The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-02-17
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the work other women were doing for
tho company in which her brother was
officer, and she had come today bent
on taking her place among the workers
She was loosening the strings that held
in place bulky parcel Uncle Toby had
brought in.
II couldn't find a thing about the
house but this roll Of bedtioking. I had
got it just before Reggie went away
to recover pillows, but since he went
and we have moved we seem to need SO
little of anything. Nanny Jane says
she doesn't see why we can't make trou-
sers out of it,"
The brilliant blue and pink striped
ticking lay unrolled on the table where
lawyers had been wont to fight out
their legal battles. A dozen hands were
outstretched to test its quality.
ut will be just superb. They could
not ask for anything better. ! only wish
we had 100 yards Of it."
"Oh, I'm SO glad you think well of
it, I almost went into Mysteries when
nanny proposed it. Just fancy Reggie
careering after the Yankees in pair
of trousers made of bedticking."
"He could career after them much
more comfortably, my dear, than in
none.'
"Oh, yes, Of course; but you don't
think things will ever get that much
worse, Mrs Denman?" b.
"There's no knowing, there's no
knowing" And, turning away from the
sacrificial altar on which she had laid
her cherished damask curtains willing
sacrifice, the old lady wiped away a
furtive tear Or two. Mot" she made
pathetic haste to explain, "the giving
up Of pile of old damask, my dears,
but it emphasizes the straits Mr.. Den
man and the boys are passing through
as nothing else in the world could do.
Why, Mr.. Denman helped me to select
those very curtains the first visit we
paid to Now Orleans after we were mar
RED"
Miss Varina was examining the cur
tains with long drawn face.
Dear Mrs. Denman, why in the
world did you ever buy curtains with
birds on them?"
birds? Why, it was tho birds that
made MIR. Denman insist Oh that lot
over some with ferns and things on
them. He thought the birds flying, or
looking as if they were flying, among
the flowers was so cute"
"Cute? Yes, perhaps, but birds on
curtains are sure to bring bad luck"
bad luck? Why, unril this horrid
war broke out never knew what bad
luck was. l hope you are not going to
lay it to my curtains, Miss Monckton.'
Monksey was getting into deep waters.
Marianne came to her relief impetuous.
ly.
81 wish I was half as clever as that
beautiful Miss Bascom. They say she
mas two hand looms running on her
place, and they are turning off sure
enough cloth. -
"Then l Think" said Olivia Potts,
recoiling from the idea Of Neddie Mat.
shews wearing shirt made from Mrs
Denman's unlucky curtains, cit is as
little as she can do to contribute it to us
light now. The Ladies' Soldiers Assist
mt society needs every yard she can
possibly weave. I suppose sho is weav-
ng it for the people on her place. She
s very queer. ,.
"Oh, don't know about that" said
Marianne, quick always to defend the
'bsent. Reggie says sho is splendid
as fearless as lion and always
% be depended on to do the right thing"
This bit Of special pleading brought
miles to several lips. Captain Bel
maps infatuation for the colonel's
laughter had made itself manifest to
many watching eye.
There was q great Gathering Of
orgues in tho old courthouse that
pleasant spring morning There was so
nuch for the out of town members of
no L. S. A. S. to tell the in town
members.
Mrs. Phipps had discovered a perfect
ubstitute for bluing, and the recipe
1ust be passed from lip to lip. To the
lick clack of knitting needles, which
ever stopped, Mrs. Clark told how the
ark of the pecan tree would yield the
lost gorgeous purple dye. There was
ne newest process Of bleaching tho
wamp palmetto for the plating Of