Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1893-03-21
JACKS SWEETHEART.
BY CAROLINE TeRRE. rsnrt

make some money some way. We simply
must have it-papa is in such wretched
health, and the taxes are nearly due
agaln-and the delinquent taxes not paid,
shouldn't wonder if we might lose the
house, and that, you know. would break
poor papa's heart. It is really our duty
to look things sternly in the face and see
what we can do about it "
The speaker was Grace Huntington, n
lovely girl of nineteen. and she was talk
ing to her sisters, Dorothy, who was
seventeen, and little jamie, fifteen.
E"I will tell you. my dears,". said
Grace, assuming wise manner which
she considered in keeping with the adj
vice she intended to bestow upon her
younger sisters, "Janie can wait on
papa and help with the darning and
mending. and Dorothy, you must do the
marketing, and remember we will have
SO little money to get on with, But you
must make it your object in life, dearie,
to give us the greatest variety and the
incest things you can for the money. 1t
will be quite exciting and great fun.
am sure. Don't allow the butcher nor
the grocers to impose on you;" and
Grace warmed to her subject as she saw
In her imagination all the butchers and
bakers drawn up in battle array against
poor little inexperienced Dorothy.
But sister, where is the money TO
come from3" demanded Dorothy.
II will furnish that Grace an
nounced. " 1 haven't business educa-
ton, of course, but have a conviction
that I am not dull, real dull, Imean, and
think ought to be able to earn few
dollars to help along wIth--and-well,
I'll tell you've haven't played cards
here at home for nothing" giving her
sister a sage glance and shaking her head
slowly.
You are not going to play cards for
money" said Dorothy, Mortified, and
thinking she had the key to Grace's mys-
terry.
oh you silly little sister, have pa
thence. dear, and you Il see what mean.
Grace went on, 81 am thankful now
that papa made me play whist, and that
he would make me play good game.
But it has been very stupid at times to
sit up there with Prof. Harding and
that old doctor and papa and play whist
the whole evening, when could hear
you and jamie having such grand time
downstairs. 1t always seemed to me
there was some particular hilarity going
on when had to leave you, too But
won't tease you any longer. I'll divulge
my secret. / have called ON several of
our friends, and Mrs. Allison has helped
me, and they have formed club of six
teen, and am going to teach them to
play scientific game of whist, rs Mr..
Pole himself would play it, and am
to get seventy five cents lesson from
each one. Do, girls. add that up for me-
1 am to go one evening of each week"
"Grace. you are splendid, . said Doro-
thy, with undisguised admiration, and
evidently holding her quite In the light
of genius.
81 didn't think of it myself, /" said
Grace, modestly. 81 heard of rich
woman doing it for charity fund, but
think we poor little heather right here
need it, and we know well enough where
charity begins-don't we, dearsy"
When are you going frstI" asked
jamie, intensely interested.
Tonight at Mrs. Allison's. You
needn t worry about me. can go over
alone, early, and Mrs. Allison said she
would see that got home safely. F."
They were all assembled in Mrs Alli-
sons library and were a little curious
about the undertaking, but Mrs. Allison
had been very Jealous, and for Mrs. ALI
son to take part in anything was enough
to give it popularity. Mr.. Allison was
had asked in her nephew, Jack Roland,
to substitute for her husband. That
evening Grace wore a simple little slip
short waist and girdle of the soft ma
terial gathered in loose folds around her
hthe and graceful little form. There was
fine white line down the center of her
shapely head. where the brown hair
parted, and little rings were clustered on
her forehead above her lovely eyes.
Eyes OF deep translucent hue,
Eyes too expressive TO be gray,
Too lovely to be blue.1
As Grace entered the room her assur.
ance partly forsook her, and glancing
around in half appealing way, her eyes
encountered those OF Jack Roland.
As he gave her that first look his ad-
miration was apparent, and he lost his
heart then and there, and forever.
In few minutes the tables were ar
ranged, and Grace modestly began by
giving them few general rules and the
reasons for them, and Jack had time to
see the dainty little hands and to be
thrilled by the soft tones of her voice
which stirred him strangely.
Grace did wonderfully well, and
scored great success in being SO clear
and accurate in explaining, and was by
her charming personnel popular with
lfr, Al1;.o,, ,.l,a7 Iact, n ha xvonId
be kind enough to take Miss Huntington
home, to which he ga1lantly, and at the
same time with truth, told her that he
would consider it great unHndness In
her If she had not given him that
pleasure.
Jack Roland was an attractive man,
the kind all women love. tail and well
proportioned and with magnetism few
could resist. BIS manner of being so IN
terested In all things that people say to
him was fattery itself.
As he walked home with Gracs he was
wondering about the exact color Of her
eyes, Wers they black, or were they