The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1897-07-23

Hot enjoyed because in their way.
they were perfect. And he was just
culllng out a few monster strawbor-
rios from among their green leaves
when a f0otstcp sounded on the yer-
ands. .
lie looked quickly up. 4 tall child
Of 10 stood there. her face flushed. her
hair dishcyeled ana her thick boots
powdered over with the fine dust Of the
roadE.
Il am so hungry" burst lnyoiuniar-|
ily from her lips. Cant 1 have one OF
those clkes?"
Mr. Folllott frowncd and shook his
head.
III you are % bcggar" he said you
had better go around 10 the back door
Mrs llanford win give you something.
! dare say"
The child hlushed deeply and drew
hor1elf mp with something OF uncon-
sclous dignity
I'm not a bcggar." she said. Cant
n Girl be hungry without being a beg
gar3 ! have come here to look for
Paul Folllott."
That's hy name" said the old gem
tlcman. little susplciously.
Then" she said. composedly. 81
have come here 10 be your little girl
! am Oracle Bellarc. My papa was
Colonel Bruce Bcllnlrc. and whom he
died he said that You would take care
" inc. Here are his letters. And. now.
please. let them give me something to
eat"
md this was tho way In which
Grace Bellairo came TO the house Of
her fathers distant kInsman. Paul
Fclllott.
she was n pretty child. when the
dust was washed on, Of her dlmplos
and the shining brown curls were
brushed into something like shape She
had Bruce Bellairc's large. dreamy eyes
and exquisite Greek profile. and Mr,
folllott, even while he experienced
thrill OF CONSERVATION at this new
charge. felt his heart warm toward
hpr.
"My dear" said he. lyon are a nice
little girl. but what can do with youi"
81 could stay here and play. couldn't
~" said Oracle. innocently.
but there IL something else In the
world for little girls TO do besides play.
Ing" said Mr.. Folliott--and 40 he took
counsel with good Mrs. Hanford, hil
housekeopcr.
Dear heart. sir" said that kindly
parsonage ut seems to me plata
enough. why don't you send her 10
Nrv I,kn LsaIIl,t,a. n.ut, 900, ........
her last summer. when she was hers
ane you helped her out with tho debts
that troubled her 50 badly. she declared
she would do anything In tho world 70
show her gratitude? And she's got
daughters OF her own. hasn't she9 Who
II there IN all the world that could
bring Miss Oracle up better than she7"
'Mrs IIantord, you. are a genius"
6ald Mr.. Folliott why on earth
didn't / think OF that myselfg"
Mrs, John Follloa came TO the
Grange at once a'portN. smiling ma.
iron.
1.-THE darling" she cried. enthuslag
tlcllly embracing Gracle. who iookeI
rather. awed at the sight Of 80 mucs
splcndor. II shall love hcr as dearly rs
u she were my own' Poor. dear Coussn
Brucei How well I remember hlisl
You sweet one, you arc the very pie.
f. ture OF your papnr
so Mrs John Follloit greatly 70
jolclns, returned to the brown-stoas
HOUSE IN New York. whose rent was
unpaid. and 10 the daughters. whose
expensive dresses were yet written up
on the wrong side Of Mile. surlitor's
books. ... I'D. -
"lt'a positively presidential" raid
Mrs. Folllott. "a thousand dollarn n
year clearly added to our lncomer'
But there rs that great awkward
child 10 bring mp, said Madalena lrol.
lott, handsome brunette. Who had
Just made her debut IN society.
"oh. that does not signify" said ,he
serens matron Her cost VIII DO AL
Eolutnly nothing"
And 30, In the course Of few weeks.
Oracle Bellairc found herself settling
down TO the position OF ladys maid 10
the throe Misses Folliott She sewed
the buttons ON Madalena's boots. nhe
ran out on rainy days. whom the very
chambermald objected on account OF
tho weather. to match shades OF worst
ed and flloselle for Allceite. the second
daughter; she washed Florence's poo-
de for her. aud wept many a tesr OF
bitter modification the while Aud
by degrees her shoes grew worn and
rusty, her healthy young growth out
stripped the limits Of her coarse serge
gowns. her bonnet and mantle became
80 shabby that she could not 20 ont
except under cover OF the friendly
dusk. Once. driven 20 desperation, she
wore Florence's white chapcau and
soft seal Jacket. But she never re.
peated the experiment Tor Mrs Fol
lott met her on the stairs and hashnd
the light OF her great black eyes upon
her In a manner that was truly appal-
ling.
III ever You presume To do such
thing again" said che, 90 O low voice
Of concentrated WRATH you sh0ll be
shut mp on bread aud water for
month";
"Eyt have nothing to wear" plead
"a ,t;Ece.