Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1872-08-05
THAT comes out of your salary, Wal

fully, Il shall pay it with pleasure"
Another clerk, in jumping on treach-
erous roll of cloth, fell and sprained his
ankle, and was obliged to 60 home.
At last the books were resorted to.
Dorset, who was an irascible man, had
already made up his mind to turn off
poor Joe Hunter, looked them over him.
SELF As he was poring at the orders,
his lean fore-fnger running down the
columns, a clerk spoke to him in an un-
dertone.
The thin face of the senior partner
darkened, and he closed the book with
an angry thrust
Walters = said he sharply, "come
here" And the young man went for
ward, perplezed and unhappy.
'.Do you know what day it is, Wal
ters?" queriei Dorset.
1.-The -frst-the devil !" muttered
Jack, shutting his lips together sudden
ly.
"You have been sold, | think we
have all been sold," said the merchant,
almost fercely, II have lost a vase
that can't be matched, and that cost me
seventy-fve dollars; Jacobs has gone
home with sprained ankle, and the
whole house has been in turmoil on
account of foolish woman's whim. You
ought to have seen, Walters-you should
have had your wits about you, on this
day, of all Others As for Miss Rath-
burn, should like to devise some way
of Furnishing her for so thoughtless a
trick I'm sure her father would nearly
die of modification if he knew of it,
and he will certainly hear it. I'm very
sorry. However, no use crying for split
milk" And with wave of the hand
Walters was dismissed. more chagrined,
more angry, hurt, and sore, than he had
ever been in his life.
Going to his counter, his lips and
cheeks pale, there he met little Atty
| Brown.
''I didn't want to turn State's-evi-
dence," she said, hurredly. her glitter.
ing eyes swimming under the brown
lashes, as if the tears were very near
there; ''but | couldn't help coming; it
was such a cruel thing-at least it
seemed so to me- l hope I'm in time.
Don't look for that package, Mr.. Wal
ters it might put ycu to much trouble. !"
The trouble is all through with Miss
Brown" said young Walters, with more
dignity than she had ever seen him as
sumo before. ''Tell Miss Rathburn, if
you please, with my compliments, that
l am infinitely obliged to her" and his
eyes flashed. 'Her little joke has cost
me DEAR
Again the great brown eyes met his,
full of sympathy but he had frightened
her, too.
Il thank you," he said in softer
tone, seeing that her lip quivered. s'You
have proved to me that all women are
not heartless. Good morning Miss
Brown"
Atty went home disquieted, trembling
and wretched. OF course she could not
deliver his message, as Anne had moi
known of her attempt to frustrate the
'good joke" neither did she wish to in.
cur the anger of one who could make
her thoroughly uncomfortable.
Walters bore his fate that day with
manly composure, outwardly, but hi
heart was like seething. caldron. Him
self the soul of honor despite his power
ty, he could not see how so gentle ;
girl as he had deemed his beautiful
blonde, could so deliberately have deliv
cred him over to the tormenters. O
course. he had much to bear throughou
the day. There were inuendoes AM
subtle glances, one broad, open joke a
his expense. For all the world h
would not have had Anne Rathburn'
name so banded about, but there wa
no help for it. Her thoughtless plan
ming had subjected her to shame, AM
him to suffering that sometimes almos
; amounted to absolute agony He ha
thought that Anne loved him. 1t wa
quite impossible to think SO now. Tn
charm was broken-the spell in whic
: she held him rudely dissolved. Throug
: the jibes and jeers of others. throug
e the meaning in the faces of the clerk,
n he saw her, disenchanted. unqueenec
7 And yet he loved her too. in spite {
t all.
d He looked so jaded and worn at for
; o'clock, that the senior partner privat,
e ly told him he might 60 home, if i
e would take the trouble to execute Ii
tie commission for him on the wa,
,e which he gladly did.
s Jack lived, or rather stayed at
}, fashionable boarding house; but h
n room was in the fifth story, and W;
d furnished with a carpet that had dol
re service for series of rooms, from Il
lie parlor floor up, for at least twenty year
IN There were dim shadows of circles, al
vanishing ghosts of roses that fourisht
a in worsted at an early period, but