The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1872-05-17

NiIitltt Iui iiIC NitfhS " lbnl IlItll. "
he was going of early in the morning.
d I'll just write that having ordered Sv-
& eral things-a silk dress, a box of
e liandkercLiefs, gloves, etc.-I ladex-
: pectcd them yesterday, hut rs they
\ had not come, shall he pleased il he
4 viii see that they are forwarded inn
/ mcdiately. I'll address the note TO
z Jack, and of course he will fly 10 exc
! cute my bidding. Jleu there will lie
, a fuss, and shall fool them all.
The gildy gin never stopped to
: weigh The consequences. Fun was
what she wanted, even at the sacrifice
Of truth. Capital" laughed lle,ty;
its most brilliant idea
.Cruelw said Atty. indignation III
: her glance. "You'll never do it,
Anne.
wont II You'il see, and that
) without giving you time to preach Il
, sermon ebout it. I'm bent on max
ING IN April Fool of lack, He'll for
give me; don't he anxios; know
/ him. II will only hnu his vanity a
little. and tlat wol't Kill him."
BY this time She hpd opened her
| writiag-deSk and her pen WAS rattllug
, over the paper.
''i'm hatf tempted to say. My dear
Jack. will: It, April-Fool-Day.
Won't his handsome eyes open"
Aud again Il soft rosy flush spread
over her cheeks.
There she folded the note and
hid it in delicately-lerfumcd eivel-
opc. II should like to see him when
he gets il; that's All. You'll 90 right
away, | suppose. It's already eleven,
you know"
lIetty took the mi>sive and hurried
oil in high glee; Willie Atty, who
could not appreciate nor yet prevent
the joke, bent over her work with in
dignaEt eyes.
I'D never come here again, after
that. if | were he, " she said hotly to
herself. III an insult"
Ilelty pertormedller part valliantly.
She went to the store; spoke few
words to her cousin. who was clerk
there; intercepted the cash-boy, who
was running to change twenty-dollar /
note; bade him give the message TO /
MIR. Walters, and walked carelessly
ont Of the door, laughing inwarlly.
Heres something for you, said /
little Zen, as he slipped the envelope |
0vera huge pile Of silks shining in all ,
the col0rs Of the rainbow.
Jack placed tie note in his vest
pocket with just the fdintest shadow
OF embarrassment and after his Gus (
toner had gone, stole Il recess of Just K
three seconds long in which to read /
the contents.
My dear jack
The blood rushed to his f;icc: lie
was iii a perfect tremor Of delight.
When had Anne ever written to him
before: But here were the lines, fresh
from under her own white hand. She
lad called him Jack, "Dear Jack"
Poeketing his trophy and lis tumult-
uoaS emotions ut the same time. he
proceeded at once to make the needfal
enquiries.
lie spoke to tie chief clerk, an aw-
ful parsonage in red wig. Miss
Ratllburn lad ordered several things"
He produced list Of them--a dress
pattern in silk, gloves, handkercl,efs
and they had not been sent home.
Doubtless it was Joe Hunters fault
the goods lad been bought Of him.
Tile most careless clerk in the
house, mnttered the chief as lie
peered over the list. ''i:e must do
better or leave"
Three or four clerks We're sent at
once to look the parcels over. There
was great rolling aside and throwing
down, and hot few hard words were
sifted in with tie labor. for Dorset &
Drew did ain immense business. Ad-
dresses were looked over counters
turned upside down, and that part of
the shop was in confusion.
The senior partner had purchased
unique and beautiful vase that day.
which stood in it wrappings in the
corner of Shelf, where Jack himself
was rumaging tor the missing bundle,
when 10. there was Il crash and the
vase for which Iir. Doipst had paid
nearly hundred dq!hrs went down
with a crash.
Dorest, who stood by, turned w!lite.
but merely said,
That COMES out OF your salary,
Walters"
''Of course. sir" responded Jack, |
ruefully Il slmll pay it with plea- :
stirc." :
Another clerk, in jumping Oh n Q
trearlErois roll Of cloth. frl and :
sprlincd lis ankle. and was obliged to ;
80 home. J
At last the books were resoltcd to. |
Dpre-t, who was ali iiascible man. and =
had already made up his mind to turn !
of poor Joe Hunter, looked them over :
himself As he was poring at the or
dcrs, his lean tore-tinger running :
down the columns, clerk spoke to y
him in an undcrtone. 7
Thin face of the senior partner dark !
ened, and he closed the book with an /
angry thrust. J
walters" he said sharply, "come t,
here" And the young fellow went ,
forward, pcrpleXed and unhappy. /
''po you know what day it i, Wal
ters?" qneried Dorset. \
"l'he -tirst-tlle dcvilr' mIttered a
Jack, shutting his lips together sud- q
lenly. "
"Yon have been sold. ] think: We Il
nye all been Sold" said the npr- "
liant, almost fiercely. Il have lost
ia-e that cart be matched. and cost u
ne seventy-five dollars; Jacobs has Z
zone home with a spraine,l ankle, and D.
Ire Whole place has been in turmoil, IL
NJ account Of a foolish w0man's wllim.
You ought to have seen. Walters--you III
boll'd have had your wits about YOU .
N this day, of all others. IA for Mis- 10