The morning call., 1890-07-02
RUBIES AND RUBBISH.


E@Ie village called BallyGan, situate about
- twelve miles from the fair city OF Dublin.
Their father had been an officer in tile army
his widow inherited only small pension OF some
el3O year. Mrs. WiDslow had no private for
Tune; at her death il would become inevitable
that her children should earn their own living.
They were pleasant, bright girls both OF them,
with rosy, fair compilations, dark gay eyes. and
abundance OF rich brown hair; both were tall
and slight; both had white, even teeth ana
winning smiles; both were well educated and
accomplished. They had received their eduea-
ton at a public school for the daughters OF
officers. Both were iull OF the hopes and dreams
of youth; both were good-tempered; both
But we seem to be describing one sister In de-
scribing two. There was, after all, great
difference between them, and the sequel Of this
tale will prove the truth Of the assertion.
Emily was %. She was engaged TO marry the
son OF the rector OF tie parish.
Bernard Alwck was a candidate for orders.
When lie became cuTate lie hoped 10 marry
Emily. True, she had not farthag, and his
father, who had large family, could not allow
him anything, although he intended 10 furnish
the house for the young couple; but hope was
high IN tie breast OF young Alwtck; he meant
to write books, TO compose music, and take the
world by storm generally: and he thought gay
Emily The mos charming girl III The Whole
world.
Kate was engaged TO Il struggling and, as yet,
unappIecldteu artist, named Frank Ashley, a
handsome, sweet temper ed, out.at-elbows, clever
youth Of OLD family aud meageT fortune; gentle
man every inch Of MIN, but po0r-very poor
In tie yOuth-time OF health poverty does not
matter much wealth can be safely despised by
hopeful, happy cynlc oil seventeen, WHO De-
neyes only IN love and scarcely al all IN gold
Meanwhile these young country ladies' were
mol idle; they tended lie fruits ana flowers IN
their mothers garden; they gave RESPONSIBILITY
taught French and drawing ana hdie taught
German and music in a large school, Quilt on the
wooded side OF a hill over cooking glorious Dublin
Bay. EElly earned $50 year, and KATE earned
Inc same sum. Both sisters taught alternate days
at Seaview, and the rXtTa 800 year really filled
Hawthorn cottage with comforts Nearly every
Sunday Frank came over and spent lie day with
year slipped away, two, three. Emily was
now 2G-kate was "a Bernard Alwick was 4
very poor cnrate In very poor Dublin parish;
lie had only &fO year, ana he coud not sell MS
music or his essays. How was he 10 marry
Emily? She laughed as often but not quite so
gayly rs she had laughed three years before;
aud Frank, clever, bright and earnest student as
he was, was stlll scarcely appreciated How
could lie ask Kate to share a garnet with HIM?
Sometimes Kate lay awake at nights and asked
herself II she would ever be his wife.
One kol evening In July Mrs. WinsloW sat with
her daughters al yea. ne gris mad Deen BUSY
all day; now hey ielt hot ana tlre1j cup Of
tea wa refreshing, was dish of fine straw
berries gathered from the garden.
1--WE ought 10 be thankful" said Emily; "but
somehow have been wishing lately, OIL SO ear
nestiy. that somebody would leave couple OF
thousands apiece to Kate and to mel'
II would be very NICE" said Kate, putting
lump OF sugar into her tea; but suppose We
must earn more money somehow. wish could
wrlle a successful novel, or invent new med-
"0r If some rich relation would suddenly find
US ont, aud give US each 95oO0!' exclaimed
Emily.
There is your great-aunt Sarah" sald Mrs.
Nnslow, "a very rich woman, with neither
chick nor ehIld-a terrible old maid who Will
p leave all her wealth TO public charities sup
pose"
''Ah, she was papa's aunt" cried Kate "You
have never spoken OF her since We were little
children, do tell US all about her, mother!"
Al that moment the little mald-serVanto OF Haw-
thorn Cottage entered.
III you please, ma am, there's most ragged
old woman at Tie door wants to see you she
says she's not had food since last night"
GIVE her some Stale bread" sald Emily; but
Kate got up and went to tie back door, where
she saw old woman bent nearly double with
years aud lnirmitieS She wore a desperately
Old gown; her face was wrapped round, framed
IL were IN an olG brown shawl The face OF
lie begEar WTinkled and yellow; two sharp
cunning black eyes looked out upon the bloom.
lug face OF Kate, and Tie thin, withered lips
sueered.
