It was easy to be confiding with Ruby, and Eloise soon found herself
talking freely of her life and school days in Mayville, and the
necessity there was for her to teach, and the bitter disappointment it
would be to lose the school on which so much depended.
"My father is dead," she said, "and my mother is--" she hesitated, while
a deep flush came to her cheeks, "she is an invalid, and there is no one
to care for her now but me. She is in California, and I may have to go
for her, and must have the money."
Just for a moment, when Mr. Bills asked her to take Eloise's place,
there had been in Ruby's mind a half-formed hope that she might be
wholly reinstated in her old place as a teacher. But it was gone now,
and Jack Harcourt himself was not more kindly disposed to the helpless
girl than she was.
"You shall not lose the school, nor the time either," she said
impulsively. "I am to take it till you are able, and then I shall step
out. In the mean time, I shall do all I can for you,--shall enlist Tom
Walker on your side, and you will have no trouble."
She arose to go, then sat down again and said, "I hope you will be able
to attend our Rummage Sale."
"Rummage Sale!" Eloise repeated, remembering to have heard the word in
connection with the slippers Miss Amy had sent her. "I don't think I
quite understand."
"Don't you know what a Rummage Sale is?" Ruby Ann asked, explaining what
it was, and saying they were to have one in a vacant house not far from
Mrs. Biggs's, the proceeds to go for a free library for District No. 5.
"I am one of the solicitors," she continued, "but as you are a stranger
you may not have anything to contribute."
As Rummage Sales were just beginning to dawn on the public horizon
Eloise had never heard of them, but she became interested at once,
because Ruby Ann was so enthusiastic, and said, "I have two or three
white aprons I made myself. You can have one of them if you think
anybody will buy it."
"Buy it!" Ruby repeated, rubbing her hands in ecstasy. "It will bring a
big price when they know it was yours and you made it. I'll see that it
has a conspicuous place. And now I must go and see Mrs. Biggs again
about the sale. Good-by, and keep up your courage."
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