Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-05-21
Well, it's about your Aunt

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come East to live, and I'm sort u hunt
ing up her relations said Mrs. Smith.
She amt sick, is sheP' gasped NJ 8.
Peck.
she amt over and above hearty
Pretty well to dop' said Mr.. Peck.
Not so well off as she could wish
Friend o. her'n?' asked Mr.. Peck,
gnawing away at the neck OF the all
cient fowl, which was the only portion
left for his regalement.
Not especially SAID Mrs. Smith.
There's lots o. things about Phebe
Powle that don't like. But l live In
the same house with her; so, as I said
before, I'm sort o. huntln' up her rela-
tions In case she has need of 'em.'
Mrs. Peck laid down her knife and
fork.
Peck said she, we'd orter have
Aunt Powle here. An old lady like
that. and all alone in the world, and
our own flesh and blood. too!'
My DEAR said Pepper Peck, giving
up the scraggy neck as bad bargain,
and be- aking himself to sundry knobs
of dumping as deadener TO appetite,
sd be very glad to give a home 10
any relation o. your'n, but l dunno
where on earth we'd put her.
Mrs. Peck considered.
Tommy and Jake could have t-un-
die bed under Uncle Ned's bedstead, ,
said She And lilly and Lefty could
have the boys room. And Aunt Powle
could sleep IN the corner bedroom. It's
plain place, but it's comfortable. l've
a new rag carpet. 'most wove, for the
floor, and there's an open fireplace,
and
We could do that said Mr.. Peck
YOU'RE a master hand to contrive
things, Eliza. l never see the beat of
you.'
But interposed the newcomer,
'ain't there another relation lives out
this way-one Jane Ann Emeryl'
To be sure.' assented Mr.. Peck.
she married Squire Sellon. But our
folks don't have much acquaintance
with her. She's deal too grand for
US. Eliza never gets invited TO none
of her tea-6ghts nor quiltin '-bees. But
she's Aunt POwle's niece, on the faith
er's side. Her mother
Then I'd ought TO go and see her,
too. said Mrs. Smith, brIskly.
81 don't reckon it'll be OF much use, ,
said Mrs. Peck, obviously.
Anyhow, L mean to try declared
Mrs Smith.
Mrs. Squire Sellon lived IN a new
house, newly painted, with new carpets
on the floors, and painful atmosphere
of gentility about the plush sofas and
staring Brussels carpets.
Mrs. Smith, however, walked reso-
lutely in, and confronted the mistress
of all these splendors.
I've come to see you about your Aunt
Powle,' said she, folding her hands
above the handle of her bag, iu a bus
iness-like way.
My Aunt Powle?' repeated Mrs
Squire Sellon, visibly going back TO the
glacial period. Il have not the pleasure
of knowing her.
But she's your fathers sister,
I-believe-so.' unwillingly admit
ted Mrs Sellon. All the same, l don't
know her.
she's DID, said Mrs. Smith. she's
come to the time of life when she needs
the company and help OF her nieces. i
know, because 1 live IN the same house
with her.
The freezing process plainly went on.
Mrs. Squire Scion drew herself up.
Il presume,' said she, there are
plenty of institutions where a deserving,
Old female can-'
oh, 1 dare say!' interrupted Mrs.
Smith, who was certainly something
abrupt IN her manners. But she feels
just as l should feel myself. She don't
like to come OH charity
Neither do keep charitable inSti-
tuition said Mrs. Sellon, sourly, 'I've
never seen this POwle woman in my
life. she's nothing to me. Mr.. Sellon
would highly dlSapprove of being called
on to support all my poor relations
Then you'll do nothing for her?
said Mrs. Smith.
Il am ssrry that it is quite out of my
Dower,' said Mrs. Sellon, primly smooth
ing the folds of her stiff silk gown all
pursing up her lips.
Yet said Mrs. Smith, glancing
around, you seem to be pretty well of
in the worlds goods
Mr.. SellOn and me haven't made cur
money by helping all the shlftleS5 folks
that don't know how to take care o
themselves crisply observed Mrs. Sci
lon. Please TO excuse me now. Pm
very much engaged to-day
Il think said Mrs. Smith. that
you'd better 60 and see your aunt In
New \ ork. She sort of Expects some
recognition from you. Pepper Peck
and his wife are going, by my request.
Up went Mrs. Squire SeI!On's fine
aquiline nose,
Pepper Peck and his wife, indeed
said She However, my husband Las
a friend who is one of the directors of
the Ingrahan Institute for the deserv-
ing Poor. 1t may possibly be woIt.
our while to bestir ourselves In tbs
direction. What is the address? II
Rochester Block? Ola fiatl'
And the aquIline nose took a still
further Sc in a skvward direct on.
We'll, it is a fiat acknowledged
Mrs. Smith. But in New York folks
have to live how they can
AS for you, my goo woman said
Mrs. Sellon, Il hope you Will expect no
reward for thus officiously espousing
| Mrs Powle's cause. L need not say
that in that case you will be disap-
pointed
'Oh, L don't expect anything said
Mrs. Smith.
1t was on fine autumn afternoon
hat Mrs. Pepper Peck and Mrs. Squire
Sellon stood together on the STEPS of
the Rochester Block in New York.
This can't be the place. said Mrs.
Sellon.
It's what's writ on the paper,' sail
Mrs. Peck. Y Dung man. to The
elegant parsonage in black, trimmed
with gold buttons, who opened the
door, is this fiatp'
Rochester Block, ladies' said the
elegant parsonage. This way to the
elevator, please! Whom do you wish to
see9 Mrs. Powle? Quite rightl Tnis
wayl Number IA. second fioor.'
DO you think it's safe?' whispered
Mrs. Peck to Mrs. Sellon, timIdly eye