The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-02-13

arc FILL There is no place-then she
must take what she can get But yes,
the private pupils ademoisolle, they
do not pay her well, those people
where She teach She have not tell me
who they are. but they have money.
and they do not pay her half what
she Is wort, / know They do not
Understand how she have work, have
study, for the know. So now she come
to me to sell the hats That. it Is new;
but she is quick, and in the busy times,
the afternoons, she work for me. But IL
is hard. thatl' She shrugged her shout
ders and spread her hands with an elo-
Quent gesture Of generous indignation.
Philippa's cheeks had turned as pink
as The roses in her hat She sat quite
still gazing at her reflection in the
glass and the little black figure moving
to and fro in the dim background.
Thank you" madame" she said,
briefly, when the voluble mllliner
paused, her ample bosom heavlng with
the warmth Of her generous feelings.
ut is-hard as you say; but things
like that do happen, suppose. About
the hat"
"Parfaite, l do assure you!" cried
madame, returning to the subject with
a facile grace And then, the price
consider! Twenty dollars for a hat
worth"
Philippas cheeks grew pinker still,
and a fash Of something proud, indig-
nant, came into her eyes.
Eyes, | will take the hat" she said.
"and pay, if you please, madame, what
ever it is worth believe I am sick
OF bargains! Please send it home to-
morrow, with the bill. Come, Stubsl
Good afternoon, madame!"
She swept away with dignity the
fascinated Stubs dragged after he's by
one reluctant hand, and left = me
bewildered by her sudden ''''>'Np f
mood. ~os from
20 Ph'ippa" shouted Stu -
short legs making heroic efrorts9 ungcp
up with his sisters rapid pacTi 20
Phippa! l saw FwauichI-I saw Fwau-
lein in the mill'ner's shop!"
Indeed! You don't say sol" re-
turned Philippa, with polite surprise.
Strange. So did Il"
she's got no burfday, FwauIe'n
hast" His shrill small voice peT e.
trated above the roar of the street.
"She told us so-tomorrow-a hurf6ay,
Fwaulein has!"
Indeed" Philippa said again, grim
ly. What are you going to give her,
Stubs?" She turned upon him with a
sudden and disconcerting severity.
You're going to give her something!
What shall it be? Flowers, Stubs? Ros-
es, violets, candy, Stubs?"
"Cawamels!" shriked Stubs. in ecs-
tasy. "Cawamels and choclet cweams-
pounds an pounds!"
Pounds and pounds!" echoed
Philippa, recklessly. And flowers,
too! o Stubs we'll make it up to her,
my dear-somehow We'll make it up
to herr" SS,
And then Stubs caught the NJ of
something strange and sorry in his SIS
ter's voice, and looking up beheld
tears in Philippa's merry eyes.
She was all ready for Evelina the
next morning when that unsuspecting
young person came up the stairs again,
and pausing at the door of the library
where Mr. Somers sat, tapped softly
and came IN,
The little "Fraulein's" delicate face
was paler than usual, and her quiet
manner was a trife flurried.
Il thought, Mrs. SomerB," she began
II have been thinking for some time
that I ought to tell you'll am afraid l
shall not be able to go out with the
children. /"
ooh, is that you, Fraulein?" said
Philippa, coming out casually from be-
hind the window curtain, and taking
a position Of much firmness and digni-
ty beside the big table in the middle Of
the room. Mamma will excuse me.
You know it is l who made the ar
rangement with you in the first place
so if you are going to resign or any
thing, will you please do it to me?"
ooh, said Evelina, flushing family,
81 was going to say" She looked visit
fully at Mrs. Somers, who, smiling,
rose and left the ROOM and then she
turned to Philippa with an appealing
doubt and distress in her face; but
that perverse young lady was unmoved.
Il don't think, however, that it is
necessary for you to go on" observed
Philippa, lightly, playing with a paper
| knife which Law uDOn tho fab1e "I,e