Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1899-09-07

| ~ "ASAA Wv" oho uoPASoohoh III CoA-
tain branches of industry, and per-
haps hard winter in prospect"
"Isn't it in PROSPECT for, us ?" be-
gan Angelica, and checked herself
suddenly. She reached up-he was
a tall man--and laid her hand car
ressingly upon his shoulder.
| ''It will all come right, daddy, dear!
l must learn to be a better mana
ger," she said. "But they're mean,
all tho snme" she added, soto voce,
and dashed out Of the house. The
orchard glooms were kindly coverts
when stormy tears must have their
way. .....'
She did not pause in her fight, al
though she saw woman coming in
at the back gate--a woman who
looked somewhat like beggar or a
tramp, or perhaps one of the women
who worked in the paper mills.
There were Foreigners there, Ger
mans and Swedes. If she asked for
anything, her father would empty
the larder, thought Angelica; but
that seemed q small matter just now.
There were scarcely trace of the
tears on her cheeks when she return
ed to the house--somewhat hurriedly,
at last, for it occurred to her sudden
ly to make some popovers for sup
per, and to open a jar of the damson
preserves that she had made from
the fruit of their own plum tree.
This was Freeman's disappointment,
as we'll as hers, and at fifteen there is
a little consolation in popovers and
plum preserves. Perhaps, too, the
recreant little Adoniram should have
just taste. Life should not be
made too hard when one is nine.
AS soon as the popovers were in
the oven, she went up to the unfur-
nished woodshed chamber where she
kept her preserves. Alas! jar of
the plums had been opened, and half
its contents were gone! Juice had
been spilled upon the floor, and it
marked the track of small, bare
foot along the entryway to Adon-
iram's room.
There was only stern severity for
the culprit in Angelioa's heart as she
opened the door of his room. ADO
hiram lay in bed, with closed eyes,
evidently struggling for an appear
ance of repose upon his perturbed
and sticky countenance. He opened
his eyes and blushed vividly beneath
his sisters long, reproachful gaze.
"You-you needn't "a took my
clothes away anyhow" ho said, at
length. 81 wasn't going to put them
on"
"Your clothes2" Angelica's glance
wandered in surpris . the chair up
on which Adoniram's small habili-
ments had hung-the now empty
chair.
Ell just wont to look out the
back room window, because somc-
body kept knocking and knocking at
the back door, and when I came
bach my clothes were gone. Il
stayed a little while"
Adoniram had one great and gold.
On virtue; he was truthful.
Angelica went out of the room in
silence.
"Only four, and pretty small ones!"
he called after her, with plaintive
penitence; but she did not heed. A
startling, painful suspicion had driv-
en- all other thoughts from her mind.
| Her father came out from his
study to meet her as she decended
the stairs.
Ell tried to find you. There
was o poor woman here" he said.
She works in the mill q Swede, |
think. Her little boy, who also
works in the mill, has had q fever,
and they were obliged to destroy his
clothing for fear of infection. He
has not been able to return to his
work because she was too poor to
buy him more. She has four child
ron younger than he, and she seemed
to be utterly destitute. I found an
everyday suit of Adoniram's in his
room. [ remembered tho promised
box from Cousin Sarah Ponsonby,
and it seemed quite providential. :"
The minister hesitated slightly, look
ing with meek inquiry into hia
daughters severe young face. "It--
it seemed q leading that tho boy was
just Adoniram's age. l thought Ad,
oniram might wear his Sunday suit
for fow days, if the one he has on
is not fit for school,"
90 Papa Drew, that was his Sun.