Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-06-13

mt to look upon even at forty-odd. Her
blue eyes were as blue as ever, there was
aot q gray hair in her nut-brown tresses,
md a fresh color still glowed in her
cheek.
Miss Martha, the elder sister, was tall
md gaunt, with Roman nose and q
projecting chin; but that signifed little.
Miss Duluth made no pretensions at all.
Hiliy had always been the family au-
shortly, even when the old Judge was
living, and they owned the pretty place
on Lake Pontchartrain, and now that
.hey were treduced" and earned their
living by letting rooms, she was the au-
,bority still.
"That won't do," said Miss Milly.
"No," meekly acquiesced Miss Du.
uth, "it won't"
"If she can't pay her rent" severely
observed Miss Milly, "what was she
doing with that new surah silk dressl
Only typewriter, at thatl"
swell, she's young" said Miss Du.
'uth. "Young folks like to dress"
Miss Milly compressed her lips.
"Young folks ought to like to pay
their debts" said she. "Tell her she
must CO."
"But, Milly-"
Miss Milly closed the big book.
"Tell her." said she, in a very soft
voice, "she must 60"
Miss Duluth came nearer to the table.
"Sister," said she, "perhaps you
haven't observed that Professor Mellen
takes good deal of notice of Miss Red
Tyu."
Miss Milly colored.
"No," said she, "I hadn't"
"He's not so very young" said Miss
Duluth. "But he's very handsome still.
And then he's 50 talented. And when
he has published that learned volume on
THE Languages of Christendom,' he'll
be very famous man. And he occupies
the whole of our first floor. Sitting
room, bedroom and bath room furnished
beautifully. Think what it would be
for Mary Redwyn-only a typewriter,
who has the cold hall bedroom on tie
third floor, and gets her breakfast over
kerosene stOye-to marry the prof,s
sorr"
Miss Milly tossed her head.
81 didn't know you were such q
matchmaker, Martha"
"I'm not, sister," A bar of scarlet
camc out on Miss Duluth's high cheek
bones. "But don't you think it would
be a good thing3"
They can do as they hke," said Miss
Milly.
"But if you send her away, you de-
s.roy all her chances"
Miss MiIIy tapped her foot impatiently
on the hoor.
"Business is business, aud she owes
US n months rent" SAID she.
Miss Duluth said no more. 1t was
rarely that she vcntured to dispute her
sisters reign.
Late in the afternoon Miss Milly went
up to see about a leak in the roof that
had been reported to her, but she got nc
further than the little hall bedroom on
the third floor.
There, on her shabby little bed, lay
Miss Redwyn, tie typewriter, shaking
with supprCs ed sobs.
"Why, what's the matter2' Miss Milly
asked, pausing on the threshold.
"l'ye been dischargedl' said Miss
Rcdwyn, defantly, sitting up and look
ing angrily at her questioner. "Isn't that
matter eaouSh2"
Mas Redwyn was very pretty, indeed,
with abundance of fantastically crimped
rec. gold hair, complexion all snow and
oarmine, and hazel eyes, fringed witt
curly lashes.
''Just the sort of face and figure that
would become au actress" thought Mis-:
Milly, with sort of resentment. al
wonder what Professor Mellen can soc tc
like in herl"
But there was a great deal of tat
womsnly in Miss Milly's nature, and sh'
spoke kindly to the despairing girl, il
such sore straits.
:. "Don't cry, Maryi" said she, strokina
&C IG--sO.e-~-' naIr, wnIcl niid iHueI
down from its imitation shell pins
MARY Redwyn was one of those girl:
who indulge a good deal in imitation,
"Why did they discharge you2"
"Oh, 1 don't knowl Old Foxall ha
occn grumbling this long timel" sighet
Mary. "Aud to-day, just because
happened to spell word wrong Bu
| don't carcl wouldn't work anothe
day for him, not if he'd pay me thou
sand dolIarsl I'd rather starvel And
for all can SOS, I'm going to starye
You're going to turn me I0ntsQ a