Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-02-04

will it be all right for me to clean
those shelves this morning, ma'am
said Nora, poking her head into the
liVingroom, where Helen was basking
in the sun, reading magazine story
Yes, Nora, go right ahead, she
said, raising her head for moment.
and then going back TO the story,
which had reached an exciting part.
"Be careful though, about the
things that are hanging in the closet.
Nora hardly heard the injunction,
50 anxious was she TO get at the
shelves in question. They were her
pet abomination, and, as rule, Helen
would have rushed to help her re-
move the things from the closet, but
somehow or other she felt lazy this
morning, and without another
thought had decided to allow Nora
to struggle along with the whole
thing.
Finishing the story after a while
she went into her own room and
tossed the silk comfortable off the
bed while she threw the covers back
TO air. Somehow the morning had
gone to her head, and she felt a little
reckless about anything that might
happen. That was usually the time
in her experience when things actual
sibly happen, she thought gaily. 1t
was too nice a day for that. She
really must find something TO do that
would take her out in the sunshine.
She could take Winifred downtown
for the shoes she needed, that was
just the thing.
Nora was still busy with the closet
in the hall and was curiously still
about it. Looking out Helen saw that
she was not there. The closet had
been emptied of all its things and the
contents dumped on the bed in Wini-
fred's room. Winifred, who had been
busy playing paper dolls on the floor,
rad disappeared and Helen, wonder
ing what had happened, went out to
the kitchen.
What are you doing in here,
baby" she said, pushing open the
door of the buffers pantry to find
Winifred bending over something
Nora was looking at over by the win
dow. Nora looked up, her eyes wide
and frightened.
whats the matter, Nora? Has
anything happened?
''Oh, Mrs. Curtis" began Nora, Il
am so sorry, but L couldn't help 1t.
honestly I couldn't"
The Gown Ruined by Smudgc of Oil
Helen had crossed the room and was
examining the thing that lay Imply
over Noras knee. 1t was her best
evening gown, the one she had seen
down town in the window. It had
been caught up in a sheet and hung
away in the hall closet over the
front breadth was an ominous dark
stain that smelled peculiarly.
THAT oil I was going to use on my
dust cloth. ma'am," groaned Nora.
IL had it up on the shelf and when 1
was taking down Mr.. Curtis dress
suit the hanger caught and pulled it
Owe. :"
80. mann. was just going to use
it, Nora was weeping noisily. and
after moments reflection Helen
hadn't the heart to say any<ling
more. With sigh she turned away.
Don't cry any more. Nora" she
said. turning to comfort the heart
broken girl. Helen knew that Nora
WIS deeply sincere, and as there was
no need of crying about spilled milk,
sha hated TO have the girl miserable.
Finish the closet as quickly as
possible. and then get out Miss Wini-
frcd's things. ! am going to take her
downtown
Nora proceeded with the business
of the moment. wiping her eyes every
now and then and looking mournfully
a the gown that Helen had thrown
over the foot of the bed in the room
Where all the other things had been
placed.
Ninifred was prancing around.
anxious to get out in the air and light,