Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1894-05-11

But it seemed that Miss Cynthla
was on the other side of the fence: Soj
after much persuasion; and the assur;
ance that Ruthy would extend her
visit, Miss Timbrook Imply resigned
herself to be made ready for an eight
days sojourn at Pembroke Corners.
No sooner had she set forth on her
travels than Ruthy took train for
New York. n journey of several hours
duration. The fourth day she reap
peared Just at nightfall. An express-
man followed her beating several mys-
terious boxes.
All of this kept the neighbors in a
feverish state of curiosity, but when
the next day they beheld the blinds
tightly closed, and huge placard an
nouncing Grand Millinery Opening
on Saturday, then indeed they wer,
richly furnished with a subject for
gossip. In addition to this, cards
were sent out to the select few whom
Ruthy designated as the ''F. F's."
Behind the blinds Ruthy and Miss
Cynthia worked like bees. The money
which Ruthy had previously conse-
Grated to art had been expended in
millinery goods. She had visited the
leading shops in New York, and her
quick eyes had taken in every new
wrinkle and fold.
The rugs, lace curtains, and few
other trinkets she had been boarding
for the adornment of that artistic
apar tment in New York now trans
formed the ugly little shop into an at
tractive bower where bonnets budded
and bloomed as if by majic under
Ruthy's skilfu1 fingers.
Saturday morning, bright and early,
Miss Timbrook was driven in from
Pembrodk Corners by neighbor of
'Rastus's widow, who was d milk ped
dler. The cans jingled merrily as
they drove up to the door.
''Good land !" exclaimed Miss Tim
brook, fearfully. ''The shutters are
shut +" and SHE cast a tragic look at the
wooden blinds that had never re-
maiiied Zip after seven O'Clock in the
morning since she had been in the
business. And now it was Quite eight.
What could have happened!
just then Ruthy rushed out and
dragged the bewildered old lady into
the little shop where she sat down, her
knees ''all Of Il shake, ss she expressed
it, too astonished to speak.
''You see," explained Ruthy, eve
were determined that nobody should
get peep at the Opening until you
did. yourself. I've given up painting,
you know, and invested my capital in
millinery. How do you like your new
partner, Aunty Tim?"
''Bless you, child" quavered the
old lady, tenderly you're the Bible
Ruth over again-'easy to be en-
treated ! though ! didn't mean you
should know how hard il was to give
up. But expect an old womsn's eyes
are full of entreaty, and though it ism t
mentioned in the Beatitudes, still /
believe that those that see and yield to
the yeafings of old folks shall some day
be truly blessed
Then she dried her eyes and took
another delighted look around. Such
shapes, such curious combinations of
color and material, such dazzling, in
describablo millinery-well, the like
of 1t she had never even dreamed of
before
The "Opening" was great success.
Miss Timbrook's little shop soon ac-
quifed a fame which travelled far and
wide, and everybody who was any
body, according to Miss Cynthia,
bought bonhets of Sybilla Tim"
AS for Ruthy, her hearts desire died
hard. She would never paint pict-
ure, maybe, but she had touched with
glowing colors the grayness of two hui
man lives.
And she would sometimes say to her.
self, whimsically: "Hsve I not routed
Mrs. Do-as-you-would-be-done-by,'
and made it quite impossible for that
less amiable person, Mrs. Be-done-by-
as-you-did, even to show her face?
Besides, it must be higher art-to trim
bonnet beautifully than to paint q
poor picture. which might have
done. youths Companion.