Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1893-06-23

all rise betimes the next morning, for
she was going to give them their break
fast, and hadn't much time before
school hours began.
"Why, where's Nancy?" asked
Hiram.
"Oh, didn't youknow? She'sgone y
Uncle Peter dropped the gate-pin he
was whiting; Hiram let the two
days. copy of the Wakefield Eagle
slip to the floor; Noah stared with
wide-open mouth.
"She wants to make aliving forher-
self, serenely added Mamie ''to earn
little money. Every girl wants that,
you know"
"Humph!" growled Uncle Peter.
"Td like to see her make money !
WHY, she never had no more gumption
than katydid She'll be back quick
enough, you'll find.
'But in the meantime, " said Mamie,
coolly, "you must look around for some
one to fill her place, for, as you can
easily imagine, 1 have got my hands
full.
81 guess that's easy done" s1id
Uncle Peter, beginning 10 whittle
afresh.
But, to his infinite amazement, it
was not SO easy task rs he had fan
cied, and after many vain efforts and
singing disappointments, he found
himself with two wasteful, complain
ing, inefficient hired girls in possession,
for every one had resolutely refused to
do tAe wcr'1 alone.
~. was too much, they averred,
"ior enc.
'It'l 1Iin me-it'll clean ruin me !"
rroenel Uncle Peter, wringing his
hands. Zen dollars month for ere
and eignt for t'other-and every
Thursday afternoon and every Sunday
evening OUT And look at them half
slices @ bread in the pigs part, and
nv best towels, not three years old,
took for cleanin' cloths, and broom
week stumped through; an they won't
wash unless l get 'em q new patent
wringer, and the fat atscraps all throweI
away, an nothin' half took care OIL
Don't YOU know anyone [ could get,
Mamie. as would look arter things as
Nancy used to do? declare to good
ness 1 can't live so -
Mamie knit her brows anil re-
fected.
"Theres a young woman working
for father, said shea capital house
keeper and tine best economist in the
world--at least, so he says. And since
my married sister is coming back from
Nebraska next week, hemay he able tc
dispense with her. But she has fifteen
dollars a month.
cts wuth tits with it !" breath
lesslv cried Uncle Peter. 'Ill go tc
Bridgeport and see Brother Sara at
once. and secure her This hired-gal
business will be the death of me-.
Brother Sam was sitting On his
porch, reading the newspaper, as Mr..
Norton came up.
eyes" said he, "she's smart gal.
The best gal 1 ever had. Thorough
going New Highlander. F'raps you
may be able to get her-though ]
doubt if she'll come to you for fifteen
dollars a month.
'I'T make it eighteen" gaspeI
Uncle Peter, "since you say she's a
New Highlander"
"Well, you can try" said brother
Sam. Here she isl'
He flung open the door OF the
kitchen, and there, making black
berry shortcake at the whitely-scoured
table, stood-his own niece, Nancy
Norton
"Why-it's-Nancy!" cried he.
eyes, nodded brother Sam, Nancy
it ;s! TIE best, smnrtest creetur that
ever stepped, and worth her weight in
golA.
Unc,e Peter swallowed something
like Imp in his throat.
"Neley," said he, will you come
back"-here he swallowed second
lump-'to me for eighteen dollars
month? For 1 do verify b'lieve you
will earn it.
Nancy went up to him and kissel
him.
eyes, Uncle Peter" said she, 'Tn
come back. "
For the old man had learned les
son, and his teachers had been Nancy
Norton and brother Sans daughter
Saturday Night.
The First Street Car.
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