Telegram-herald., 1890-07-01

'-Dop't be hssty. litsls Castor. Pollux
Ray otly be taoaghtisss- Perhaps sAes
saF4ble yet
jules eyes flashed Well her
Eaot5er ought % DC. aay Way IN 20
Ing taeFe to-uorroS; aud III see her
mother, or faias trying An6 she shall
I know sh2t tank u that sort q . xsrl.
too- O1. manzaa. hOs e0zl1 sne frolie
and sing. sigh her poor little mother
slayiDg at = machine through the long
hot dsysy Ii 20 i1ea they ~ere As
Z poor - that Let's ID something.
hanna Let's get up boating pzrtr.
al Informal one. 2ai invite theu al:
and see II Ms Nell can keep her tired
little mothsr hidden then
Tiers, there. julie. cool down littlel
fou lOok quite hery- Bag tie idea
really isn't bad one. and l think III
call With you to-moFros. IS l ought 70
have done long ago"
So II happened that the next after
noon. Nell Wayne. airily twanging ber
banjo in the litElo parlor, was surprised
20 sec Mrs Kessler coming up the walk
with julie.
Mamma In? Why. ye-ea I'll call
her, and IN another minute the bent
little body. whom julie had met az the
gate, hurried IN. half-frightened look
on her face. and needles and pins Of as
sorted sizes on the front Of her rusty
black gown
You poor little starved creaturew
julie was commenting inwardly. To
think Of my eating iced oranges that
your poor prieked fingers had earnedr'
But Mrs kessler was talking in her
own sweet, sensible way, and gradually
chasing some OF the tired lines from the
worn little dress-maker's face. Pretty
Nells roses were uncomfortsbly red,
when she heard the invitation for the
following afternoon. and redder still
when the mother, with little gasp Of
establishment, said; 'Ohl how | should
enjoy IL! l used 10 love the water when
| was girl, but haven't even seen il
now for months. Idon't seem TO have
the time. II only could 60 tomorrow,
but"
"But what?' Mrs. Kessler smiled.
There is Mrs. Miller's dress 70 finish,
and il will take every minute until dark
tomorrow"
Then 1t was jules turn TO vent some
of her long-pent Indignation. and she
did IL with a sweet Inconsistencies that
would have convulsed her fun-loving
brothers
''Oh. my dear Mrs. Wayne. I'm sure
that excuse won't hold a minute.
Nell is so quick at any thing; she can
rush it through for you, know"
Mrs Wayne looked at her daughter
in dazed sort OF way, and there was
dead silence until Nell herself said
with queer snap in her voice: "Why,
yes; there'll be no trouble about the
dress. Mamma can go, of course. Well
all enjoy 1t immensely"
The dress actually was finished some-
how, and the Wayne family made up
part OF the happy party of the next
afternoon. One had but 10 look at the
face and figure of the tired little woul-
an in black, TO know that she, for one,
certainly was enjoying it immensely"
as her daughter had predicted. She
seemed TO freshen, as thirsty blossom
might have done, in the cool, sweet air;
ana tne IrOIlcSOno DreeZcS ana tho
plunge of the waves brought such color
and l!fe and sparkle TO her face. that
julie could hardly believe her tho same
care-worn creature Of the day before.
julie. meantime, was doing, as she
aftorward alfred, more missionary
work to the square inch" than she mad
ever gotten IN, in oil her years OF serv-
ico as president Of the Young Ladies'
Mission Society.
Mamma" she said, months after
ward, that's one solid comfort about
working with homo heather. You
know just when you've got 'em. You
were right about Nell; it was as much
lack OF thought as lack of principle,
and now she's such sweet solid help
full girl. that I'm sure no one could ever
accuse her OF doing the llittenish role,
or OF eating iced fruits in a cool parlor
while her tired little mother shipped
stuffy dresses all day in stuffy back.
room. "-Maud Rittenh ouse In interior