Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1889-07-17

Eneoe Cnssold knocked aE the door.
"Bless mefn cried the farmers wife,
nearly dropping her biggest blue-edged
plate In her surprise. SIS that you,
Phebei',
"Yes," nodded Phebe. ssHow good your
dinner smells, Mrs. Perkinsl Chicken pot
piet Thought sol And an Indian puddinei
Mrs. Perkins, ] think shall stay and take
dinner with you"
"And welcome said the good woman.
"But ! thought Phebe, you had gone 70
your Now York relations. You hain't quar-
relied with them, Ihcpet''
''Oh, no." said Phebe. az never quarrel
with anybody, Mrs. Perkins. But I've got
my living TO earn. Uncle Hynton isn't .
rich man, and can't be drag on him. ]
tried life In store, but IL seems I wasn't
strong enough for that sort Of thing So
I'm gong 70 strike out On now tack. Tina
travelling milliner at present"
''WhatFs said Mrs. Perkins, holding the
tea-caddy high above the shining plated tea-
pot
Phebe pointed to the light basket that she
carried on her arm.
.'In that basket" said she, laughing,
"there are three compartments. One Il
full Of the latest style Of spring frames,
packed closely, one within another; the SEQ
ond contains flowers and .wreaths; the third
10 full Of ribbons Of every color Of the rain.
bow. You'll get your spring bonnet Of me,
Mrs. Perkins, won't youi"
"Well, II that amt providentialr' said
Mrs. Perkins. II was just going to Linley
arter it to-morrow-I was, just - sure 40
you're bornr'
''T'll suit you better than any OF the Lin.
ley milliners, Mrs. Perkins," said Phebe.
"And I'll work cheap. too. Give me trial,
that's all ask"
Wen. I'll do that" said the good dame.
II remember, now, you was always handy
with the needle. Dinners ready, an pm
goin' to blow the horn for Perkins and the
hired man. Sit down, Phebe, and take pot
luck with u.s."
After dinner Phebe set herself diligently
to work to suit Mrs. Perkins with Q new
bonnet. Scarlet held-poppies, black satin
ribbon and frame covered with pulled black
silk took the worthy woman's fancy COM
pletely.
"Inever had handsomer bunnit." said
she. ''There's real style to 1t. Eight dol
larsi OF course I'll pay you eight dollars,
Phebel I expected TO pay ten in Linley.
and this is prettier than I'd have got there. !"
This bit Of success took the edge on from
the criticisms and carpings Of Mrs Deacon
Root, who lived In the next house with her
three daughters, who had none Of them, TO
use her own expression, ''any faculty fur
fxin' up buunits." Aud Phebe was com
pelled 70 wholesale" the family for twen-
ty-six dollars, which hardly more than GOV.
ered expenses.
Then she repacked her basket ana once
more set forth, under the blossominR trees
and along the shady lanes, where dam
delions sprinkled all the grass like drops of
sunshine.
.'Dr. Falkney was right, " she said to her.
self. "Air and exercise are what needed.
feel like another woman, only It does make
me feel bad to think Of never seeing DR..
Falkney's kind face againr And for q
glimmered through mist Of unshed tears.
"How foolish amI'' said Phebe to herself
Then she knocked at Mrs. Parthan's door,
and asked leave to show her the new spring
shapes in hats and bonnets.
The fresh, giistening rolls Of ribbon, the
| crisp roses and jonquils, the tempting
''shapes" In straw and lace and buckram
and Phebe' s own naturalborn skill in com
| bining them--ail these proved irresistible
to the country folk, and before long Phebs
had sold out all her stock and returned t.
the city with a considerable sum over and
| above her expenses.
"This," she said gleefully to herself, So
shall give to Aunt Mynton toward the cos
| have been to her."
As she crossed the street toward thu
dreary, red brick walls of the "Ontarit
Flats" where the Myntons dwelt, will
| about dozen other families, some on,
reined up Q horse, with q quick cry Of
"Do you want to be run over, Phsbef"
| She looked up. It was DIR. Falkney.
| "Oi doctor" she cried, radiantly, 81 hav,
| taken your prescription, and you can'tthinl
how much good it has done meP'
1 The doctor looked as bright as she dit
herself. 81 shall call to see you tonight,
| said he.
"Another prescription cried Phebe. An,
then she remembered, with q sudden Grim
soning Of tho checks, that she had not We
paid his bill.
"But can pay him nowp' she thought
| as she stood there and watched his carriag
roll down tho street. "Just as soon as hi
pfice hours begin I'll 60 there. won
wait for him 10 present his bill"
To DR.. Fallxney's great surprise his frs
patient that afternoon was Phebe Clissold
''Doctor," said she, ''I've come to pa,
| your bill out Of money that I've earned my
SELF
"Have I sent It inF' ssid he
mo, but"
"Nor do intend to do sol' he declared
''Phebe, I'm thinking Of going into partner
ship"
"Then your partner will certainly wan
all the old debts paid up" nodded she.
81 don't know about that. I am think
ing of q hfe-partnership, Phebe-not
medical one-and the partner want, dea
little girl, is your
It was, perhaps, little vague, but sh
understood It in an instant. Her cheek
flushed her long brown eyelashes dropped
Dearest, said he, taking her hand, 81
il 70 be DR.. Falkney and wifei,
Some other patients came in just thek
and after that one look into her hazel eye
DIR. Falkney was troubled with no misgi,
ings.
So there came an end to the bonnet-trin
ming business-''the itinerant millinery,
as Phebe's husband called IL.
"But shall always feel happier and NOR
independent" }" said she, "for knowing ths
am able to earn my own living "-Sa
urday night.
An Austrian POmpeii.