The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1895-05-03

tie girl watching her. I'm to go back af
ter my breakfast. There Mirry''-as she
tossed big silver dollar to the housekeep
ersister-take that to buy more oatmeal
And look here, Miriam, DR.. Puffitt has got
big order for the Rosebud Balm to go to
a watering place somewhere on the Jersey
coast, and wants some one to paste on la
bells and tie up the bottles without loss OF
time. There's chance"
Aurora drew herself up.
Il don't think George Belden would like
it," said she.
"Oh, George-bother George! He's
nothing but a drug clerk himself. It's none
of his business one way or the other!' cried
Polly.
"Well, perhaps if you won't mention it, y
said Aurora, timidly 'One has ones pro-
fessional reputation to maintain you know.
'Stuffr' said Polly. doctor Puffitt's a
good-natured old soul, and I really think
if someone don't rally to his assistance
he'll get an apoletic fit
"And," suggested Miriam, "since there's
nothing in the Wants to-day, you might
as we'll be earning little some way, Au
rora''
Doctor Puffitt was in the front basement
of the big fiat where the Clymer sisters
dwelt, surrounded by gallon jars of 'Rose
bud Balm" and mountains of bottles. He
looked despairingly up from this chaos.
"The order goes out on the three o'clock
express" said he, 'and that Alphonse, has
not been near me to-day. will discharge
Alphonse. l won't put up with this non
sense another hour. My dear young lady
you don't say you will actually help me;
Then my business character is saved. The
Silver Beach hotel will know of the great
est discovery of the age and shall yindi
cate this great preparation-whic is not
a cosmetic nor drug, but marveln'
Polly went back to her baby who was
awake now and smiling like a medieval
cherub in an altar painting.
"You darling!" said she, with hug and
kiss. "How any one could go off and
leave you, cannot Oh!' with sud
den stiffening of her rosy features, $50 you
are Dolly Temples father, are your Fol
middle-aged gentleman stood in the door
way, looking questionably at her. "Well
you needn't come back here. The child's
mothers friends are to take her away al
once. And perhaps, if you hadn't been SC
dissipated and neglectful of poor Mrs
| Ia Oh ,iohf hov horo
don't want to be hard on you," she added
but if you were to sign the pledge, ane
try-really to do better for the future
II think that is unnecessary" Interrupt
ted a composed voice, "for am already s
strict temperance man. You are mistaken
young woman. am not Sergius Temple
but Mr.. Carthew, the father of the Mrs
Temple. The telegram was delayed, an(
l have only just received the summons t.
cOme''
Polly blushed to the very roots of hel
curly hair. She had not a word to say fol
herself.
ooh, why couldn't I have minded my
own business" thought she. ''It's just a!
the girls are always telling me. My ton
que is deal too long"
"Are you the nurse?" he asked, sternly
But the janitress, hurrying up at this
moment, speedily enlightened him as te
the exigencies of the case.
Its a young lady, sir" said she, "fron
one of the other apartments, and what W.
should have done without her I'm sure
don't know. The dear little miss has taker
to her so kind"
The sternness of Mr.. Carthew's bearing
abated somewhat.
"She is very good" said he. Gas have
no one to take charge of my daughter
child, shall be pleased to engage her ser
vices for the present"
81 know that other wasn't good to her,
observed the janitress.
Polly looked at the baby, the baby hel(
out its little hands, with an indistinct, coo
ing sound, like bird in the hedges.
"Pll co." said Polly.
"The train leaves in twenty minutes,
said Mr. Carthew, looking at his watch.
Polly rushed up stairs for her hat ant
shawl She left a scribbled note on the ia
BILE for her sisters, neither of whom wa
in the room, and with Mr.. Carthew an(
the baby just caught the train.
IL don't know where we are going,
stammered Polly.
How neglectful of me not to have men
toned it, said Mr.. Carthew. "To m.
country seat at Silver Beach"
"Oh," thought Polly, 'if Aurora onl.
knew! He has got country seat, has he
l do hope Mrs Carthew will be good tt
me. wonder if there are any daughters
and if they would like musical governess
Because if Miriam could get place,
think we should be perfectly happy
But she glanced surreptitiously at Mr
Carthews grave, handsome face, and lack
ed the courage to ask any more questions
He must have married very young,
thought she.
A stout lady, in black silk gown an(
white muslin apron, met them on the step
of a pretty seaside cottage, with belt o
pine trees in the rear, and the curlin!
fringes of the Atlantic Ocean in front, ant
welcomed the new treasure warmly.
This is my housekeeper,' said Mr.. Car
thew. Mrs Mott, Miss Clymer is th'
new nursery governess for Miss Temple
Make her as comfortable as you can"
Mrs Carthew is not at home?' Poll,
ventured to ask, as the blacksilk matrol
led the way down a long corridor covered
with cool, checkered mating.
"Bless your heart" said Mrs. Mott
"there amt any Mrs. Carthew. If she't
been living, my young lady would never
have made that foolish runaway match
"NOr any Miss CarthewS9'