Connecticut western news., 1889-07-03
UNDER A CLOUD.

"Dear meG sad Mrs. Fell, ''what IS the matter with Carry2 Ain't sick, is she2"
 Mrs. Pell had come up to her lodger's room to borrow dust-pan. Life among the poor-tenement-h house life, at least -is all give and take; and Mrs. Pcll borrowed dust-pans and egg-beaters, just as Mrs. De Ritter of Upper Fifth avenue would borrow piece of music, or Miss Wsldegrave the last new novel.
 The Beltons had only lately come to the house. They were very poor, yet Mrs. Pell somehow respected an intan- gible essence of ladyhood that hovcred about them. They had no carpet on thelr flood, yet it was always clean; the curtains were made of "chccse- e-cloth" at four cents yard; the bed on which mothers and daughters slept assumed the similitude of stained pier wardrobe by day. The cooking was done on a kerosene stove in the corner; and Mrs. Pell had discovered that Mrs. Belton did floss-silk embroidery on flannel for infants wardrobes, while Carry was one of the attendants in Muller 6 Co.'s great dry-goods store on Broadway.
 "I knowed they was gentecl," said Mrs. Pell, s'the minute I set eyes on lem. Mrs. Belton's dress is shabby; and Mrs. Hourie, the grocer's wife on the first-foor, wears brand new silk, but Mrs. Belton wears hers somehow different; and Carry's bonnet is plain black straw, with loops O green ribbon, but it's great deal more lady fled than Susan Jano Hawley's pink crape, with the red feathers and the Rhine-s stone daggers stuck in it"
 But to-day Garry was crying, and Mrs. Belton, with her foss-silk en- broidcry pushed to one side, was trying to comfort her as best she could.
 s'No," said Mrs. Belton, ''sho isn't sick, butt
 q am discharged!" said Carry, sud- denly straightening herself up. 'Ive lost my place. One of the customers brought point-lace handkerchief to the store to match it in founces, and she couldn't find it afterward, and"
 sI know" said Mrs. Pell. stI had a niece once in ono O them big stores, and you can't teach me much about em. The gals is sacrificed right straight along to the customers whims. It was laid to you, of course"
 'And l may consider myself lucky, 50 they tell me-" cried out indignant Garry, s'that I am not arrested and thrown into prison! Only previous good conduct has saved me! But l don't consider myself lucky! I consider that have been insulted and aggrieved F
 "Carry, Carry~ gently soothed the mother.
 And Carry's passionate words died away in flood of tears.
 But what are we to do2" she walled. "How are we to live2 No one will take me in, after this. It would be useless for me to try to get a situation.
 ''God will provide, Carry," whispered Mrs. Bolton.
 At that moment there came a sharr tap at the door.
 'tIs tue young woman ready for the place out in Orange County2" asked { gruff voice. '1lr. Jessup's wagon is al tho door. That's mo- And he's a. wait in,."
 sLa, mel" said Mrs. Pell, starting up. 'I clean forgot all about it. Namt of Jessup7 Louisa Olcott, she's dread full sorry, but her uncle ain't willin', on sober second thoughts, to let her gt out of the city. They've gone to Coney Island today, and"
 'tAin't that the young womana' sai6 Mir. Jessup, holding his head toward Carry Bolton as he stood in the door way.
 Certainly not" said Mrs. Pell bristling up. ''This is Q floor above tn Olcott rooms"
 'tNo offense, no offcnse'' said Mir Jessup. "But what be goin' to do |
 My wife she calculated on my bringiu homs hired help. and ds-ao nothin