The state republican. (Jefferson City, Mo.) 1871-1896, 1893-09-28

And Nanniu kissed her with a kiss
that carried a whole heart full of love
with IT.
The three hired men were overcome
with embarrassment, when, on arriving
In time for the fried chicken and hot
wafies that evening, they found them
selves confronted with such q daintily
dressed, smiling young lady.
Even Uncle Peter himself was mo.
m%entarily abashed at the style and
beauty Of Brother Sans daughter.
Mamie would % hear of banishing
Nancy to the garrett chamber.
why can't we share the same room
~together|' she coaxed. II should like
q companion, and there's plenty of
room"
Uncle Peter cvinced transformations
approval of his now niece, and IL re.
CURED all Nancy's htsrts affection fof
the newcomer to preserve her from tho
stings of jealousy.
II don't see" said Uncle Peter, "why
Nancy can't earn money like you do"
How much do you pay herr" asked
Mamie, lifting her eyes to his face.
me? Pay NancyP sWhy, her board
and clothes. to be sure. It's all she's
worth"
And what does she dop"
Just odd turns about the house.
She did poster me for an allowance
once, but I soon laid It down to her
that ! want goih' to het nb such hohA
sense"
"Oh!" said Mamie.
Never in her life had Nancy Norton
had n genuine sympathetic woman
friend before, and it was an indie
scribablc relief to pour out her troubles
in Nannie's car.
ITS n shame.' cried warm-henrted
Mamie. why, you do the work of
three women in this house. You rise
early and lie down late; YOU have no
recreations, no holidays, and SUNDAYS
you work harder than ever, because
Uncle Peter likes to invite people here
for their mornings to see how nice he
has things, Oh, you needn't think that
I'm blind! You are pale and thin, be-
cause you are overworkcd. You don't
like to go anywhere, because Uncle
Peter won't give you any new clothes
until you rave worn out Aunt Hepsy's
old wardrobe. It's an imposition, that's
what it is, and wouldn't submit to it
il | were yon."
But" sighed Nancy, what can I
do?"
Tell him once again how matters
stand.' cried Mamie, her lovely eyes
flashing. Insist upon fair wages for
fair work"
Thus instigated, Nancy made her
plea, but Uncle Peters brow grew
dark.
II don't want to hear no such nom
sense as this" he roarcd. Wages!
Amt you got your home, and board and
clothes? What else dye want? Why,
I never heard such talk in my lifel"
us it yes or MOI" persisted Nancy.
ITS no-o-o." Numbered Uncle Peter.
That same evening Mamie incidental
yalludcd to the fact that they would 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 you know? She's gone"
Uncle Peter dropped the gate pin he
was whiting; Hiram let the two davs'
old copy Of the Wakefield Eagle slip to
the floor; Noah stared with wide open
mouth.
'Shc want to make u living for her
self" %sercnely added Nannie--''to earn
a little money. Every girl wants that,
you know"
"Humph." growled Uncle Peter. sd
like to see her make money! Why, she
never had no more gumption than q
ka'ydid! She'll be back quick enough,
you'll find"
But in the meantime" said Mamie,
cool'y, you must look around for
some one to fill her place, for, as you
can easily imagine, have got my hands
full"
II guess that's easy done,' said Uncle
Peter, beginning to whittle afresh.
But to his infinite amazcment, it was
not so easy a task as he had fancied,
and, after many vain efforts and sting
ing disappointmcnts, he found himself
with two wasteful, complaining, incfi-
cient hired girls in possession, for every
one had resolutely refused to do tho
work alone.
at was too much" they avcrred
''for one"
It'll ruin me-it'll clean ruin me-"
groaned Uncle Peter, wringing his
hands. Ten dollars a month for ono
and eight for t'other-and every Thurs
day afternoon and every Sunday even
ing out. And look at them half slices
o bread in the pigs pail, and my best
towels, not three years old, took for
c~leanin' clothes, and q broom a week
stumped through; an they don't wash
unless ] get 'em Il new patent wringer,
an the fat scraps all throwed away, an
nothin' half took carc of! Don't YOU
know anyone I could get, Mamie, az
would look arter things as Nancy used
to do? declare to goodness | can't
live so!'
Mamie knit her brows and reflected.
There's a young woman working
for father" said shea capital honse-
keeper and the best economist in the
world-at least. SO he says. And since
my married sister is coming back from
Nebraska next week, he may be able
to dispense with her. But she has ff-
teen dollars a month"
ITS with it-it's with it, breath
lessly cried Uncle Peter. "Ill go to
Bridgeport and see Brother Sam 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.
yes" said he, ''she's a smart gal.
The best gal ] yer had. Thorough.
going New Highlander. P'raps you
may be able to get her-though |
doubt if she'll come to you for fifteen
dollars n month"
"Ill make it eighteen" gasped 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,