Middletown transcript., 1894-07-07


her DAY. She was not unpleasant tc
look upon even at forty.odd. Her blue
eyes we're as blue as eve, there was not
gray hair In her nut-brown tresses,
and fresh color still glowed in hel
cheek.
Miss Martha. the elder sister, was
tall and gaunt, with a Roman nose and
projecting chin; but that signilied
little. Miss Duluth made no preten.
tions at all. Milly had always been
the family authority, even when the
old Judge was living, and they owned
the pretty place on Lake Pontchartrain,
and now that they were reduced" and
earned their living by letting rooms,
she was the authority still.
"That won't do" said Miss Milly.
mo, it WON'T, meekly acquiesced
Miss Duluth.
IF she can't pay her rent" severely
observed Miss Milly, "what was she
doing with that new silk dress? Only
q type. writer, at thatW
'Well, she's young" srid Miss
Dulath. "Young folks like to dress. -
Miss Milly com pressed her lips.
"Young folks ought to like to pay
their debts" said she. Tell her she
must 60.
Miss Duluth came nearer to the ta-
BILE,
SISTER," she said. 'perhaps you
haven't observed that Professor Mel
leu takes good deal of notice of Med
wyn."
Miss Milly colored.
mo, hadn't" said she.
"I1e's not SO very young" said Miss
Duluth. "But he's very handsome
still. And then he's so talented And
when he has published that learned
volume on The Languages of Chris
tendon, he'll he very famous man.
And he occupies the whole Of our GrSt
floor Sitting room, bed room and
bath room furnished beautifully.
Think what it would be for Mary Red
wyn only typewriter girl. who has
the cold hall bedroom on the third
floor, and gets her breakfast over a
kerosene stoveto marry the professor"
Miss Milly tossed her head.
IL didn't know you were such a
matchmaker. Martha"
'.I'm not, sister" A bar of scarlet
came out on Miss Duluth bones. But
don't you think it be good tbing?"
"They can do as they like" said
Miss klilly.
i'But if You send her away you de-
stroy all her chances.''
Miss Milly tapped her foot impa-
tiently on the floor.
"Business is business, and she owes
US q months rent" said she.
Miss Duluth said no more. 1t was
rarely that she yentured to dispute her
sisters reign.
Late In the afternoon Miss Milly
went up to see about leak in the roof
that had been reported to her, but she
got no further than the little hall bed
room on the third floor.
There, or her shabby little bed lay
Miss Redwyn, the type writer shaking
with suppressed sobs.
"Wby, what's the matterp' Miss
Milly asked, pausing on the threshold.
rI've been discharged" said Miss Red
wyn. defantly, sitting mp and looking
angrily at her questioner. "Isn't that
matter enough?"
Miss Redwyn was very pretty, in
deed, with abundance of fantastically
crimped red gold hair.a complexion all
snow and carmine, and hazel eyes,
fringed with curly lashes.
nJust the sort of face and figure that
would become an actress" thought
Miss afilly, with sort Of resentment.
81 wonder what Prof. Melien can see
TO like in her?'
But there was great deal of the
womanly nature in Miss Milly, and she
spoke kindly to the despairing girl, in
such sore straits.
Don't cry, MaryV' said she, stroking
tie red golden hair, which had fallen
down from its imitation shell pins.
MARY Reawyn was one of those girls
who indulge good deal in imitation.
"Why did they discharge youp"
"Oh. I don't know! Old Foxail has
heen grumbling this long time!" sighed
Mary. "And to-day, just because l
happened to spell word wrong-But
don't care carel wouldn't work an
other day for him, not if he'd pay me a
thousand dollarsl I'd rather starve!
And for all l can see Pm going to
starye. too. You're going to turn me
out" "a, ,.u
melted by the utter childishness of the
girls despair. "YOu can stay here un-
til YOU get another situation. Only
don't fret!"
Mary lifted her big hazel eyes In a
sudden revulsion of joy to Miss Milly's
"Will you be 50 good?" she cried.
.Oh. I thought you were so old, you
would not smypathize with girl like
mel'
tono,ice a triflle like that but she felt
NOW that she liked Mary Redwin less
s.And now," added the Titianesque
beauty. "I'll look ont for another place
at once. wonder If old Mellen don't
want stenographer2"
Again Miss Milly froze.
..You mean the Professor?"
Well. he is old, isn't hep" giggled
Hsorv HE writes a lot, know, ant