Hutchinson gazette., 1900-06-21


but she makes too much trouble, Now
Bessie, she isn't pretty. but she Is 80
exquisitely neat and dainty 1t makes
one comfortable simply to look at her.
OF course, she isn't perfecti she Is too
timid to have much characteI, but she
Ia faslidious and orderly; so on the
whole i think / will take her.
Jessie's face was burning, and tears
stood in her eyes. Bessie sat with face
nverted and tightly clasped hands
Finally she looked at her sister; then
Bessie, the Ntimid," arose and walked
into the room where her aunt and her
mother sat
"Aunt Molly" she commenced, her
voice quiyerlng "Jessie and | did not
mean to listen; but after you com
menccd we Just had to. am very
much obliged. know ! appreciate
all you ofIer"-her voice grew lower
shut can't go with You, 1t Is not
worth It. Everything has been wrong
since this cnme up, Jessie and hye
loved each other so much,'-she
caught her breath llttlc,-"but,
when you said whNtyou did about her,
! was glad, yes, glad, Then, when !
looked at her, the wlckcdncss cf 1t all
came over me, ! suppose you meant
all right, but Jessie and have been
more unhappy these two weeks than
we ever were before in our lives, You
nre very good. nuntie but | would
rather not say anything more about
It,"
"And give up all your chances with
your modelling, dear?' questioned
Mrs. Bartlett,
eyes" she answered firmly "Please
do not talk about IT," Then she left
the room,
Outside two soft arms c0me about
her neck, while n tehr-wet cheek nest
led against hers.
"Wcrcn't you just snlcndld?' n
voice whispered, "lhe idea OF Aunt
Molly's talking about you being timid
and having no character"
As they were going up the stairs
they heard Aunt Mollys low, merry
laugh,
81 believe she knew we were there
when she was t0ilSlng," Jessie mur
INJURED Indignantly
Up in their room they sat silently In
the dark awhile,
Finally Jessie broke the silence, 81
don know whether the wicked sister
could have done whit you did or not
rcs.ip." she snld, Then she arose ant
lit the gas, She hung up discarded
dress living ON chair, then examined
critically skirt on another chair, 80
believe | win launder that tomorrow
she remarked.
"The idea Of Aunt Molly's calling
you careless" Bessie exclaimed, TheI
they went Off into penls Of laughter,
The next day Aunt Molly wen
home. ''' ''
The girls said very little to any ont
about the oluring vista which had Sc
suddenly opened and closed TO them
Bessie shed in secret some discouraged
tears over her poor little images.
Tessics position was the harder
though, for her pride rs well as he
hopes had received hard blow, but
she hung up her clothes, She practice'
too, until her mother gave sigh o
relief when she heard the piano lii
finally shut, for the girl was fighting
out several things for herself and no
the least Of the fight came to her on
day in letter from Mrs. Bartlett. !
read:--'
"NTy dear Jcssie;-T have conclude,
to shoulder the trouble Of you If 20,
think you can get along with me
Seriously, my dear, I am lonclier thar
ever. ] have thought the matter over
and wondered IL Bessie really care,
so much TO come, after all. As I sat
before, she In shy little person: ant
really, the opportunity belongs {
you, anyway MS you are the older.
am sure il has ceased TO be matte
> of trouble between ycu. So comC
! my dear and crafty your lonesom
old auntie very much,'
Mrs. Bartlett was slipping her cotfe
one morning in her handsome dinin
room when the butler laid the nnswe
to this letter down by her plate,
ran thus:
"My Dear Aunt Molly; We hav
talked the maNter over and over, an
Bessie is determined that | shall CONT
She has used all your arguments, an
insisted that she much prefers me {
go until have decided to accept you
invitation, not without hesitation,
confess; but your Kindness may cr
able me in time to give Bessie wha
she needs. Mother tells me TO do n
I think best, Your loving neice.-
Jessie May"
She rend II with frown, then lai
it down impaticntly. "Too bad" sh
murmurcd "Too had I was afroit
Pretty poor sort of character tho
builds its hopes on the disappoin
! ments Of those nearest and dearest {
it. Enable her to give Bessie who
I she necds-bah!" She picked up th
letter. and left the room with a clout
ed face. Out in the hall a messcngC
boy was just being admitted.
"Telegrom, man," announced tn
butler.
/ She tore II open,
"Don't eNpect 500. Have change
my mind win write. JESSIE MAY
! "Good" exclaimed Mrs. Bartlett jo,
; fully. "Goodl" and she executed tw
or three waltz steps with surprisin
lightness, much to the astonishmer
of the messenger boN Then sll
seized telegraph-blank and wrot
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