The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1903-06-13

She wanted money, oh so badly This
was not the first time she had longed for
it, deeply, ardently longed for anything in
the shape of money-gold, silver, or crisp
bank notes; but it seemed to her that the
desire had never been SO keen as now
Only a few dollars, just what would be suf-
fcient to take her away from this dull,
disagreeable place, and from this constant
toiling and drudgery under cross old Cousin
Jemima, who never gave her pleasant
word, and had only fault finding and sneers
for all her earnest endeavors to please
Why, only this morning-But here the
current of the young girls thoughts was
broken by the sound of sharp, shrill voice
from the next room.
"Sybila,' called Cousin Jemima, an
grily; "Sibilla, are you never coming with
those cakes p
The cakes! Alas! she had quite for
gotten them in lamenting over her griev-
ances; but she dared not wait, so catching
plate from the hearth, she hurried in
'What do you call these p asked Miss
Jemima, with contempuous sniff, as her
eye fell upon the few pale, cold spheres
which Sybilla was placing on the table.
"What do you call these things, | say
''Cakes,' murmured poor Sybilla, in
unutterable confusion.
"Cakes!' repeated Miss Jemima, with
another sniff IL call them trash. Take
them away instantly, and bring me some
that | can eat.
Sybilla started to obey; as she reached
the door Miss Jemima called out,-
"You may eat those for your own break
fast. Do not imagine that 1 will allow
you to waste anything in my houser'
With swelling heart and eyes that were
filled to overhowing, Sybilla turned away
but her head was held proudly erect, and
her slight figure displayed all the haughti
ness of which it was capable. Not fol
worlds would she have allowed Miss Je-
NINA to see how deeply she was wounded
but quickly subduing her emotion, she pre-
pared her cousin favorite breakfast dish
more carefully, and that lady condescended
to let the meal pass without further COM
ment
'I'm going OUT said Miss Jemima,
stepping into the kitchen where Sybila
was deep in the mysterious of baking.
"Im going away, and will not be back
until supper time Do you hear what !
say. Sybilla ?''
''Yes, ma am, - answered the young
girl, whose heart leaped joyfully at the
prospect of having long, quiet day to
herself but demurely though she spoke,
she could not conceal her satisfaction from
Miss Jemima's keen eyes.
"Want to get rid of me, do you ?'' said
that lady, grimly. "Well, I'll try to find
employment for you during my absence.
Finishing all that baking, do up the dairy
work, sweep and dust the house down,
and then Here Miss Jemima paused,
and poor Sybilla hoped the catalogue was
ended, but not SO. "And them contin
ued Miss Jemima, "you may whitewash
the kitchen
"Whitewash the kitchenr' exclaimed
Sybila, in dismay, all her airy visions fad
ing, as she was thus doomed to toll through
the long, sunny hours. ''Surely, Cousin,
you do not mean that I shall do this! Why,
1t is only few weeks since it was done. ~
'tNo matter for that said Miss Jemi
ma, shortly; 81 mean exactly what say.
do not intend, Sybilla Vernon, that you
shall eat the bread of idleness, although
that is exactly what you would like to do. .
cit is too badr' exclaimed the young
girl, while her eyes flashed and her cheeks
burned at the insult ''It is too bad to
speak In that manner when all the time
you are making perfect slave of mel
Making slave of you, am /? Well,
and il ! am-what are you going to dc
shout itY said Miss Jemima, while dull