Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1900-05-26


4Nlife!" said Millicent More, closing
her book with sigh.
"Nothing ever happens to u.s. said
her cousin Catherine, with a smile, as
she bent forward to pick up dead leaf
off her pet geranium.
Millicent and Catherine More were
girls of % and 25-''old maids the IT.
year-olders called them-who taught
school and supported themselves COM
fortably by their own unaided efforts.
Nillcent was pretty, with red lips,
clear, bright complexion and hair touch
ed with the warm auburn gold that
artists copy and poets rave of, and
Millicent had not quite given up her
E$Ie dream of love and matrimony,
but Catherine never spoke of such
things. Catherine was not absolutely
a fright, but Catherine was small and
plain, with ordinary gray eyes, hair
like everybody else's, and not the slight
est pretensions to beauty.
But the two cousins were very happy
together after their own unpretentious
fashion, Millicent supplying the senti-
mental and poetical element and Cath
crime contentedly devoting herself out
of school hours to the housekeeping.
And upon this particular December
afternoon, just as the girls We're de-
ploring the monotony of their daily life,
the postman tapped at the door with a
letter.
"a letter. cried Millicent
"For meT' echoed Catherine.
And the cousins read it, with their
arms twined about one another and
their heads very close together.
"Uncle George is dead in Australia"
gasped Millicent.
"Oh, Milly--and he has left an orphan
boyw added Catherine, the tears brim-
ming into her eyes. 1--WE must adopt
him, Milly-we must bring him up"
Millicent drew back a little.
Il don't see why" she said, somewhat
coldly. "Uncle George never did any
thing for u.s.
1--WE never asked him to, Milly."
"But he knew we were forced to sup
port ourselvesw
Perhaps, dear, he was even poorer
and this child is left alone In the
world. I'll sit down and write to the
lawyer this minute"
'Stopw said Millicent, COMPRISING
her lips. do you mean that you really
intend taking a great, rough, half-civ-
ilized boy into this houseT
Certainly do" said Catherine, ear
childr'
I'm that case" cried Millicent, AZ
shall not remain here. If you choose
to open gratis orphan asylum it is no
reason that my slender income should
be squandered to feed your fancies!
But, Milly, your salary is larger than
miner
And l do not mean to scatter 1t for
mere chimera. This child has no sort
Of claim upon either of US. Let the
Australian authorities provide for
him."
And Millicent More could not be per-
suaded to take any other view of the
question than this. The next day she
told her cousin that she had made ar
rangements to secure home with Miss
keturah Bayley, who took "a few Sc
lect boarders," in the next street.
And then Catherine sat down to con-
slider ways and means. She had taken
the house for a year-there was no re-
ceding from the rent question.
"Ill let the lower story to Mrs. Hop
per, the milliner," said she to herself
In half a house, but all pride must be
laid aside now. l will take the back
bedroom myself and little Willie shall
have the front room that looks out on
the street l shall have to do without
my new silk dress and to countermand
my subscription to the illustrated En-
cyclopedia,' but l shall not mind that
I'll discharge Hannah and engage little
Dorcas Brown, who is so fond of chill
dren and has such a winning way with
her. And | know we shall get along
splendidly-though, to be sure, shall
have to ask Lawyer Goodale for copy
ing to do at home in the evenings, for
must be laying up little something
against Willie's future education"
pol IL never occurred 10 CdtnerlHe
More that she was doing n brave and
heroic thing in denying herself for the
benefit of one whom she deemed yet
poorer and more helpless than herself
nor to Millicent that she was acting
the part of recreant.
The little room in the front of the
cottage second story was fitted up pref
lily for the orphaned Australian boy
Catherine had sold her cabinet organ