Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-08-06
JULIET'S MUSIC LESSONS.
How an Enterprising Country Girl Earned
Her Own Money.

How Enterprising Country Girl Earned
Her Own Money.
cts the same old story. There's no
money to buy anything except seed,
stock and machinery. I'm tired of
farm life, anyway" said Juliet Dean
one April morning, as she stood before
the dresser braiding her long fair hair,
getting ready for school.
Now Juliet, you can't say your
father is stingy with you, when he has
money to spare. He wants to give you
music lessons, but -"
yes, mother, | know l have one of
the best fathers living. I'm only
grumbling because he has chosen
hard vocation. Farm life seems to me
all work and no pleasure. Never mind
me. mother, I'll get the lessons some
way" and with a hasty ''goodby,"
Juliet ran down the path and hurried
to school, knowing she was a little
late"
For some days the young girl thought
much over plans to earn the money to
pay for those lessons, but doing moth
ing, until something" came in her way
which proved to be the very thing.
One afternoon when returning from
school, she met a small colored boy
with hands full of early spring bios
sons
why, Davy! you must love flowers,
to gather so many of them; what will
you do with them,'' she asked.
Il sells 'em ter de sleepin' car con-
ductah He'd like it if / could get
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"Why, what does he want with them"
was her next question.
''He sell 'em ter de fine folks at de big
hotels in de city at de end oh de road, :"
said Davy, gathering up his treasures
and moving on.
Juliet thought for week over Davy's
words, and again sought out the boy
asking him to see if the ''conductah'
would take her flowers.
'Davy didn't know, he lowed mebby
he mont, he'd asst an find OUT
Its like this" thought Juliet. Sin
the village I couldn't sell a flower for
any event. / have no sale for even beau
tiful specimens of flowers, but perhaps
/ may find a purchaser for few in the
city"
Davy brought the word, that every
other morning, when the ''conductah"
was on his homeward run, he could take
a bouquet at fifty cents each, if they
were prettily arranged.
"Now | must see to it they are pref
ty,'' said Juliet resolutely.
The first bouquet, composed princi-
pally of fragrant May pinks, blue bells
and blue bottles, with plenty of green
and loosely arranged SO that every
flower displayed its beauty, pleased
banker who had not yet forgotten the
old garden where the old-fashioned
mother grew her pinks and the blue
bells, oh, how he hunted the first ones
for the fair young girl who had long
slept under clump of them.
Tender memories rushed into that
bankers heart as he inhaled the per-
fume of that bouquet and hummed:
800 you remember sweet Alice Ben Bot,
Whose ewes were so blue and hair was SO
brown"
"Only think. mother, three bouquets
very week. one dollar fifty cents" said
the delighted girl.
About once each week there was an
order for two bouquets.
Dat Teller sells flowers ter de quail
ity, Missy Juliet. He makes it pay
said Davy one morning, as he brought
an order for three bouquets.
But the spring flowers were soon gone,
and Juliet had to work harder to make
up attractive bouquets, and some way
folks liked the old-fashioned posies
best.
When the June lilies came she had a
harvest. The half dozen white lily
plants were unusually full of bloom,
and Carter was glad to take all she
could send of feathery grasses, trailing
vines and lilies, lemon and white
Juliet took special care to not crowd
into one bouquet too many colors, so
that every flower should have room to
show its shape and color.