The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-01-30
4 DAGHESTAN
PATTERN

chair, and Mrs. Pcnsonby Ten BrOcch
gazed at it critically.
''lt's a real Daghcstan PATTERN said
the great lady, who was a summer yis
itor a, East Palestrina, and rebe Jan,
colored high with pride aud pleasure.
Being only seventeen years old, and
not the capable one of the family, il
was great satisfaction to have heI
handiwork admired by a lady from
New York.
'YOu really have got a knaclk at rug,
making" said Pebe James Older sistoI
Euuice, when the visitors carriage had
gone. IL was at that very moment
while Phoebe Jane was washing the best
thin glass tumbler in which the lady
had drunk her cream, that great idea
came to her.
She did not tell Eunice at once. Eu-
nice was trying to trim Pauleny Jor-
dams bonnet "kind Of subdued, F" ac-
cording to that lady's injunctiOus, a
she was coming out with new false
teeth, and was anxious not To look too
''flighty." When Eunice had some
thing on her mind was not the time t.
talk to her. Besides, it was such a
great idea that it almost TOOK Phoebe
James breath away.
Ii she could have told her Cousin
LuelIa, that would have been com
fort. Luella went To the OakmOunt
female seminary, and knew almost cv-
everything; but Luella and she We're
forbidden to speak To each other, be-
cause her father and Luella's mother,
Aunt Cynthia, had quarrcled long ago.
Aunt Cynthia's boys, Jerome aud
Albion, and PhUbe James brother
LleweIlyn, had always scowled at each
other, but Phoebe Jane and Luella mad
wanted to be friends ever since the day
when Luella's buff kitten got lost in
Wingate's woods, and Phoebe Jane had
climbed IA tall tree, in the top Of which
it was mewing PiteoIsly, and restored
il to its mistress arms.
That had happened long ago, when
they were little girls; but ever since
they had shown themselves cougenial
spirits. 50 Phoebe Jane loneeI 10 ask
LuelIa's advice about her bright idea
But as that could NOS be allowed it to
rest awhile in her eager brain, and
then proceeded TO develop il.
Phrbe Jane stole softly in to ''the
shepherdesS room'-they called il 30
because the old-fashioned paper on the
walls was covered with shepherdesses,
with their crooks and their hOcks of
sheep. Ii was the best room, the par
lor; but although Phojc James father
and mother had lived in that house
ever since they were married, the room
had never been furnished. They had
always been planning to furnish it
That had been one of PhGbe James
mothers hopes a. long "a she lived, and
now Eunice, whenever she was able To
save a little money, said that some
time, perhaps, they could furnish the
parlor.
funice had made a beautiful lounge
forit ont OF an old packing case, and
Mrs. Ti,bury, when she moved 70 Or
land, had Left them her base-burner
stove 10 Use until she wanted ii. Bat
Eunice said the great difficulty was the
carpct-it was such large room.
Phoebe Jane stood in the middle of
the room, and surveyed it with meas
uFing eye.
"Llewellyn viii paint the edges for
me,n she meditated, "and it Is very
stylish to leave half a yard all around"
"Then we could have the choir rc-
hearsals here" said Phoebe Jane aloud
to herself
The choir rehearsals were held in the
church before the services on Sunday
mornings, which was very inconven-
lent time for those singers who lived
way up beyond Pigeon Hill and down
at Wood End. These rehearsals seem
ed little like proiauing the Sabbath,
too, TO some of the singers; and, any
way, it was not pleasant and social, a.
il would be- to have them in the even
Ing. Bot it cost too much TO heat or
even To light the church for evening r.
hearsals. II was large, oId-fashiOned
church, and Pales;rina was poor.
The BTecEs had large plrlor organ;
it almost filled the little sitting room.
Mary Ellen, the sister who died, had
bought it with her school-teaching
money. No one else in Palestrina had
such an organ, and Eunice had often
said, with a long sigh: How delight
ful il would he to have the choir IT.
hearsals mere if we only had the plrlor
furnished -
Phoe!e Jane decided that, if she had
a '.znack,' it was high time she used
it 10 accomplish something worth
while, especially as she had an uncOm-
Portable sense Of not being good for
much.
Eunice was q famouse hoIsekeepar,
and could trim bonnets 81 Wei THAI
people preferred her work 10 that of
the village millineF. She was 81 Use
ful in sickness that every one sent for
her; and she could play beautifully on
the organ, although she had never TAX
en- any lessons. Even Llewellyn, who
was thirteen years old, and only a boy,
could he trusted tOget dinner better
than Phoebe Jane. ecou!d draw de-
lightfuI music ont of the old fiddle
that they found in Grandpa Pulifer' :
garret, and could puzzle the school
master himself when it came to math-
ematics.
Phoebe Jane couldn't play on any
thing, except comb, and she was
Obliged to go to the barn To indulge in
the musical performance, because il
made Eunice nervous. She slid she
could bear il if PhGbe Jane eOuh keep
tune. And Phgbe was very apt to
be nj the foot of the class at school.
Never mind, Mrs. Ponsonby Ten
Brock might flatter, bat Eunice GER
tainly never did, and Eunice had said
that she, Phoebe Jane, had n "knack. "
Phoebe Jane slipped away that after
noon without giving any account of
herself. She called first ON old Mrs.
Proaty, who had been the Palestrina