The Florence daily tribune., 1898-11-10
STARS.
BY RAM KENNEDY.

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4 Ii the morning people were bust
"A ling about the house. this way
and that, up 20 the eyes in work.
The maid and u temporarily engaged
assistant superintendent operations
over Il steuming Tub: Mrs. Jameson
IN gfs'T-TF sFifiiTfe titen
an occasional hand, devoting the re
maiuder OF their time to cooking.
securing, cleaning and the hundred
and one matters of domestic neces-
sity; tradesmcn, with that uncrring
instinct of their kind which always
prompts their visits on the most in
convenient day, made frequent de-
mands upon the door; the children,
home for awhile were busy too, for
this was washday in the house of
Jameson,
The baby sat solemn and silent in his
tiny chair, securely tied thereto by n
disused pair of his fathers braces.
Scattered on the floor around him
were toys and picture-boolks, on his
lap lay slice OF bread and jam. a
broad red trail OF the teriudicatinF
a direct path over bib and chin toward
his mouth. He turned a large and
listless eye upon the surrounding
hustle.
''Baby is quiet to-day" said Mrs.
Jameson once, glancing casually to-
ward him.
Yes; he's thinking of something
not even eating his bread and jam"
did um sit and finlia-fnk?r This to
the child, with seductive waggle of
finger.
But baby sat motionless, gazing cow
like with his eyes. He did not even
say "Goo-goo"
Al that moment the maid came in
from the scullers', bearing with her
steamy atmosphere and an unwhole-
some odor Of soap. In her arms was
Fondcrous basket of demp linen
fresh from the wringing; this she de-
posted with a thud upon ;hc floor.
i've done this lot, ma'am," she
suid, "nn' I'm almost ready 10 start
on the coloreds. I'll put this hore n
minute while l go and get my line
out. Hape itll !5e q Gnc day for the
drying"
Mrs. Jameson stood at rest for o mo-
mcnt and surveyed the bully basAet
before her. She sighed. It was the
dream OF her life that at some hnppy
farrotI day her good man should earn
Just TINT little more-than-cnough
which would WARRANT her in putting
OH r'TT TiafGf5- f7nf fr5T srt5 WAS
uiddle-aRed. aud the dream had not
yet como; when it came-years luter
Il had lost rs value, fer her good
man was gone,
No, don't put the basket there" Z"
siiae said, tits in the way. Tut it
where baby is, and move him into the
corner"
Did ums have to be put in corner
like q bad boy?" said the maid, as
she followed out her mistress instruc-
tions
The baby remained as fmpassiye as
ever.
Suddenly q miracle occurred. The
lamp-oil iran having arrived and de-
ligeTed himself OF BIZ edu4.erpus bur
den. it hecarie eEain necessary for
Mrs. Jan,eson to Pause from her la
hors to Puy him. For this purpose she
wept 10 the cupboard wherein She
kept tic -sG9dry little boxes that
served hor for bookkeeping. and, draw
ing one forth. she presently poured
into her Eond tiny shower OF Change
This cc,lpT;sad several coins OF the
smallest SORT but ore Of them stood
out royally from ;be rcst-a bright
coprery be; uty flashing With the
Sunshine It was naw halfpenny.
The chlid's eyes giistened de-
siroasly.
"Gi-gil" he said, which, being in
terpretcd, is Give"
But this roI:arl; reriniaed unheard
amid tie hcsle; and it was NO until
the lnmp-oil slap ifsi received lis due,
und the cai2s--l ..1ht Ealfpenuy as
well-Ead Lcen restored 70 thcir little
box and cuPbcard ti.at Mrs Jameson
became aware OF the child's restless
ness.
"Ealloo, little manniel What 90
want nowq"
"Gi-gi!" This with an imperious
wave OF hand.
"Gi-gi? Oh, he wants his picture
book. GIVE him it. carciine."
sz5.Fsssss3
beFan 70 seet.1 II saueerirfi.
But baby had no joy Of his picture
book. On top Of his bread ana jam it
lay unheedad, its crade, gaudy Illus
I -tEations T.. seeming as namglit beside
that golden glorious something he
had momentafily seen fash across his
cosmos.
.'es ,;;-s5ilp !,lee.i7j. plaintivcly.
perhaps it's his gee-gee he wants,