The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1890-01-01


81 wouldn't put liniment on it just
yet" advised Fanny. "EIave you any
sugar of lead2"
Every likely. Look in that medicine
box in the cupboard. There's little of
everything there, almost.
Fanny found the sugar of lead, and
then some linen suitable for bandage.
She put the sugar of lead in a basin,
added cold water, soaked the bandage
in it and then wrapped it around the
swollen ankle. She went about it like
a professional nurse.
"That feels very COOLING" Mrs. Hen
derson gratefully said.
"There is nothing reduces a swelling
like sugar of lead water, " replied Fanny.
I'll wet the bandage every now and then
with it. Jrst you remain quiet, dearie,
and don't bother yourself about any
thing. You have no girll'
"No, ,;hild," Mrs. Henderson said
"We cannot afford to keep one"
"I'll get uncle his dinner" announced
Fanny.
get-George his dinner"
repeated Mrs. Henderson.
Fanny noticed the incredulity in her
tone, laughed prettily, and said;
"Why shouldn't II If you will allow
me to skirmish around I'll manage to find
things. However, it isn't near dinner
time yet. When l went to the kitchen
for the basin | saw you had sprinkled
the clothes. Shall l iron themi"
She saw the odd smile that came to
her tired aunt's lips and correctly inter
preted it.
"Maybe you think 1 can't iron?' she
pleasantly said. ''Just you wait and
seen
"But the dress you have on, Miss At
woodl It"
"Was selected for service, completed
Fanny. "of course I'll put on one of
your aprons"
When George Henderson returned
from his errand, he heard some one sing
ing cheerily in the kitchen. He stepped
in and saw his niece ironing away as
deftly as if she had spent the best part of
her life at it. She made such a pretty
picture that he stood still and looked at
her.
GLOW do you do, uncle2" twinkle of
merriment in her brown eyes; then she
went and kissed him, standing on tip-toe
TO do 50.
"Im glad you've come, Fanny" he
said with heartiness. 81 suppose Matte
explained why did not meet you at the
station! But, why are you ironing2
Where is Mattiel"
''She is lying down, uncle. She fell
and sprained her ankle"
Mr.. Henderson stepped into the sting
room, look of concern on his face.
'Why, dear, how did this happen?"
he kindly asked.
"Oh, how does anything happen9" she
replied, little querulously. "Through
my own awkwardness, no doubt. al
most tainted, the pain was so great"
"Does it pain you now, dear2"
81 am glad to say that it doesn't"
I'll bathe it with sugar of lead water, ="
he said. "There isn't anything better"
Fanny has already done that" re-
piled the wife. "It was her own sugges-
ton"
"Oh" calculated Mr.. Henderson, with
increasing appreciation of his niece.
"And she insists upon ironing. A
pretty mess she'll make of it!"
"Well, maybe not" Mr.. Henderson
said in a quiet tone. 81 watched her a
little while. Matte, you are good ironer,
but she is your equal"
"Oh, nonsense, Georgel" exclaimed
his wife. ''Reared in the city, as she
has been"
Didn't necessarily make her lazy,
silly, novel-reading imbecile," intefrup-
ted her husband. perhaps we haven't
been Just to Fanny. / think she is a
solid, energetic, capable sort of girl,
and it is lucky that she came"
"Well, hope it may prove so, - doubt
inely rejoined the wife. 'George, there's
the butterw
''I'll churn that, " he said. Gwen get
along. Just keep your mind at ease.
You will get about much sooner if you
do"
Fanny Atwood prepared dinner, now
and then slipping into the sitting-room to
wet the bandage, and to chat in her
CHEEKY way with her patient.
On the third day Mrs. Henderson was
able to hobble to the kitchen, where she
found everything in most excellent
order.
"Look at my currant jelly" Fanny
proudly said, as she held up one of the
glass jars to the light. 1t was translucent
and bright as ruby tinted wine.
at is very nice, Mrs. Henderson said,
"How much sugar did you take2"
Pound for pound" replied Fanny.
II wasn't eXtravagant, was II"
"You were wise" her agatusaid with
smile.
cellar
Fanny, did you whitewash the shir-
way!" she asked in surprise.
''Yes, auntie. 1t needed it. I knew
you meant to do it, for l saw you had
Stacked the lime. Isn't it nicely done ~
every nicely" Mrs. Henderson said.
"But it wasn't right for you to do it,.
Surely your hands"
''Loo& at them, Fanny SAID, laugh
ing. 'They are as white and soft as
any lady's. l put gloves on--and then
l have sort of dainty way of working.
1 can do it well without pitching into it
all over. If it was right for you 10
whitewash the cellar-way, it was right
for me TO whitewash it. came here TO
help you aud to spare you; TO ride the