The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1892-11-30

"lts Cousin Ollve, saying good'Dy TO
Mr.. Walbridgei"
Mrs. Jennifer contracted her snowy
black eyebrows slightly.
''Is Elise there, too2'
"Why, no, mamma-don't you re-
member Elise went out for walk2"
Mrs. Jennifer said nothing more; but
to one used to the Interpretation Of
dumb show, world of meaning might
have been deciphered in the swift way
in which her needle few in and out
Of the cambrc rufile she was hemming.
"Olivelr she called, sweetly, as the
closing of the front door gave notice
that the visitor had at last taken his de.
parture; and by way of answer, bright
faced young girl presented herself in the
doorway girl with shining brown
tresses tied with blue ribbon, soft brown
eyes, and fresh, blooming complexion,
like the pink blossoms that cluster on
the kalmia bushes in May.
"Well, auAtY" she said.
"I've been wanting to speak to you
for some time, Olive, dear-sit down, "
purred Mrs. Jennifer. "Your uncle's
circumstances are not what they were,
as suppose you are alvarez"
al did not know it," said Olive,
slightly changing color.
When people are quite dependent on
the bounty and good graces of Others,
they are apt to be slightly sensitive.
"He has been obliged to expend q
good deal of money of late, and
knew you would be perfectly willing to
do all you could, if you knew his situa
ton"
Certainly, auntr said Olive, ner-
vously twisting her fingers together.
"And of course, in large family like
ours, every additional member is felt as
an additional burden"
"But, aunt" burst out Olive, 81
don't understand you. What do you
meant What is it that you want me to
do2"
''Pray don't speak so loud, Olivep'
demonstrated Mrs. Jennifer, wildly el-
evating her eyebrows. "You are so
brusque-so startling. was only going
to tell you that Mrs. Parkman mentioned
to me yesterday that she wanted a new
hand, and that"
Olive Martin bit her lip-the hot color
started up to her cheek.
"a dressmaker, aunt9"
Sand why mott" calmly retorted Mrs.
Jennifer. at is the duty OF every young
woman to do something to earn an hon
est livelihood.
Olive thought of her Cousin Elise,
white handed and elegant, who did not
even make her own bed or dust her own
room; she remembered the two damsels
whose business it was to wait upon Mrs.
Jennifer and her younger daughters.
She knew that although her own father
had died in wretchedly destitute circum'
stances, yet the time had been when be
helped Mr.. Jennifer in such manner
that the latter had solemnly promised
never to forget the benefits rendered tc
him; and she also knew that upon that
fathers deathbed, Moses Jenniter had
resolved to take his place toward his or
phaned child, so long as they both
should live.
"Does my uncle know of this3" shC
asked, suddenly lifting he frank brown
eyes to the crafty face of the matron.
"Certainly /" calmly lied Mrs. Jenni
fer, without so much as a conscience
stricken blush.
"Then it is settled" said Olive, with
a certain gasp in her throat. al will
be dressmakerl"
''Is this really and actually your wish
my dear2" asked kind Moses Jennifer
when Olive told him OF her determine
tion that evening.
''Is il not yours, uncler"
Mr.. Jennifer looked up with littl
startled glance as the question was asked
''AIy wish is for whatever will max
you feel happy, child" Moses answered
for in his secret heart he believed tina
live Martin was not content in his fam
Nand deeply regretted the circum
Olive had left the room b
turned to his wife.
"She doesn't seem so crazy after th
idea as you gave me to suppose, Marga
retl' he said.
"You can't always judge by her man
ner, Moses" answered the subtle wife
who would have deluded the serpent
own self had she been in Mother Eve
place in Paradise. "I am sorry to b
obliged TO say so, but do think she
little inclined to be deceitfulp
"Poor child, poor chIldl" muttere
Noses Jennifer. "We must remembCl