The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1865-01-19
From Peterson's Magazine.
The Hat with the Ha arebclIs.
BY MRS. Mp AMEs,

Ss y"' 'tyNS 0AtNty uacuueu u
for blondel Those tiny harebells are pre-
cisely the nior Of your eyes! You will
take il?
Not now Mrs Chapnag but I viii lie,
You know Tomorrow. Il is very beautiful.
How much did You ssyy
Forty dollars. Bit. a. yon are an Old
customer, you shall have it for thirty. Ave.
As Avis Weldon turned to le,ve the
shop. she encountered the dark. handsome
eyes Of Charles Sumner, one Of the most n
vored Of her many imirsrS and who hal
evidently been politely waitin, fr the close
Of her business with the miliiner. @
Bushes accompanied her smile Of recos
n''ion, as he ap,lo,ized for his presence II,
the shop lie had con. on con nission.
be sasl. for his sister. who occupied meny OF
her hoars by fashion;ng little articles oi pss
and beauty and giving them to her frieSd.,
A shade Of disappointment was on his
face. as he opened the door. for Av,s, and
he said, mentally. lust like the res., after
AL. Thinkip. Of drss, --dres. only. And
! had hoped better things of her; and
thought. srm"tiIn ,s s-bn. pshlvr a,l n.
cut short his solil'qnv aad stubh rnlv re.
sisted tie tempta'ion to accompany Avis
hnme.
Thirty five dollars, in times like these.
for thaag like that = he said, as he walkaa
away. How much good the amount would
do some poor woman. whose husband is
away. fighting our blttlesr And, at din
ner, his sister wondered wha. ha | m lie
sChar'cy, as she said, so cross
Avis Weldon was the honsekeerer Of her
father her mother being dead. At dinner,
Mr. Weldon said.
swell, Avis. how does yonr allowance
hold QUIZ And he smiled. pleasantly. IN
on the fair girl Of whom he was Justly
proud 90,
I shall have plenty, pap,, il I don't in
dulge in 9 little extrayag,nee, r&a;ny.
which, just now, Ian tempted to d.
Anything reasonable, Avis; bare only
you What do you want y
"A hat at Mrs. Chapeau's And such 4
love Of a one. But it is too high priced,
How much is itq Il
'Thiriv-five dollars
Thefatl'er placed forty dollars in nor
hand without a word. 4f&. ,T22' ~
Avis jumped up and kissed him, and
then, as he o<e TO go. said,
ANY news from the army to-iay ? a@
= Yes; another >kirlnish before Peters
burg ''''-''' /
That is where Marys husband ia. r
hope he ,s not hurt Poor fbing, she Is
nearly distracted because she does not hear
from him. pec r. sgsa }sais.Sagsss i5 .
Mr.. Weldon went back to, his ofBcs. and
Avis turned to 20 to her own room. On the
landing she met the usually brisk chamber
maid. her eyes red IRON weeping. ss.
ANY pews Gom Dick vet, Mary p sa'' 9
Yes, Miss' she sobbed. He IL lying in
the hospital with the one arm gone iptiteiy,
and : bullet, hole through bis foot. And
now. 70 Ah'nk cannot even ga 10 ace. h,m 1
And he'dying for kind word, maybe p
But why can't you 81 70 bipr ! win
keep ycpr place fQr y9a' ''seaail. s :
/ The poor wife shook her head, and, Gov
ering her face with her apron, spbbed Is II
her heart wouli brvsk. Avis waited : mo
ment, and then saii, You have tbe means,
Mary, certainly r 81 .gsjs,4it '.s's,s saa Z
No, And hat Is what II killing me intire..
". Whsp | drev my list quarter, I gave
Il 10 my Arother, Who haa place IS I
coachman, to put 10 The Safsty-Fand. along
vid some money ofhis oVn. went to him,
today; but twas no use. He can't git It
back till after notoe. And poor Dick ma y
die there, alone. and niyer see him.
Hoy muck would il cost to 90 to him =
'Thiry dolers; there and beck again.
Avis put her hand 10 her pocket and
drew forth tho roll Of bills she hadGpst r.
ceived. eas III isus;J ss ,.stas ~
There are forty dollors, Mary = she said
Go to your husband, and II you need more.
write 10 me- ''.''f 3t'15t3 g = g
The poor creature. with many thanks,
hurried of 10 prepare herself tor her Jour.
ney; and Avis went up stairs. giving up .Le