Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1891-10-13
HOUSE TO LET.

cases on the pine table in tho corner.
1--we seen it coming this long time"
said Selma THE landlord has been as
good and considerate as possible
"De lanlord's an old harpyi" said Dor
cas-. "Lan'lords allays isl"
mo, he's not" persisted Selma I'VE
owe him eight months rent already, and
do not know how he is ever to get his
money | would offer him the piano
and the carved rosewood parlor set, If
thought they would possess any value in
his eyes-in part payment mean.
Dorcas rolled up the coffee colored
whites Of her eyes.
dat piano as was Miss Adelaide's
when frs she come from Baltimo' board
ing schools" said she dat lubly fun
chure as was made to order in Annaplisl
No, Miss Lina-not wiv dis chile's con
sentv
And she rolled ~ thin old damask Ia
BILE cloth very tight and packed it into
the basket with emphasis
Mamma must know nothing Of this
Dorcas," said Selma sadly.
Dunno how you'se gwine to keep it
from her. Miss Lima"
at can he done, Dorcas. I've thought
it all out" said the girl She must be
made 10 suppose that she's going To spend
few days with .uy employers at New
port
Has dey done asked her. Miss LinaY'
mo, you goose! ! don't suppose that
they even know that I've got mother
am only typewriter and steuograpGer
in their eyes, and render my services at
SO much day. Mrs. Plnlimmon is
known all through New York ~ Il fe
male phianlhropist, but while she's
helping poor Immigrants out of the
slums and rectifying the s.Jpshop ques-
ton, she don't appreciatr that "a well
dressed southern lady may lu IN sore
straits. But she'll make as good fig-
urohead as any other.
Miss Lima" said Dorcas, after "a brief
silence. during which she rolled aud
sprinkled pattsd aad folded w,.h un
ceasing vigilance.
Well
II knows whar could Git iOur dol
Lars week for laundrrss or five for
cook. l'ink o dat, Mi-a L.la."
"Do YOU want to leave us. Dorcas?
The old woman uttered a subdued
Rroan. Lord knows it amt dat. Miss
Lima! Lord knows it's honor enough to
work for de ole Spcnccrs! But it's
money we uns wants--ar ebery cent o
do ole woman's wages, dey II come back
to ole missus and Miss Lima"
The long lashes droppci over Selma
Spencer's lovely hazel eyes Its Of no
use, Dorcas," said she. We've got to
bend before the storm. HUH Do you
hear that tapping"
Somebody knocking at de dor cried
Dorca.. "Why on arr dou't dey ring de
bellY'
"No," Selma, detaining her az she
was about to answer the supposed sum-
mons. "It's the agent pC.t!ug up the
To Let But whatever happens, Dor
cas-, don't let mamma known
She rose, and getting up her hat and
gloves, went up the wide, gloomy old
staircase Dorcas looked after her and
shook her turbaned head.
"Meks b'lieve she's pow'ful brave"'
muttered she. thinks ole Dorcas dunno
she's cryin dis berry m.lute! Why didn't
she marry Mars George BerEeity when
he axed her an sabr narlof all ta;s tyou.
ble?"
Up in the dimly lighted sitting room
Mrs. Spencer sat, a faded belle of the
olden days The piano wgs open, the
window was full OF carefully tended
plants; pink shaded lamp turned on
the table, and Mrs. Spencer herself was
engaged in crewel work wil' sloE Ian
guild fingers
"You are later than usual luuig.it. Sc
lina," said she fretfully. "PcThdp1 voHr
idea Of dutiful daughter H. different
from mine, but think any ainouut Of
Shakespeare and Browning classes
oughtn't 70 take so much oi yoM tme
away from your mother
III stopped to give Dorcaa mdrrs in the
kitchen, mamma" Selma raul'glly
answered But I'm all raady now
What shall | read to you until thc tea
comes up;"
We'll" said the poor lady feebly, I'D
like few chapters Of the Scottish
Chiefs 1t was the first nove my dear
papa ever allowed me to read and in
my opinion your 'Ouidas and 'Braddons
don't come near it.
And while Selma read ont the trials of
Helen Mar and Bruce the brave. she
wondered how on earth she should man.
age about showing the house to the eager
sightseers who would he sure to BE- at
tracted by the legend "'ro Let" on the
morrow
Cant 20 IN dat ar roomr said Dor
cas- iuterposing her stout figure between
Il hard featured house hunter and the
door OF Mrs. Spencer's houloir Oats
private, dat ar Isl
Anything wrong in the room:' sharp
ly questioned the woman
Nom. " stolidly responded Dorcas.
Ceilings cracked. Water pipes
BURST
Nom
Then why cant | see II with a
sudden push in that direction
She might as well have attempted TO
charge battery Of artillery Old Dorcas
stood immoyable
Lady amt well mum said che
Cant nobody 20 in dat room! Tole 20
20 afore!
Anything contagious|
Nom"
Sure
'Yes'm. sartin shuah"
Very we'll" said the house hunter,
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