New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-09-14
THAT CAROLINY GIRL.
4 NEWCOMER AT THE wIDOw'Sl

HANSON, Sept. o." m almost AFRAID tno cMIo
u bsginnin' to grow up"
10 wa Mrs. Jacobs who spoke. She was sitting
In her frsns room placidly braidinR old pieces of
woo!lsA eletA into . rug. II was very warm
dAy. Tso warm for anybody to work. Mrs
IAndss, N ssms Kind Of light gown that was
~sxy piatn. and yet that nuIed out on tho floor
- her feet In . way often and silently admired
oy Daily was leaning very far back in . long
sxsmer-ohair she had snoe provided for herself
10 enc Of her sojsurns in this house. She looked
half aslssh She had just said that it soothed
Der - ses Some enc working, and to know that
shs hsrseN need not Lift her finger. She made
tie statement that abe did not think that she
should enjoy being lazy If she did not know that
Thousands were sweating for their bread. That
knowledge gave . sweetaess 10 her Incidence,
she asserted.
Mrs Jacobs locked up at her shrewdly, the
sauint in her eye more than usually noticeable.
you ON talk Ike that a. much as you want
10, u mo- abe said. but you needn't let Daily
hear you. It's mighty poor stuff for grown
woman 70 say
To this Mrs Lander had replied that she was
not going to corrupt Daily in any way. She
added that the child now believed that she. Mrs.
Lander. was . kind Of angel, and she did not wish
70 undeoeivs her.
u was at this point in the conversation that
Mrs. Jacobs said she was afraid Daily was grow
Ing up.
"She may have been older than you thought
when you found her down South" she SAID.
You called her fourteen, you know"
Yes" said Mrs. Lander, sleepily: III you
want my honest opinion. Mrs. Jacobs l think 1t
aged her in some way having that struggle to
make up her mind to ask Mrs. Winslows PARDON
it WAS " wrench"
1>>r hHotA ND r1o mad hor
hands over her knee.
II advised her for her good" she remarked,
.arnestly. II couldn't see no other way. She'd
ions wrong. you know"
"Ycs but il her confession had been received
IN Tine right spirit, the effect would have been
so different. it was unfortunate that that woman
oould be such a-such a devil
The sentence was finished more softly than her
other words had been spoken.
We can't help folks bein' DEVILS said Mrs
Jacobs.
NO; but we can refrain from abasng our
selves TO them
on her knee IIcr face was more and more over
c,.se She usually knew decidedly what she
thought, but IN regard TO Daily her anxiety made
her sometimes almost vacilating
You think I done wrong?' she asked.
II .hink you were the cause of Mrs Winslow's
committing the sin of not forgiving.'
Il tell you I'm not gon 10 saddle myself with
her SINS" energeticauy exclaimed the widow.
SHE may take care of herself"
she will. Let her alone for that
Mrs Lander closed her eyes if for nap
But her companion knew she was not asleep; and
lad no compunction in speaking again, after ST.
hence.
IFS Daily I'm thinkin' about. She's grown
lott I az I nj a
long clo'cs onto hex ~ she'd seem kinder more
mature Nc
If she lives she will be Obliged to get kind of
mature. rs The penalty we pay to the years,
came from To !org chair
oh, do hope shll bring her up right! cried
Mrs jacobs. in an undertone. as if 10 herself.
What il sou should Shift the responsibility to
rle?" inquired Mrs. Lander
WHAT"
MIS-. jacobs rose suddenly, letting her scissors
fall with a clattcr.
The othec woman opened her eyes and looked
with slow intentness nj her companion. AS for
Mrs Jacobs, she felt as il she had been struck.
Size had never though: Of this. She believed
sle knew Mrs Lander we'll enough to he con-
yinced that she would not want the trouble Of
Daily.
you look rs if were q tiger, threatening 10
dcvour the child" said Mrs. Lander now waving
an eld-fashioned feather fan that had lain in her
Jap
There was no reply The widow was fright
eued at the bare thought OF life without Daily
Why Daily had become what seemed life Itself
She tried to draw herself mp with tie ques-
ton, Sharply asked Of herself Is it for her
good? Not for outward good, but for the SOUL
the individual, everlasting soul"
But IL Mrs Lander ever wanted her. the time
Sba sl,ntr NOT
Don't get excited, she said, soothingly. Il
won't take her now She shall lc still further
discipline for Mrs Winslow ! see you are at
tnched to her
Attached 20 her" repeated Mrs, Jacobs al
most with sob But her eyes were dry. Her
heart was burning. How foolish She had been
after ali these years, to really love anything
Don't suffer-" gently exclaimed Mrs. Lander.
The tone was as ii she had recommended her
friend not to take cold: but the look in her
face bore very different interpretation She
sat upright in her chair and put out Lcr hand
to touch the widows arm
Arc you sorry sent her lcre?" she asked.
mo. no." was the reply. Mrs. Jacobs went ont
OF the room. She mounted the stairs TO that
spare chamber where She was accustomed to &"
when she wished to be entirely mndis'urbcd
But with her hand on tie door She remembered
that the spare chamber was now Mrs. Lander
'oorn.
She stood a moment.
"Taint no thinkin',' she said in whisper
IL know Lowry Lander like a book: She 5 soft
n she's sweet, n she's generous, n You cant
help luun' her but when She wants her own way
she's goin' to have it,
Mrs Jacobs went icsOlutcly downstairs again.
and, still with that air OF resolution. she began
picking up Baldwin apples TO dry apples. as She
said, were "skerce" this year, and she must make
she most Of them. She and all Of the folks near
had already begun to dry But She did not
experience the usual pleasant sense of thrift be-
cause she was saving something. The September