Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1889-11-02

say, Min, Mia, run here"
A door opens, and from the culinary
regions energies a small, trim figure,
clad in russell brown; fair, round arms,
barred to the elbow; tender, brown eyes,
lighting a dimpled, childish face.
Min cries 10, there's a letter
from Aunt Vavasour, and Arthur is
coming home; and there's to be grand
ball at Oaklands, and we're to go for a
wee IS visit.
How nice! But 1 couldn't leave
papa, you know, girls"
Dell laughs
Bless your little soul, Min! no one
had thought that you'd go. If 10 and
l get up decent garments, it will be a
marvel. Min, little woman, can't you
help us?'
"Oh, Mini" puts in 10, 1T will break
my heart if 1 can't g. Do let US have
little money, that's dear child"
Min sits down, crosses her dimpled
hands, and falls into sober meditation.
She has only her invalid fathers half
pay, he being a retired army officer, and
all the heavy household expenses to
defrav.
Indeed, girls" she makes answer at
last, I've barely enough to carry US
through this month. I'm sorry-"
you've always sorry, but that does
no good. can't understand what be-
comes of all papa's money" sneers
Dell.
Nor l." puts in 10. 1--WE live poor
enough, goodness knows"
Minnie's lips culver.
Il do the best | can, girls" she an
swers, gently. "Papa's wine and medi-
cines are costly. I can give you five
dollars a piece, if that will help, but no
more"
Bah that won't buy our shoes and
gloves. Wemust give it up, Jo."
10 breaks forth into stormy weeping,
and wishes herself dead.
"Oh, hush, sister please| entreats
Minnie, infinitely dressed, Pm sure
we can fix up your old dresses. There's
your poplin, almost new"
"The horrid, washed-out stuff! I
wouldn't wear it for anything. Dell is
to have the blue silk, and there's moth
ing else. One had better be in ones
grave, than deprived Of every little
pleasure in life. Oh, go away, Min, if
you've no money for me. Don't kiss
me. I hate Lisses."
Min turns, and her tender eyes light
suddenly.
She darts from the room. Almost
Instantly she is back again, little
package in her hand.
Dear girls, l had quite forgotten it.
Aunt Yavasour gave it to me, when she
came last summer, to buy me nice dress
and I've kept it ever since. l intended
to get nice, sealbrown cashmere, fol-
church wear, but I'll make the old one
do. Take it, sisters, and welcome"
How much is there?' gasps 10, div
ing for the package, but Dell gets it.
Thirty dollars and you must divide
it between you-Dell fifteen and JIG
fifteen. 1 must run. I'm afraid my
pies are burned up"
The little hous, keeper hurries back
to the kitchen; and pickering and
grumbling as they go, her two sisters
make themselves ready and start for
the village, to lay out their money.
The short wintry days go by, and at
last the fussing and cutting, and trim
ming, is all over. Dell and 10 pack
their outfit in the old-fashioned leather
trunk, and Squire Headly's carriage
comes to take them across the country
to Oaklands.
1t is high noon Of bright December
day.
You have SAID goodbye to papa,
girls ?" asks Minnie, following them as
they run down the portico steps,
Dear me, no! forgot. You can dc
it for me, Min, l can't turn back now
/ Good-bye and send me a little money
as soon as you draw the quarterly al.
lowance."
"Yes, Dell. Goodbye"
Dell hurries on, and into the waiting
carriage. 10 follows. Minnie stand,
in the sunshine, looking after them,
her wistful eyes a trifo sad.
Good bye, dear gir!s! and here,
-'o3 luck. Ana she takes a small
half-won slipper from her foot, and
sends it flying after the carriage as il
rolls away.
Minnie, Minnie" calls a voice from
within.
Her fathers voice and the girl flies
not even waiting to replace her slipper
It lies on the edge of the country road
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