Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1889-07-13
AN OBLIGING NEPHEW.
He Fell in Love to Order With
Great Abandon.

Great Abandon.
81 told him I'd give him a cup O. tea
and smack of something to eat just
this once" said Mrs Wilde. ''But
couldn't noways take him to board. /
only wish / could Six dollars week
would be a great help to me, and he
seems a quiet, decent young fellow
enough. ="
Mrs. Wilde sat in her cushioned BOs-
ton rocker, grooming under the pangs
Of rheumatism. Flora Falkland was
seated opposite, bunch of long
ttemmed roses in her hand, light
scarf draped gracefully over her Shout
ders.
She was a rosy brown-haired young
woman, with healthy bloom on her
cheek that betokened the reign of per-
feet health.
"Oh, but you ought to take him,
Mrs. Wilde!" she said. six dollars
week! and here are you, weaving rag
carpets and binding shoes, day out and
day in, for half that money! And the
spring chickens are growing so nicely,
and you have such nice early lettuce
and fresh eggs for boarder."
Yes, l know" forlornly admitted
bIrs. Wilde. And wouldn't hesitate
moment if Huldah was at home. But
just look at me, and see if you think
I'm fit to take a boarder, even if he'd
pay me in gold and diamonds
Flora Falkland looked conscience
stricken. 1t was by her advice that
Huldah, Mrs. Wilde's granddaughter,
had gone to New York to learn the
dress-maker's trade.
The old woman, doubtful of novelty
in all its shapes, had preferred to keep
Huldah at home, earning seventy-fve
cents day by her unsllilled needle.
But that is nonsense" Flora had
said. There's no reason she shouldn't
get her two dollars day, if she can
have little tuition under Nine. Gio-
wanna"
Huldah, who looked on Miss Fallx-
land as sort of supplementary guar
dian angel, had prosecuted Mrs. Wilde
until reluctant consent was extorted
and here the poor old soul, sick and
alone, and in danger of losing a good
chance to make little money, all
through her (Flora's) meddlesome in
terfereuce.
"Oh, " said Flora to herself, twisting
the long-stemmed roses; "why couldn't
/ have minded my own business?"
And SO. by way of minding her own
business, she plunged deeper thaa
ever into the vortex of other peoples
affairs
This won't do" said she; "you
must take this city boarder. The
trout season only lasts little while;
you can't afford to lose day of il.
I'll 20 down to Widow Plimmint's and
send Bethnal up
"What a head-piece you've got, Miss
Flora!' said the old woman, admiring-
ly. 'But I'm ashamed to make you so
much trouble"
1T won't be any trouble" said
Flora
And she skinned across the fields
to the Widow Plimmint's cottage.
''My Bethnal amt goin' out to sarv-
ice, not to accommodate nobody" said
Widow Plimmint, with prodigious
sniff. 1t amt genteel. She's fac
tory young lady now"
"Pshaw!' said Flora Falkland. II
think you've all lost your senses.
She went to Mrs Hopes. Mrs.
Hope had three tall daughters and an
income Of nothing per annum.
I'D like to oblige you, Miss Falk-
land, said Mrs. Hope, who took snuG
and spoke in a monotonous drone like
d burable-bee, "but Etta's took a loom
N the new factory, and Orinda is
saleslady at Dorrick's store, and Juli-
anny's learnin' the artificial flower
business. It sort o. harris the dear
girls taelin's to be called work-tUiks."
And Mrs. Hope. who washed for the
factory young ladies' took pinch |
OF snuff and went back to the wash
tub.
So i was everywhere. The factory |
was an ogre that seemed to gobble up |
All the young woman element
Flora went back to Mrs. Wilde in
despair
He's come. Miss Florap' cried the
old dame, exultantly. He's as pleased
as Punch at the notion Of stayin' here.
When is Bethel Plimmint comm P"
Flora considered a minute To Mrs.
Wide six dollars a week represented a |
luxurious income.
Flora took off he straw hat, with
its cluster Of buttercups and grass
blossoms, and removed her gloves.
Bethel can not come Just at pres
ant said she. ..Wbcre's one Of HUI
aah'a big checkei'ed aprons, Mfs