The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1905-06-02

IL u private office, with his back to
the fire and his coat-tails bal
anced on either hand. He was bald
headed old gentleman with a ruddy
complexion, keen, black eyes, and leg
as snow.
And Miss Nelly Torrance sat look
ing at him timidly from the depths Of
her big armchair in which he had
beckoned her to seat herself.
$50 you are my Cousin Abrams
daughter2" said he, after a long
pause.
"Yes," said Nelly, wondering what
was in all those mysterious tin boxes,
and whether the monster iron safe
was full Of gold and silver pieces.
>,"And you want something to dor
Yves, please"
''Humphv' said Mr.. Brown.
Nelly glanced shyly up into his face.
But" she added with some spirit,
II am not asking for charity. am
willing to work."
you mean you would like to daub
canvas. or sew yellow sunhowers on
green plush screens" satirically OBJ
served the old gentleman. II don't
call that work"
"Nor I. either" retorted Nelly.
'Then what do you meanT said Mr..
Brown.
II mean that I shall be glad to do
any sort of honest work by means OF
which can earn my own living"
"Humphg' again interjected Mr.;
Brown. "Can you cookT
~Xes," Nelly answered.
II don't believe it."
"But can"
Ivory WE'LL" said Mr.. Brown, releas
Ing his soN tails and sitting down al
his desk, as II the question were def
initely dispoasd Of. my cook went
away this moluing. I haven't engaged
any one in her place. You may com,
this afternoon, md see what you car
do for me-"
Mr.. Brown fully expected that hi,
young cousin wouki recoil indignant,
from his proposal, hut she did nothing
of the Sort She simply said, Eyes
Cousin john" and asked for his pri
yate address.
Mind you're punctual," said he, a
he handed her the penciled card.
II am always punctual," calmly re
torted Nelly.
Mr.. Brown watched her out of tn
Office with a quizZical twinkle in tn
corner Of his eye.
''She won't come" he said to him
self. "I've seen the last of my fin
relative"
Nelly Torrance went home to a It'll
second-foor room, the cheapest tn
widow and her daughters could find.
Mrs. Adrian Torrance was dresse
In black. She was fair, delicat
piece Of human china, who had bee
like the lilies of the fed in that sh
''toiled not, neither did shs spin" L,
cetta, the elder daughter, was tryin
unsuccessfully enough, to trim = ALAG
crepe bonnet. by the window.
They had come up from the count,
ut Lucetta's suggestion, to appeal
their poverty, to this rich cousin Of 4
dead father and husband. but none
them anticipated any very satisfacto.
results from the experiment.
"These rich people are always mise
~" said Miss Lucetta.
"And I've understood" sighed Il
gentle little widow, "that he was n
pleased when Adrian married me-"
"WellT cried Mrs. Torrance, cage
~ as NELLY entered.
what does he sayT questioned L
cetta, dropping the folds Of ere
which she was vainly endeavoring
fashion into what the fashion-pla
called an "oblong bow"
II have seer Sim." said Nelly, U
rying her pyn-set-strings, "and I'm 6
ing to his house in Grandover Pa
this afternoon"
"You don't meAn." cried Mrs. II
rance, with a spasmodic catching
her breath. ''that he is going to ado
your"
~Not In the least, /" said Nelly. mo
namna, don't jump at conclusion
!. gust hear my plain. unvaRuashsd u