The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-05-01

I shook it hastily from my lap into
the straw beneath, but the
old lady had seen 1t, and
felt aghast as / remembered that the
story of that little slipper for the lief
foot of my pretty Cinderella would
/ probably cost me $1,000. of my very
discreet aunt's money.
Should [ throw myself on the old
lady's mercy at once-in the omnibus
4hg eonfessing the truth? Butyouid
she be likely Is believe me- did,
II thought not. I should .oniy, have
falsehood added to the blacklist al
ready prepared, [ doubted not, for
| old ladyFould not go as far, as I did,
ti~nation; SO | kept my own foot on
eneeedge of the little slipper, deter
mined to pick it up again, spite of all,
at the first opportunity.
: "NIEthink you dropped something,
sir, Said my aunt's friend coldly.
Nothing Of consequence think,
thank YOU" | replied in confusion.
III should rather think it was of
great consequence she remarked,
cruelty /; doubtless the young lady
wants her slipper matched or mend
ed" .3 'iafs st5ios
The young lady | What young la
dy? Alb ! IF / could only find this
Cinderella! Deeply mortified, T said
no more ; and the old lady soon left
me. i went into the Office carrying
my handkerchief in a different pock-
ct, that | might not draw out the
slipper with it and sat down to my
writing but my head was confused,
and that little bronze slipper danced
over the page, over every line of my
leger, in each leaf of the memorandum
book. IF these things go on like
this / exclaimed, mentally, Il shall
grow mad about that slipper. [ al
most wish i had never seen it."
just then one of the partners came
into the office. Haley" he said,
did you pick up an account written
on a slip of paper, of an order to be
executed for Grylls?"
Il did, sir, and put it in my pocket
book, as / thought you had most
likely dropped it.
Thank you, Haley. Just like you.
| admire a young fellow that has his
wits about him." z
l put my hand in for the pocket
book, and forgot all about the slipper
fora moment in my pleasure at my
employers praise; but it had not for
gotten me, and tumbled out. The
sandals, being entangled with the
pocket-book, hung from my hand, as
| slipped the elastic off the book, and
then the slipper fell upon the floor.
All this happened much more quickly
than I have written it, but a grave
frown rested on my employers face as
l handed him the paper.
Take care, Haley. Don't resent
it, if | give you a fatherly word of
warning. It is better a young man
should not carry such things in his
pocket; at least, should not allow
other people to see them"
/ looked up astonished. Nj. Ar
y. a5v, auu a 6avnUIUT.
What did he know about such things?
Il think / could explain to your
satisfaction, sir, that this is an acct
dent, If you had time, and really
involves nothing at all wrong"
Il quite believe you, Haley; but
every one won't be SO merciful.n
. Mr.. Arnold went out and closed the
loor. [ never thought-never guess
before what elaborate circum-
stances might depend upon a slipper;
but when L got home I lockedit away.
to. bring no more annoy
lnce upon myself BY keeping it too
Hose atfand. L .asaE > sd Ia 81.
i had invited one, two or three
7oung men aafew days afterwards to
nave a pullon the river. and then to
with me. aeas1g est
r After a pleasant hour and a half we
anne back hungry and e~xhiIarated. IT.
conducted my friends Ito my room:
md, whilst we chatted, Mrs. Pottle +
brought ins4auppersbnA discussion +
rose about a lecture of Ruskin's, and
us Toplnioa OF certain picture of
turner's. i can tell you exactly
Ehat he SAID I excIaimed. pulling
ut my keys and opening my desk,
for | COPIED the paragraph into az
I turned down the lid, and there
n the sight Of my three friends was
only the notebook, butStAe It4l
lie left slipper for that unknown. un-5Er
cen foot. A roar Of laughter recalled
ae toamy senses.T nFfen 1890
Is that a Chinese specimen Ha4-
ey2ITI heard you'd bought ones
What 2 sly boy you arelo Who IS
ne, Haley ?HsirsspsE 1paspa 7ssaAsM aoNp1H
Brown. turned out with blues
cry tasty indeed, should say.'aeaps u
Meet me- by moonlight alone.pstat
Who stole the slipper2"
Need Y say mores MRS. Pottle, =
,alklpg about the room, heard, some /
these remarks, and gave me, III :
bought, a look Of malicious triumph. .
g. Re ~rrifnla a1Eadlnm Co Lii z