Mower County transcript., 1890-01-29

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Don't worry, pa, !" said Mrs. PinkneY,
''I'll risk Luoy!'' .5s ;3.5 GG#s
But one day 3 bomb Of misfortune fsill
into the camp of the Pinkneys. Ane'er-
do-well brother of the docUO-, s0n.e s. .oas
out in Kansas, for whom he had In
dorsed to considerable, amount, dtsap-
peared suddenly, and from CONT
competence the Pinkneys were plunged
into poverty. ,e5.
"This place must 70" said the doctor,
who had grown old and haggaN Within wfg
the last twenty-four hours. ''We'll have
to move to the little red house on Bar3
lock road. The girls must go to work,
The" #
Then his voice became strangely
muttied-the features of his face drew
to one side-he sunk helplessly on the
floor. NJ
"Paralyzed on the right side," said
the doctor, when he viewed the case.
'Oh, yes, he'll rally. He may live for
years. But his professional career is
over. What is that he's saying. "A
good thing the girls can support them
selves? Well, so it is, eh? wouldn't
try to talk If were you, doctor. But
don't fret-take things easy. It'll all
be right" &
The four elder Miss Pinkneys were
affectionate daughters, and at once be-
gan to consider their. futures and that
of their father. Miss Eliza boxed up a
number of paintings and sent them to
different art galleries in prominent
cities. Rosina applied for the principal
ship of high-grade school near by, and
sent fat bundle of manuscript, on the
sly, to New York publisher. Sophia
put an advertisement in q paper:
'Wanted-A situation as stenographer;
willing to 60 as low as SIS per week to
obtain experience" And Sarah de-
cided to take music pupils, and entered
an application rs organist to the new
church under Barloch hills.
| 'They pay six hundred year," said
she. Il may as we'll have it as any one
else."
While Lucy busted herself in waiting
on her father, and diligently picked up
all the dropped stitches of work which
Mrs. Pickney could no longer attend to,
the doctor took great fancy to his
youngest daughter in the capacity of
nurse.
II dare say the others mean well,"
said he, in that mufled, tongue-tied
speech which nobody but Lucy could un-
derstand. "But they step so heavy, and
they speak SO loud, and I can't make
'em comprehend what want! Lucy is
all the nurse need. Let them earn the
family bread; that's what they're fitted
for"
! AS time went on, however, the family
bread did not seem to get itself earned.
| Kiss ELIAS pictures came back with a
considerable amount of expressage due;
but no orders followed. Rosina lost not
only the high-salaried position at which
she had aimed, but the humber one
which she disdained. Nobody took the
least notice of Sophia's advertisement;
and Sarah, in her first attempt to play
the organ of the new church broke down
ignominiously. '-..
| "You should have known better tn an
to attempt, with the school of training
you have had," said the retiring organ
ist, a little, bald-headed enthusiast,
with eyes like Goals of steel-gray fire.
"Send Lucy to me!'
| 'L-l-ucy can't play" faltered Sarah
through her tears.
II don't know that!'' said the organ
ist. ''Lucy, at least, would know the
difference between one of Bach's
anthems and waltz by Chopin. Send
her to me, sayv'
So that all the four rhigh-complexioned
Miss Pinkneys sat helplessly bewailing
themselves around the family hearth
stone, while Lucy prepared inexpensive
dainties for them, mended their gloves,
and comforted them to the best of her
ability. The poor doctor listened un-
easily to the hum of their voices from
the next room.
"What are they doing there?" he
asked, in an indistinct fashion. "Why
don't they earn their living, eh?''
1--WE can't, pap cried the four Miss
Pinkneys, in chorus. ''There's so much
competition. We don't have any influ-
ence to back us!''
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their own personal friends, and no one
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There is no demand for type-writers
and stenographers," faltered Sophia.
cart is on the down-grade," declared
Eliza, while Sarah expressed herself
only by tears and silence.
Il suppose" said the doctor, I'VE
must live. They might put me into
hospital; but there's my poor wife! And
Lucy"
''Papa, it will be all right" soothed
Lucy. "You must have faith as grain
of mustard seed! Only wait!'
1t was on a blossomy, rain-sprinkled,
April Sunday when DR.. Pinkney was
able to hobble for the first time into the
new church, leaning on a cane on one
side, and on the other supported by
Sarah.
"You are SO clumsy!' said he, fret
fully. "You jerk me so! Where's Lucy?
Why didn't she Gomez"
''Lucy isn't as tall as I am, pa,"
whined poor Sarah, 'nor so strongp'
"But she's got more sense in her than
all the rest of you put together!" re-
torted the invalid.
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