy way. IN
gin ye thet."
"rhere's my new alpaccy," said
Mrs. Hull, thouGhtfully. "It's as
shiny as silk. But lawsl it won't be
much in the city. I've heard that the
shop girls there wear real silk and
satin every day."
"Poor things" said her husband,
ait must be dreadful to hev to dress to
death all the time, Where's the ink
horn1 I'm going to write TO the chill.
dTcn that their mas gOin' a. vsitin'."
Alter 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 Juliette, | think you're real
uean," said Hannah, with come spirit.
Il paid 80 cents a yard lor this alapac.
cy, and my bunnit cost nearly 3d."
"Don't cay bunnit, ior goodness
sake. You have no style. You've
lived down on that old farm till you
look like l00."
81 be over 80, Juliette, but then I'm
only two years older'n-"
"Hushl Never say anything about
your age. 1t isn't polite. Hannah, l
must make you over. You won't be
the same woman"
Mrs. Hull made such 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 one day that he
would go and bring his wife home.
1.-The old gal will be glad to see
me-" he said TO himself ats Almost
killed her expect by this time, sittin'
up so straight and eat n all hor vittles
with fork, an bein' away from me.
I'll be boun' it'll give her turn to sea
me-"
1t did. The sister had tried the
glass of fashion and the mold of form
with wonderful effect on Hannah. She
had also introduced Mrs. Hull into
s'sassiety.''
When Mr.. Hull arrived he was
shown into darkened parlor by a
smiIking maid.
Have you card, sirg" she asked
pertly.
~ don't play keerds,' said tho old
man reprovinely. "You jest tell
Hannah there's gentleman here to
see her."
beg pardon sir"
"You needn't. You haInt done
nothin'. Jest go and tell Mrs. Hull
there's gentleman KEN to see her. !"
The girl went, and the old man
chuckled to himself. He wore his
store clothes and had q buggy carpet
satchel In his hand. His gray locks
hung about his rugged face and made
1t picturesque
The door opened and strange lady
entered with very pink and white
complexion. She wore voluminous
blue silk dress and walked on shoes
that were mounted on French heels.
Her hair was wicked yellow.
Hannah didn't say anyth'n about
emmy other woman a visitin' here.
Who kin she be?" he said to him
self.
AS the strange lady advanced at q
queer hippitY hoppity gait, something
In her presence grew familiar,
Inc old man got to his feet and
leVeled one hand over his eyes.
Good mornin', ma'am," he said
hesitatingly, 81 was expectin' to see
my wlte-Hannah. l kinder thought
you might be her sister. l aint seen
her in good many years, but she aint
ez young ez you be-"
A shrill affected laugh, that died in
iaisetto shrek, greeted him.
HE don't know mel Juliette come
mere. Dan'l don't know his own
ltiyely. A'' "'''A