Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1888-06-29
HOW | BECAME An AUTHOR.
The story or that Tive-IIundred
Dollar rrizc.
BY BELLE V. CHISHOLM.

Do not put heapin spoonful OF
sugar in your tea, Elsie. NJ nd. sugar
has riz half cent on the pound" said
my Aunt Phlls. sharply. as she NOV
ed the yellow. cracked sugar bowl out
OF my reach.
"Growin' girls do eat an amazn'
sight joined in Uncle Reuben. from
tho other side of the table. 1T was
mighty incousiderate for Robert TO
drop oil so sudden-like and leave you
uuprovided Tor With his five hundred
year he ought 10 have laid away
sight o. money. But he was no mana
ger, never was. 1t was not in him to
say no when people came a begin,
and he religously laid by his tenth for
the Lord, no matter how poor the
harvest. Now my doctrine is if the
Aim ghiy stints the crops. it's his own
lookout If he has To take short toll. |
reckon l vii be obleeged to give yol a
home, but you must jump round spry
and try TO pay your keepin'. Now. f
Providence could only have seen far
enough forward to have made You u
boy. it would have been more to my
Iikln'. Then you could have built
fence. fixed the cellar wall ami SIGH.
which I've got TO pay for. seem you
are a girl IL You could have taken
hold OF the pIow-handles and followed
the burrows | needn't have hired
Jacob TO help with clearin' or grubb II
but pshaw! what does IA girls work
amount TO, any how? What signifies
rubin out a few cloths sweepin the
house over once a day. or washin
dozen dishes now and then? Cry in!
1t IS aunoyin' how easy women do cry.
Sakes alive, they laugh and cry in one
breath. No power on earth can control
EN- when they want TO be contrary.
And that reminds me, Elsie. that
your uncle has took The sch oolmaster
to board, and it is high time his room
was put 10 rights | am sure | don't
know what possessed you, Reuben, for
them book-larned people are all a wool
gathern' set OF course. four dollars
week is "A c rcun~tance not to be over
looked, but if be has not an appel ite
like a saw mill. | miss nv guess.
Aunt Phillis' steel gray eyes were
still upon me, though her closing
words were addressed TO uncle. who
was too intent upon the business before
him 10 grant her an answer. Though
trembling violently l ventured to IN
quire
Cant 90 to school. Aunt Phil
LISP"
She turned upon me savagely, fairly
screaming
"Go TO school. Elsie ! Do you reckon
haf n q.
keep You up a lady. AMI cit nothun for
our pains? You re u better scholar
now than even Our John. better than
any man or woman in the neIghbOr-
hood. unlcs, il m chit be the minister
himself You'll not sit here mopin
Ike YOU DID at home when your father
was lIvin'. | assure you.'
" on see what book larnin' did for
Your father, put in Uncle Reuben.
"lIe was u sight better OF than | was
when we started i'm fe. for Uncle
Robert Cherr5 Irft him live hundred
dollars for his name If he had in
vested that none, in land. instead of
putin 1t in hi, head YOU would not be
on my hands pauper. to-day. Too
much edication Is not good for men.
and IL ruins women.
Here uncle gave emphasis to his
words by decided nod; hab he had
when peculiarly well pleased with
himself
As we arose from the table. aunt re-
turned to the subject uppermost in her
mind, by hurrying me of to arrange
the masters room.
Tuck 'em Big pillows into the chest
that stands in tho corner. Goodness
knows. these college chaps carry their
heads high enough without poppin'
EN- up with four pillows. and mind,
Elsie. 10 take of that new blanket.
You can slip on that old comfort in
the chest. He'll never know the DIFF
ference.
was glad to escape from tho sound
OF her harsh voice. but more formid-
able foe awaited me in the passage.
No sooner had closed the door than
cousin John, "A great, burly lad of six
teen. called out tauntingly:
''Ho. my fine lady. So you expect |
to put on grand airs, and lord it over
us in finished style. Pretty cheeky for
a poor-house kid. should saw"
You are bad. cruel boy. and /
hate YOU" / cried. Indignantly.
Take that. and that for your
sass" he retorted. striking mo with
whip he held in his hand. ~ teach /
you TO talk back to me. you beggar."
You are wicked. unpr ncipled |
boy." I returned deiiantly. springing
behind the door to avoid tho second |
attack. In his fury TO get ahead of
me- he jerked the door with such force
"a TO throw himself against table that |
stood near. His howl Of pain brought
his mother to the scene OF conf CT.
That young tiger flew at me like =
mailman. and hammered my face into !