The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1894-07-11

l iiiS oiitf anu tiidN piSttSS, iliS a. hAhNAA
as if had the dress now"
Hettie was not so pretty rs Alice
She had a turned-up nose, with little
pucker of wrinkles over the bridge of
it, that possibly came from her being
somewhat "nearsighted," and she was
not considered so bright at school as
her elder sister. But she had that
kind of mental strength that can en-
dure disappointment and rise above
such vexation as that TO which Alice
had succumbed.
Mamma, suppose we try to sell the
shawl?" she said the next day. 1--WE
might get enough for it TO buy Alice Il
graduating dress"
81 only wish we could get something
for it, said Mrs. Parsons. "Alice will
never touch it again, and can never
look at it without thinking of the pain
il caused her. wish it were out of the
house"
Hetty got her hat, and proceeded to
wrap up the shawl, which had not yet
put away.
''Yes, take il, Hetty, and sell it for
anything that il will bring,n continued
her mother. al would go with you if
had time but perhaps you do as well
rs | could with the secondhand men"
Thus encouraged, Hetty set out in
the direction of East street, with the
shawl i'm her arms. She had had con-
siderable experience in buying, but
this was her first attempt at selling,
and the difference between the two
impressed her seriously as she walked
on.
She passed several poor little shops
with dingy old cooking-utensils in the
windows, and finally went into one in
which gaudy evening gown was at-
tractively displayed amoug some dis
carded but very RESPECTABLE spring coats
and mantles.
'Would you like to buy shawl? ,"
She asked bravely addressing the deal
er.
~ don't know. Letme see him."
said the man, opening the package,
and regarding the relic of by-gone years
with an unfriendly look, which settled
into an ugly frown rs he twisted the
fabric about and stretched the creases
with his unclean fingers
''Pooh Pooh ~ he finally sneered
pushing tine shawl across the counter
contemptuously, 'dot amt worth moth
ing! Nobody buy tings like dot-so
old like the hills ~
The wrinkles in Hetty's brow deep
ened, and the corners of her mouth
dropped little as she emerged from
the shop; but she soon recovered her
courage, and made an effort on the
other side of the street.
Here the dealer in secondhand cloth
ing looked at the shawl more respect
fully, but he shook his head and asked
Hetty if she had no old clothes to sell
that were more sin style"
"I'll try third time" thought the
undaunted young girl, going on to II
third dealer on the next square. But it
was only to hear the language of the
first one repeated with Il few variations
and finally to be asked if she would ac-
cept thirty cents for the shawl.
Hetty hesitated moment, but final
ly declined the offer and, taking up her
rejected burden, was soon on the street
again.
"I've found out that 1 didn't take
the shawl TO the right Market" she
thought to herself as she turned her
steps towards Main street.
She had little money of her own in
her pocket-enough To pay for an ad-
vertisement, and she slipped into Il
newspaper office and wrote the follow
ing lines for insertion in the paper:
For SALE-A beautiful old silk shawl
well-preserved and antique in appear
anee, and known to be eighty years old.
Address H., CLARION Office.
Tine next day Hetty found n letter
awaiting in the Clarion office. She
opened it hopefully. IL was short
note asking her TO bring the shawl to
No. - Summerset square. Hetty all
but ran home.
"Oh, mamma y she cried, thrusting
the letter into her mothers hand, "I
believe the shawl will be bought ~
Don't be too sure" admonished
Mrs. Parsons cautiously, not wanting
any more disappointments in the fami-
ly, and almost dreading TO hear the
word shawl mentioned.
Hetty lost no time in presenting her
self at No. - Summerset square. This
was quite splendid part of the city.
No. - was especially attractive, with
beautiful carving in stone over the
wide, arched front windows and en-
closed steps leading into a French YES
tibule. The door was swung open by
dignified man-servant, who conduct
ed Hetty TO a dainty blue room in
which were two pleasant-looking ladies.
al am Hetty Parsons-I advertised
the shawl, you know" said Hetty, in
Producing herself.
abe seated, Miss Parsons, please, y
said the elder of the two ladies gracious
ly, relieving Hetty of the bundle anc
opening it.
Hetty was asked why she wanted Il
sell the shawl and she told the story il
full, reserving only the name of Mis-
Merton. The ladies' seemed to b
greatly pleased with the article.
at is old, Honore," the elder lady
said, spreading the shawl out and criti
ca'ly viewing it through her glasses
"It's lovely, tOor'
: at looks old enough, mamma" sai'
| Honore: ssbut Ii seems to me il ough