The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1871-08-24
IDAHO WORLD.
ONLY AIsHoP GIRL.
now DOUGLAS LENNox FELL m LOVE WITH AND MAR
q. lis RED HELEN RoMER 81


ber?"
The words fell with tired sigl
from the lips of the young girl who
stood behind the counter, and caused
Douglas Lennox to take a second look
into the sweet face and dark grey eyes
which met his for the first time.
Bending over the box of gloves
which she had taken down for his in
spection, the young girl sighed again
and Douglas hastily rose from the stool
upon which he'had lazily dropped.
81 am ashamed to sit when you are
standing" he said; II am sure you
must be very tired, are you notw
The young girl would have refused
to notice the remark from most stran.
gers, upon any subject except their
purchases. There are some people we
instinctively feel we can trust, and
Douglas Lennox's kind voice, and
frank, honest face effectually disarmed
resentment. She looked and said:
Rather tired. | have been on my
feet all day." and the faint smile which
dimpled the corners of her mouth add
ed, in the young mans eyes, to the
winning beauty of her face.
"But surely you can sit down when
you have a spare moment !" he said
somewhat Indignantly.
The young girl shook her head. "No,
not in business hours"
at is a shame" said Douglas, ~
have heard that such denominations ex-
listed in our city, but | never really be-
lieved it."
at is allowed in some stores" said
the young lady.
"Then why do you not leave your
place here and goto such one ~ asked
Douglas.
She gave another faint smile. "If
you had been shop girl for four years
and knew the difficulty of getting a
situation, you would not ask that ques-
ton" Then hastily pushing a second
box of gloves toward him, she added in
a lower tone:
"Mr Sheldon is coming this way. |
should lose my place here if he heard
what l said Please look at the
glovesw
And Douglas, not stopping to exam
inc whether he got the number he
wanted or not, quickly selected two or
three pairs, paid for them and left the
store. But he carried with him the i'm
age of the sweet-faced shop girl, and
it haunted him unaccountably all dav.
"Poor tired little thing" he said,
pityingly. 81 wish she were my sis
ter, and then she needn't work so
hard"
Once or twice he curled his naughty
lip at the idea that he, the aristocratic
Douglas Lennox, who was sole master
of handsome place on the Delaware,
who counted his money by thousands
and who for certain reasons had been the
lawful prey of all the managing mamas
and matrimonially inclined daughters
in society, should be wasting so many
thoughts on a little shop girl But if
he was aristooratic, Lennox was also
democratic, and had no false notions
about caste. And when, rather early
next morning. he took his way to the
same store, Douglas acknowledged to
himself that his purchase was merely
an excuse and his real object an honor
able interest in and warm desire to
see again the winning face which
haunted him ever since yesterday.
That she recognized him, Douglas felt
sure, from the faint, sweet smile that
again dimpled the corners of her sweet
mouth. Butlhe said nothing, however,
only with an eager glance of admira-
lion, and, when III making the change,
her soft hand accidentally touched his,
It sent a thrill through his whole
frame.
"Whew !" he said to himself, lifting
lis hat and drawing a free breath as
Re left the store. douglas Lennox, l
believe in my soul you are captivated
It last I! and thatttoo by little shop
,irl whose name you don't even know
Wonder what sister would sayw And
IS he thought of his stylish sister en-
ering the same store, and perhaps, !
rading with that very little girl, en-
rely unconscious that her brothers e
We had ever rested admiringly on the |