St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1864-11-24

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capital joke now but it will lose its
pom: when the time comes. l am
quite safe. ... ....,.
Almy laughed and touched up his
! horses as they dashed into Blooming
dale Road.
"Mind," calculated Payne, as he dis
mounted from the carriage, lit is to be
whole day"
"T*o, ifyou like"
"No, one will be sufficient; t Here
ly wish to test the point" And he
walked away, mentally chuckling to
think how p;at]y he had coruered the
haughty young officer, whose mustache
and horses were the best "gotteh up"
in Central Park.
"Maurice, what on earth have you
been doing to yourself? Where's your
uniform? Why do you wear that alb
surd old gray suit p
Mary Almy held up both hands in
dlsmay Maurice himself was scarcely
less disconnected he had not reckoned
on this rencounter.
"My dear Polly, I thought you were
safely packed off for three weeks in
+ Albany!'
"But | had to come back for my
reticule. There's no hurry; I sha'n MT
miss the train. Seriously, Maurice,
what is the meaning of this n.ssquer-
ade ?"
"Only one of my idiosyncrasies: as
Carrie Dewey used TO say. Poor little
Carrie !! I wonder what has ever become
Of her! [ think she was the prettiest
little creature I ever saw"
Mary A|n.y's face grew grave: she
had hoped her brother had forgotten
: the boy-and- yirI-attachmcnt Of four
years ago, broken abruptly of by the
worldly wise guardians, who thought
: that Carrie newey's blue eyes were
.scapely equivalent for the wealth
: OF the Almys.
"Nonsense, Maurice Why, Parker
will be ashamed to drive you out "
!. !. 81 should be sorry to hurt Parkcr's
/ delicate feelings but fortunately I an
Eot going to order the carriage; |
r shall take an omnibus"
with your foot!"'
"Polly, how many of the wounded
men in cur regiment do you suppose
keep carriage? And yet they con:
trive to exist very comfortably"
Mary made little grimace but
she remembered the railroad time ia.
+: BILE, and hurried down stairs, greatly to
: her brothers relief.
] "Major Amy clerk in Raeburn'
store don't believe word of it v'
u Miss Edith Aubrey gave the plume
o on her velvet hat little contemptuous
toss.
"But I tell you, my dear, I saw him
e there" said Mrs. Melville, delighted
at having. come into possession of such
an invaluable morsel of gossip, "selline
: a box Of corn-plaster to old Dr. JEFF
u freys. You may depend on it Their
n fine fortune has all blown up-hov
y true it is that riches have wings! Af
ter all Mary Almy's airs and graces, t.
+ think Of her brother in a shoe-store =
). "But isn't he entitled to some sor
9 of pension?' s.-.:.s.
y "My dear, the Almys are just the
kind Of people to refuse any such tri
4 fling help from Government, and rely
entirely on their own exertions. A.
!. proud as Lucifer you know. All mt
q the changes in this world! Wouldn',
you like to 60 round there, Edith? ? !
left my glove On purpose" :tr-' "
Maurice Almy was secretly consult
ing his watch, and marvelling at the
slow motion of its hour-hand, when
Mr.. Raeburn's shrill, cracked voic,
V summoned him with comical air Of
authority. as. .......s
"Young man, young man, say
you'll never learn the shoe trade cor
> rect if you stand dawdlin' there. Just
look on the shelf under the counter
and give me a pair of them No. 8 calf
skins !" e: ...-~r.# - -... <.~4
y Maurice stopped with some difficulty
laughing" "mentallyat his own vexation
L as he did so. The next moment he
started nerVously as Miss Aubrey's low
{ voice, on the other side of the counter
reached his ear. "za2. -@F"a:t$ .5@@
y ,"Of course there never was anything
more than a Irritation between us
Fancy ME being tied for lite to poor