Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-05-06

to her while we are on board the cruiser"
oh" cried katherine jauntily, 1.-The last
proviso is past praying for, but the other
two quite feasible. I'd be -eiighted to
chaperon Dorothy myself, and as for po-
likeness, good gracious, III be polite enough
to make up for all the courteous deficiency
of the rest of the family
For I hold that Oh the seas
The expression If you please
particularly gentlenanly tone implants
aunts.'
Now. Dorothy, don't be bashful. Here's
your sister and your cousin and your aunt
waiting for the horrifying revelation. W hat
has happened?'
IN tell you what is going to happen.
Kate said the girl, smiling at the way
the other ran on. Mrs. Capt A>empt will
perhaps consent to take you and me to
New York or Boston, where we will put
up at the best hotel, and trio ourselves
GU, in ball costumes that VIII be the envy
of Bar Harbor. l shall pay lie expense of
this trip partial return for your fathers
kindness in getting me an invitation and
your mothers kindness in allowing me to
be one of your party
on, then it isn't an elopement, but
legacy. Has the wicked but wealthy rela-
tive died?'
Yes" said Dorothy solemnIy, her eyes
on the floor.
on. am SO sorry for what I have just
sad.'
You always speak without thinking"
chlded her mother.
Yes. don't /? But you see. 1 thought
somehow that Dorothy had no relatives;
but II she had one who wealthy aud
who allowed her to slave at sewing, then
l say he was wicked dead or alive SO
there,
When work Is paid for It is not slavery"
commented Sabina with severity and JUS
tice.
The sewing girl looked up at her,
NV gT1uTlf9I her in virginia cd
slaves before the war, and / have often
thought that any curse which may have
been attached to slavery has at least partly
been e%piated by me, as fores hadowed in
the Bible, where it says that sins of the
fathers shall affect the third or fourth gem
erauons. l was thinking OF that when 1
spoke OF the shackles falling from my
wrists, for sometimes, Miss Kempt you
have made me doubt whether wages and
slavery are incompatible as you appear to
imagine. Ny father. who was a clergy
man, often spoke to me of his fathers
slaves, and while he never defended the in
softened by a glamOr that possibly OBJ
scured the defects of life on the plantation
But often In depression and loneliness /
have thought | would rather have been one
OF my grandfather's slaves than endure
the life / have been called upon 10 Lead
"Oh. Dorothy, don't talk like that or
you'll make me cry" pleaded Kate. Let
US be cheerful whatever happens Tell us
time. and then everything will be all right.
No matter how narrowing such a story be-
gins, 1t always ends with lashin's and
lashin's of money, or else with a prince
IN gorgeous uniform and gold lace, and
you get the half OF his kingdom. Do go
on
Dorothy looked up at her impatient friend
and a radiant eheerfulness chased away the
gathering shadows from her face.
We'll, once upon a time | lived very
happily with my father in a little rectory
In a lfttla town near the Hudson river His
family had been ruined by the war and
when the plantation was sold, or allowed
TO go derelict. whatever money came from
It went to his elder and only brother. My
father was a dreamy scholar and not
business man as his brother seems to have
been. My mother had died when I was a
child; l d@ not remember her. My father
was the klndest and most patient of men,
and all / know he taught me. We were
very poor, and l undertook the duties of
housekeeper. which I performed as well as
I was able. constantly learning by my
failures. But my father was so indifferent
to material comforts that there were never
any reproaches. He taught me all that
know In the way of what you might call
accomplishments and they were of
strangely varied order-a smattering of
Latin and Greek. good deal of French,
history, literature and even dancing. as
well as music, for he was an excellent mu-
stcian. Our meager income ceased with
my fathers life, and had to choose what
| should do to earn my board and keep,
like Orphant Annie. In Whitcomb Rlley's
poem. There appeared to be three avenues
open to me. / could be a governess, do
mestic servant or dressmaker. Z had al
ready earned something at the latter oc-
eapation, and l thought II l could set up
In business for myself. there was a asreaner
chance of gaining an independence along
that line than either a governess Or
servant. But TO do this ] needed at least
a little capital
ssAlthp,19b had M efar nm lea.
ton between the two brothers for many