Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1894-04-06

w hunger before they
would have made an effort to till these
same fields or soil their dainty hands
by milking COW.
Among the country relatives was
Aunt Tabitha Simonds. She began
life with little amount of property
and had been known to have been very
economical for many years. She was &
very peculiar woman, but received due
courtesy at the hands of some mem
bers of the family on account OF
"what Aunt Tabby might possibly dc
for them"
The shrewd old lady intuitively
gauged these courtesies and knew just
where to draw the line, where true
Difference should manifest ITSELF
The Fosdicks were family of six,
father, mother, son and three daugh.
ters. Celinoa, Clara and Marie were
the daughters, but were unlike in char.
acter and personal appearance. Ce,
linda was the acknowledged beauty ot
the family. Clara considered herself
of the most Importance in literary
matters, and Marie, the youngest, q
plain, sensible, good little daughter,
who made everybody happy.
just now all were busily discussing
q letter just received. 1t was Celinda
who spoke first.
''Of all things! That Aunt Tabby
should thrust herself upon us this sum
mer! And we might just as we'll have
had some guest from the city who
would have returned the hospitality
for me next winter. And no knowing
whether we shall make anything out
of her."
''Celinda, I'm ashamed of you. Why
need you be so mercenary ?" exclaimed
her father, reprovingly. Celinda
scowled.
'I'm sure Aunt Tabby is mer sen-
ary," she said, in a complaining tone.
EFF she would ever do anything for us
or make us presents it would be differ
ent, but she just scrimps all the time
aad allows us to scrimp, too" Celinda
tossed her head fretfully.
tAnd I'm sure she has no regard for
the poetry of life," simpered Clara.
''Maybe Aunt Tabby doesn't care for
the poetry in books, but she cares for
another word that begins with p and
that is practical ) she takes right hold
to help with the housekeeping, said
the tired, overworked Mrs. Fosdick.
eyes, indeed l don't know what
we would have done that hard summer
without her." said Marie, with CRATE
full remembrance of Aunt Tabbys will
ing and ready hands.
''We ought to have souls above such
drudgery," exclaimed Clara, rolling
her eyes towards the ceiling.
'Wen, Clara, l can tell you one
thing" interposed Mr.. Fosdick.
Books are all right enough in their
places. Folks ought to have plenty OF
which is more than half of 'em can say
who have big library. All the same.
l guess if it wasn't for this same drudg.
cry as you call it, you wouldn't be
quite as comfortable as you are"
There was little silence while MIR.
Fosdick drank his tea and then con.
tinued:
'You like pie and cake well enough,
but you don't want to go into the
kitchen to help make 'em. Seems to
me you might help mother and Marie
a little more.
"Ma says ] bother her." replied
Clara, in an apologize tone.
That's because you amt teachable,
like Marie. She had to learn"
''1t's no use of fussing, girls" said
Mrs. Fosdick. Even if Aunt Tabby
is old and sometimes queer and cross,
/ think we can manage"
"She needn't be SO queer, said Ce
linda.
''She is just as she was made, if she
is my sister, and we've got to make
the best of it," said Mrs. Fosdick
rising YEARLY from the table.
Abner Mason, sitting in the kitchen
had heard all this conversation. Ht
compared the fretful, complaining
voice of Celinda to Clara's drawing
tones, and again with the cheerful
practical words of the pleasant Marie
Abner was something more than {
farmers hand. He possessed a fine
physique and fair education, broadeneG
by course of good reading. He
wanted to know how to run farm
He had views of time when he might
own farm of his own and he wanted
to learn how to utilize every acre.
He had also had his day dreams o.
the time when his home might be pre-
sided over by fair, good woman, ant
somewhere in the depths of his sou
had been registereda a purpose to make
Marie his wife.
But of this Marie was blissfully ig
norant. She worked about house al
day and served Abner at table rs grace
iully as if he were titled guest
Marie had no nonsense about her ant
respected the young man who SO faith
fully Eghtened her fathers toll.
On this particular afternoon she
watched her father as ne stood in tn,
back porch, pausing for few mo