"I'm poor and starving and for all It's July
Pm cowld; when you are as ould you'll be
cowld In july
Yes" SAID Kate, kindly, "age brings palms,
She wondered If Old age would md her with
the same cold angry look IN her eyes as this old
what can l do for you? VIII you come to
The kitchen fire and have some bread and butter
and some hot lea Pr
You are kind my dear" said the old woman.
with a smile that made her even ugler than be-
foIei and kindness Is not common in this
world. Yes, FL have a sup of hot tea,
aud a warm by the fire, and bit OF bread
and I'll lave you my blessing aud that Will do
you good"
Kate smiled sweetly.
" l like to have the blessings OF the POOR"
she said; but am not rich myself, must tell
you
THAT'S what all you fine folks say,n retorted
the old woman, with grim smile; 'Dut It's false
all the same"
hot. c11
clear young voice, raised In an accent OF con
temp uous scorn.
lie old woman was by this time established In
low wooden armchair close by the bright little
Kitchen IRE. She had not noticed The entrance
Of that tall fine girl, Emily Winslow, attired in a
.fich-looklng pompadour of black cherry-color,
and wearing a large silver locket and chain
round her neck. Emy's cheeks glowed like
loses, her gray eyes shone, she held her head
high
The old beggar looked at her angrily.
IAN Impairment oud creature. am /? And
phase what do you call yourself, miss2"
- wonder. Kate" said Emily, ignoring the
beggar and turning to her sister, g." wonder that
you encourage such dreadful people-that
woman must be tpsy."
Size had not meant her accusation to reach the
ears OF The beggar; but unfortunately for the
peace OF those concerned Old Peggy actually
heard il.
She sprang to her feet and began a torrent OF
abuse.
May your lover prove false to you" she said;
may you never hear the sound of your chill
dren's voices; may old age find you hated and
lone, ONE, Wlthered Oud maid, whom all the
WOTrOld" Il. e., world " hateS-bad luck TO We
FOR proud peacock"
Emily was not sentimental or supersttious.
She had strong health high courage and a tenn
beggars violence.
You absurd old creature" she said, do you
think l. am weak enough to be frightened at
years ago they would have burnt yon for a
witch; but nowadays We don't believe in such
nonsense. You had better go away and II / hear
of the ViiaUR ma IN
prison"
The miserable old woman was walking toward
the door In great hurry, Just as II she had sud
denly come 10 her senses, and awakened 10 a fear
OF the consequences, when Kate laid a gentle
band on her shoulder.
Calm YOURSELF" she said kindly. 81 asked
you TO have tea and bread and butter, and TO
warm yourself by the fire, and meant it. You
are tred and hungry and cold, hot as the day
has been, because your blood is thin, and you
are weak and old. DON'T let anger get the better
OF you"
The old woman stopped short and gave hard,
cold look into the fair, sweet face OF Kate.
Ii am not to let my anger get the better OF
me what have you to say to that proud peacock,
Emily Winslow
4" she is my sister; she is too hasty not sympa-
tneuc enough; bnt she IS not cruel She heard
you speak little roughly, and she grew angry.
Come, sit down, l Will moi lei you 70 away tin
you have eaten something"
LAY, but IT'S yourself that's saint" said the
old woman.
She hid her ugly Old face In her claw.lIke
nands, as IL she wished to hide her tears aud
Kate led her back TO her seat by the fire.
In the meantime Betty the maid haG poured
out cup OF tea and cut pldteful OF bread and
butter for the old woman
Here Is milk and sugar II you like them"
said Betty.
e Mind you wash the cup and saucer well after
she is gone" whispered Emily TO the maid
The old woman did not hear that remark We
cannot blame Emily FOR giving such an order:
the Deggar was one OF the dirtiest old women ii
is possible to imagine.
Emily went into the parlor where her mother
was buSllg engaged 10 knitting
"Oh, mamma, Kate has such an awful old
woman at tea in the kitchen-a regular tIpsy old
tTamp!"
Tipsyp said Mrs. Winslow. "Are you sure,
Eniy?'
:" Well. she is SO abusive and so impairment
that feel sure that if she is not tipsy she is
mad"
But you should not be too hasty, Emily, in
bringing accusations. will go and see for my
SELF"
Mrs. Winslow walked Into the kitchen. She