The Republican journal., 1898-09-22

good 1lre, and L Will come and make
cream to st for supper"
The following week Mollie discharged
Laura. "Aunt Manda' tried to argue
with her, but Mollie said she had engaged
Carl VeTner's mother to come each week
and wash
Il can do the rest until there is more
milk and hired help. | am glad to save
father dollar and half week.
Mollie began to read up about chickens
in the agricultural papers, and soon had
several hens sitting. She had long talk
with her father concerning financial mat
ters. She learned that while the farm was
clear from mortgage, and no debts, it was
growing harder each year to meet expen-
ses. Mr.. Kelly also said that the low price
of grain threatened him with still further
endorsement.
Then raise less grain or feed it on the
place, as the agricultural papers advise,
Mollie said gravely. 'Let me raise all the
calves this year, and keep those young
pigs you talked Of selling"
$40 you think it will be best, Mollie,
son Mollie? - and with the old pet name
the farmers Worn face frightened.
son, child, wish you knew how good
it seems to talk things over with you.
are, for no one but a daughter could have
cared for mother as you have. And, Mol
lie, you are more comfort and help to me
than a boy could be-"
There was long silence. Mollie went
and sat on the arm of her fathers chair
and rested her head against his shoulder.
Thank you, father, for those words, "
she said, her brown eyes swimming in
at hon baN no
OF them than a college diploma"
Two days after this conversation there
was CONSERVATION in the house of Thomas
Kelly. Algernon had Learned at the vii
lage that Carl Werner and his sister Bertha
We're to work the following summer for
MOllie father.
Algernon and Laura had for several
summers worked for their uncle. They
always demanded good wages, and as they
worked for IAN accommodation, and
were both weakly" the result had been
that Mr.. and Mrs. Kelly had done by far
the greater part of their own work.
Mrs. Manda hurried over to her hus-
bands brother. He was not at home and
she received little satisfaction from Mollie.
Father cannot do so much hard work
himself" she said, plainly. "Then Laura
told me she would not do the work there
is to be done here. | am sure we have
right to do what is best for our own good.
No, you are not going in to vex mother
about it, " and Mollie slipped between her
aunt and the sitting room door.
"Mollie Kelly, how dare you speak to
me like that?'
Il will tell you how | dare"' Mollie
came step nearer, her eyes glowing like
Goals. ~ GU know that DR.. Greaves has
said mother life depended upon her free
dom from excitement. | would dare any
thing, even personal violence, to keep you
from annoying her"
Mrs. Manda saw her niece WIS in earn
est, and departed, still very angry. Mollie
cried little when she was alone. But she
soon wiped her eyes and prepared her
fathers favorte beef stew for dinner.
The balmy days OF May came and Mrs.
Kelly had improved rapidly. All things
at the farm were at their best.
In the kitchen Bertha presided
ruddy- checked Bertha--her blue calico
sleeves rolled above the elbows OF her
strong arms, her head almost bowed I'M
der its weight OF tlaXen braids She had
spent the summer before in the kitchen of
a capable housekeeper, SO Mollie found
hel own lack of knowledge often supple
mented by Bertha skill.
Ont If doors the change was even great
er. MI Kelly was surprised by The amount
of work done by merry Carl, and found
much less day help" needed than in
former years. They found time to work
among the berries and small fruits the
garden was i'll early and free from weeds,
and Mollie's chickens and calves pros
pered
As for Mollie herself, She never found
time to miss tile Iouud OF social and edu-
eational duties that had filled her days.
There were many people in the communi-
ty, and the village where her sc0ool days
had been spent was distant only by an
hours drive, She had plenty OF books,
papers and magazines. but it was through
Bertha that one Of M0llie's pleasures came
about.
one day Bertha asked Mollie to address
an envelope for her. She was proficient
in German, but confessed that she could
not write English.
Il am ashamed" she said, the blood
staining her fair cheek. Gretchen, my
little sister goes to school, and last winter
she taught me to read little English.
Some day | shall learn to write it
Mollie thought the matter over. The
result was Sne began teaching Bertha,
and in return received help from the lat
ter in the study of German. This had not
been included in her high school course,
but while teaching she had been a mem
Der of German class.
There was little leisure time, yet they
managed to accomplish great deal. They
learned to have book open while they
brushed their hair or ironed. They soon
came to enjoy each others company. Mol
lie never tired of hearing of Bertha Ger
man home OF her journey TO America.
While to the foreign girl the others ac-
counts of school life were more interest
ing than fairy tales.
When June days began to paint the
cherries on the many trees around Mol
lies home with carmine, and the early
raspberIies began to ripen, Mrs. Manda
began to grow more friendly.
''Shall | come over this week after ber-
res, Mollie?' she called out on Monday
morning, driving her old horse as near as
possible to the line where Molie was hang
ing out a weeks wash "And the cher
ries-why, some one is picking the early
ones.'
yes; l hired Freddie Myers for to-
day. l promised Mr.. Harmon that he
should have three bushels of cherries this
afternoon. The later ones will not do un-
til next week. Then l shall be glad of as
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