Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1890-03-21

rhoumausm. 6n0tnever wore anything
but calico, and dSudged away in the
inn kitchen, like q moderu Cind erella,
without any of the eclat which, in
ancient story, appertained to that young
p,rson.
But. later in the evening, the head
stableman looked into the kitchen
where Cinderella was darning we'll
worn table napk in, and Mrs. Podham
was preparing brook-trout for a, break
fast for the morrow's early travellers.
sWhere's Jim2" said the heads stable
man.
"Gone out" said Mrs. Podham,
curtly.
al want some one to row one of the
boarders out on tn, lake." ssfd the
s,ableman. ''He's ptctcr painter, /
guess. He wants moonlight effects, he
says with chucklc). ''Td a. deal
ruiher hev feather pllow effects, my
self. Then where is Dick9"
.D.ck never's ON hand when he's
wanted" Mrs. Podham replied. 81
heven't seen him since supper.
"Then he'll lose fifty cent jobi'' said
the stablcman. .'Well, Is'pose I can
hunt up some one, somewhere.
FIFTY centsl" cried Natty Purple,
springing to her feet. .Tl go,
Themasl I'm handy with. the oars,
and Pm just perishing for breath of
cool air from the water"
"Them napkins isn't mended,
crooked Mrs. Podham. discouragingly.
sTll flush 'em when come back"
said Natty. coaxingly. 'Do let me
go, just this oncel'
So that when Mr.. Gessner came out
to the edge of the lako with his pic
turc que Spanish cloak thrown across
one shoulder, and his sketching ap-
paratus under his arm, Natty Purple
sat in the boat ready to row him
whittier he would go.
"Hallo! said Paul. "Why, you're
grill
eyes, I'm a girl" apologetically
confessed Natty. s'But I'm good
hand to row, and know al about the
lake. can take you straight to Echo
Cove, where the waterlilies grow
thickest, and past the Old Indian
Rock, and
agreed" said Paul, good humorcd-
ly. but was therc no man about the
p.ac, to undertake this disagree able
jobi"
"Oh, it isn't disagreeable. said
Natty, earnestly. IL like to row!
And, besides, lido SO much want TO
earn fifty cents"
do you?" said Paul, as the little
boat, propelled by Natty's skilful
strokes, vanished into the deep shad-
ow of the overhanging birches that
fringed the lovely tides. MAY I ven
ture to ask why2'
"Oh, yes" said Natty. "Ifs no
secret. Iwant to go to the lecture to-
morrow night"
Paul Gessner smiled to himself in the
moonlight, as he sat there like Span
ish gondolier.
"Do you suppose it will be SO very
intere,tinga" said he.
"Interesting" echoed Natty. "Of
course it will be. Haven't you heard2
Mr.. Gessner is to deliver a lecture on
the Literature of Queen Ammo S
; T.me."
"And who is Mr.. Gessnera' demand
cd the young man.
, ..If you don't read the magazines, of
course you can't be expected to know"
said Natty Purple. with some natural
impatiencc. s'But have read every
thing he writes. He is stopping at our
. place now, they tell me-"
sIs hea' said Paul. '.You are the
| landlady's daughter, I presumed"
| mo, am not" acknowledged hon
, est Natty. 81 help in the kitchen.
am Natalie Purple"
.We.l, then, to be honest with you,
Miss Purple" aid Paul, really feeling
sting of conscience, ~ am Pau
i Gessnerp
n Natty gave such start that the boat
/, careened dangerously to one side.
g "Youl" she cried.
n eyes, II Now. if you will take mt
safe to the Echo Cove, will give yo'
G complimentary ticket. So, therel'
1t "No," said Matte, with true woman
j. ly pride, II accept no favors, evel
!, though am nothing but working
Is girl. If am to have ticket at all,