Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1899-07-20

H(NN!S) 49, vantage point be-
"a ~ hind the faded
moreen curtains Miss Hopkinson gazed
with some awe upon the handsome
brown-stone house opposite, before
which a claret-colored landau was
swaying and rocking on its easy
springs, while the jet-black horses
champed at their silver bits and
fecked their broad chests with foam.
"a great responsibility, of course, "
said Miss Amanda Dale, who was tax
ing tea with Deborah Hopkinson.
For there is no doubt that she keeps
a general supervision over their man
ners and morals-that is, if she is q
good mistress"
Alas for the antiquated notions of
our two spinsters. Mrs. Hyde Della
tour, even then stepping into her car
riago, robed gorgeouslyi in sable furs and
maroon velvet, did not even know her
servants names. Cook, chamber
maid, were the titles wherewith she
addressed them on the rare occasions
upon which she was brought into di-
rect communication with them. And
as for any supervision over their
morals and manners, Mrs. Hyde Del
atour would most probably have burst
out laughing at the idea.
Except Sarah. She knew Sarah by
name, for a wonder. Sarah was the
scamstress, a slender, pretty girl, with
dark, wistful eyes and q complexion
like a balsam flower Mrs. Hyde Del
atour liked to have her about because
she was so pretty.
Aud to speak truth, Sarah Cleve
was rather above her station. Her
father had been well-to-do country
farmer who had ruined himself by in
dorsing for q william of neighbor, and
his death had left Sarah quite alone
md friendless in the world. Naturally
enough, she had come to New York.
Mrs. Hyde Delatour had advertised
for seamstress. Sarah Cleye had
answered the advertisement and OBJ
tanned fireplace.
Mrs. Hyde Delatour was careless
and INDECENT. 1t was "Sarah, get me
my portemonnaie from the upper bu-
reau drawer" Sarah, carry this
bracelet up to my jewel case" Sarah
pay this bill" Sarah, put that
change in my desk" For somehow
Mrs. Delatour trusted Sarah more
than the rest Of them.
"Its no use," said Sarah to the
cook the very afternoon that Miss
Dale and Miss Hopkinson watched
the lady drive away from her door.
II should like to go. ] always did
long to see what ball was like, but ]
rant. I haven't the money for g
dress"
"Hire one," suggested Louisa, the
cook, a vul gar, over dressed woman Of
forty. "Dear mel you can hire q
beauty for So"
But 1 haven't got So" shamefaced.
ly owned Sarah.
"You can get it easily enough, ,
said Louisa, slightly lowering hel
voice and looking Sarah hard in the
face.
"How?"
"Ain't that missus' purse in you
hand this minute? And full, too, II
bet a copper"
Sarah started.
eyes" said she; ST had forgotten.
She left it on the hall hat-rack by mis-.
take. L was going to take it to hel
room"
"Stop Bit" said Louisa, catching
at her arm as she turned away. cit;
only SIS. Borrow it of missus."
Sarah colored.
81 should be ashamed to ask, cook
"Ask? Oh, fddle!" screamed
Louisa. "What fools some folks are
What's the need of askin' when you'v,
got purse full of money in you
hand? Take it out on the sly. Pu
it back on the sly. Missusll nevel
know. Missus never counts he
money, And where's the harm done?'
Sarah hesitated.
ELLEN borrowed S. OF me for he
winter suit" she said 81 suppos
she'll ray it back when her month i
out"
"Of course she will,' said cook
plausibly. "Aud then you can replac
this money and nobody peyer lie tn
wiser for it. "
II should like to go to a ball, jus
for once" sighed Sarah, wistfully.
"And why shouldn't you?" sal
Louisa Come; don't be n ninny
Missus'Ii never know Why, just SCI
the purse a-stickin' out with fatness!'
So poor Sarah yielded; end whel
she laid Mrs. Hyde Delatours purs
back in the rosewood secretairc it wa
the lighter by S. bill.
ut isn't stealing" Sarah kept say
ing TO herself, "for [ shall return
before it is even missed.
She went with the cook 10 plac
Oh the Bowory where gaudy gown