The Opelousas courier., 1893-02-18

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W2sMk 81 a. turned with the
mmw6Fs satisfactory inform
alton.
"It's Cousin Olive, saying good.by to
MIR. Walbridgel'
Mrs. Jennifer contracted her snowy
black eyebrows slightly.
It's Elise tiers saeFs, tooI
stWhy, no, mamma-don't you re-
member Elise went out for a walkan
Mrs. Jennifer said nothing more; but
to one used to the Interpretation of
dumb show, a world of meaning might
have been deciphered in the swift way
in which her needle few in and out
of the cambria rufRe she was hemming.
.Olive!' 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, a bright
faced young girl presented herself in the
door-way-a girl with shining brown
tresses tied with blue ribbon, soft brown
eyes, and fresh, blooming complexion,
like the pink blossoms that cluster on
TUG AdlL1ld UuSdCS Ia NAY
"Well, auat9" she said.
"I've been wanting to speak to you
for some time, Olive, dear-sit down.
purred Mrs. Jennifer. stYour uncle's
circumstances are not what they were,
as / suppose you are Alvarez"
81 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 hss been obliged to expend d
good deal of money of late, and
knew yuu would be perfectly willing to
do all you could, if you knew his situa
ton
Certainly, aunt" said Olive, ner-
vously twisting her fingers together.
"And OF course, in a large family like
ours, every additional member is felt as
an additional burden
ttBut, aunt" burst out Olive. 81
don't understand you. What do you
mean7 What is it that you want me to
dor
aPray don't speak so loud, oliEein
demonstrated Mrs. Jennifer, wildly ell
evating her eyebrows. "You are so
brusque-sos startling. | was only going
to tell you that Mrs. Parkman mentioned
to me yesterday that she wanted 4 new
hand, and that"
Olive Martin bit her lip-the hot color
up to her cheek.
IA d~ressmaker, aunt2n
"And why not2n calmly retorted Mrs.
Jennifer. lit 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 danlsels
whose business it was to wait upon Mrs.
Jennifer and her younger daughters.
She knew that although her own father
had died in w~retchedly destitute circum.
stances, yet the time had been when he
Mr.. Jennifer in such a manner
that the latter had solemnly promised
never to forget the benefits rendered te
him; and she also knew that upon that
deathbed, Moses Jennifer had
to take his place toward his or
child, so long as they both
live.
ssDoes my uncle know of thisa' she
asked, suddenly lifting be frank brown
eyes to the crafty face of the matron.
Certainly !" calmly lied Mrs. Jenni-
without so much as a conscience |
stricken blush.
"TLen it is settled" said Olive, with
] certain gasp in her throat. .I will
q dTessmakerin
rs this really and actually your wish,
ny dear2o asked kind Moses Jennifer.
when Olive told him Of her determine.
ion that evening.
ssIa il not yours, uncleW
Dir. Jennifer looked up with q little
glance as the question was asked.
aMy wish is for whatever will make
Tou feel happy, childiN Moses answered,
or IN his secret heart he believed that
Dive Martin was not content in his fam
y. and deeply regretted the circum-
Etance.
After Olive had left the room he
urned to his wife.
ttShe doesn't seem SO crazy sfter the
dea as you gave me to suppose, Marga-
ell" be said.
"You can't always judge BY her man
Ter, Moses answered the subtle wife,
would have deluded the ~serpeut's
self had she Dsen in Mother Eve
lace IN Paradise. ~ am sorry to BIO
to say so, but I do think she is
little inclined to be deceitfulFv
tsPoor child, poor chlld!9 muttered
loses Jennifer. 1--WE must remember.
~ dear that she is fatnerless and
Mra. Jennifer rolled Up her eyes santi-
loniously.
tive always endeavored to act 4 ma
part toward her, Moses she
ghed.
But not until Olive Martin was safely
il Mrs. Parkman's work-rooms
d Mrs. Jennifer breathe freely.
ssshe wss actually Turing Clarence
Ealbridgs away from Elise under my
eyes and nosela thought the virtu.
il matron. ssDlarsnce Walbridge, who
the best parti lii town. Well, there's
END % the ~pretsnaions of these coua-