The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1890-10-15
HOW IT ENDED.


By ANY RANDOLPH
"Of course am very sorry for you, my
DEAR said Mrs. General Gore, oompla-
Gently arranging the lappeis of her new
lace cap, rs she SIT before the blazing IRE
Of Liverpool coal. And dare say you
will soon find some occupation 10 suit
you. But il Is quite impossible for u to
help you. The General has 50 very many
claims on his purse, you see. And, real
ly, when We come to think Of it. you
are only but q sort Of third or fourth
cousin"
Ruby Phelps looked at the fair, plump,
elegantly dressed mstron with q sort Of
amazement. She had come to The city in
the most perfect confidence that Mrs.
Gore would help her, advise her-per-
haps even offer her home in the Fifth
Avenue mansion until some opportunity
TO earn her bread should offer itself 70
her.
But said she, What am 1 to
do?'
Dear me- said Mrs. Gore, what q
very strange question should think
that you might have made up your mind
as to that long before you leff your
hone.p
Il wasn't as wise then IS am now,
said Ruby, with flaming cheeks, as she
rose to depart, reminded invoIuatarily Of
the old parable Of the Priest and the
Leyite.
Don't you think you had better go
back to Mushroom Hollow" said Mrs.
Gore, sweetIy.
aNo, / don't Ir said Ruby and she
went away without another word she
would have died sooner than tell Ars-
Core th.t she had not enough money
left for return ticket TO Mushroom Hoi-
low
oat into the snowy dark she crept
with a strange, empty feeling al her
heart. She did not know where to go, 80
she simply followed the current OF pass
ers-by-and when she came to humble
little bakery. she opened the door and
went in
Il have had nothing to eat since NOR
ning.5 she said TO herself . cannot
starye.r
At the back Of the store there were two
or three little oilcloth-coyered tables
she sat down at the nearest one, and ask
ed, meekly, for roll and a cup Of tea
and Is she ate and drank, she could hear
the mistress offhe place scolding girl
across the counter
g You promised to come tonight she
said, and now you've thrown me over ;
and I'd like to know what I'm to do and
Just our busy season, too get married
indeed ; If you was going to get married,
why didn't you say SO at first?'
And her diatribe was only ended by
the abrupt fiouncing out Of the store OF
the young woman whom she was scold,
ing.
Ruby Phelps had listened intently to
this little by-play.
She was a girl of some decision and
originality. Her mind was made up al
once.
She rose and came forward to the coun.
ter.
Cannot do % said she You need
a helper. l want work. / viii come fol
| low wages until / have learned your
ways i am willing and active. VIII you
try me ?"
" But,r gasped Mrs Ely-for that was
her name you are lady y
al am woman who wants work,
said Raby. think / could suit you j
you would but allow me trial.
Sly will say it ain't business said
the bakers wife. "But do need helT
dreadful. and never yet nistook in peo
pies faces. Yes, you may come-ior Z
trial week, al least Miss"
"C4Il me Ruby" said the girl NJ,
name Is Roblna Pnelps-
And that night she slept under th,
humble roof Of the Sixth Avenue ba
kerry.
At the end Of the week Mrs Ely de
clared that she never had q help tina
suited her like Ruby Phelps.
The girl was quiet and efficient Sh'
saw everything. and was prepared for al
emergencies. But she had been in be
new place only three months when goo'
Mr.. Ely died.
The poor widow wept and wrung be
hands.
@Oh, dear, oh, dear !" hecried, wha
is to become Of me The children are al
babies, and not cent of insurance ol
Ely's life We're as good as beggars, an
what shall do!"
Go on with the business, to be sure,
said Buby, calmly.
Mrs. Ely stopped whimpering, an
stared at the speaker.
But am only a woman said sht
aI couldn't run the business"
Then let me DO it, said Ruby.
know that / could go on jnst as Mr.. Fl
was doing. he was talking about enlars
ing the restaurant. We could serve twer
ty tables as well as ien We could sers
creams, and ices, and chocolate, as We
as tea and rolls. There IS Emile, the ne
French baker, esn get up anything. an
: little Kate makes delicious tarts an
8 pates. We may as well be Z fashionabl
: place rs s mere hakerT. And then, 70
: know, we can charge accordingly. 4
that we want is to get Cur names up.