The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1873-02-21

" Yes, father, dear but rot much.
Mr.. Bagley did not pay me tonight,
as lie promised, for the ruffleS COM
pleted. l was so disappointed; for
| knew You would be very tired,
and was determined you should have
a nice, hot supper"
"Never mind" said James, smil-
ing brightly, as he sat down to a
simple meal of hot corn-cakes and
some very weak tea. "lIow very
delicious these cakes are, Amy.
Did you make them p
eyes, but mother directed me
how. am glad you like them; |
was SO afraid they would be heavy"
said the young housekeeper, blush
ing with pride and delight at her
success,
The watchfnl father saw the look,
50 he ate all the faster, as he re-
joined:
"Spleudid! Not in the least
heavy. As light as feather!"
Having finished his meal with
great difficulty, for his heart was so
full that every mouthful seemed to
choke him, he drew his chair beside
his wife, and taking little Eddie in
his arms, while his daughter sat at
his feet with her head resting upon
his knee, began to relate the events
of the day, and discuss what waste
be done in the future.
During the day Of which tbs
evening was the close, the fashion,
able store of Bagley & Co. had been
much tiequented by gay ladies, who
looked at this thing and that, maxi
ing few purchases, but much troub-
le, until the wearied clerks were
nearly taxed to the extent Of their
patience. A large party, the open
ing one of the season, was to take
place the following night, and all
interested therein were naturallyin
high state Of excitement, buying
the last flushing touches to ''set off"
already overdone costumes. One
of the most conspicuous of butter
flies, lowering about the tempting
counters, was Miss Edison, the hand
some daughter Of a retired mer-
chant. She was what the world
terms a beauty E; and the world ad,
mired her for her magnificent per-
sonal appearance, and acknowledge
ed her perfect queen; but it could
make nothing Of her otherwise. 1t
was sometimes a question whether
she had any heart within her, she
always appeared Just SO cold and
dignitied.
Not ali intimate friend did she
posSess. Yet she was ever sur
rounded by admirers, while no en-
teraiumelt of any kind was COM
plete without her. She was the
first ole to be missed.
Wis fdSoo was being waited
W,Ai " tie ge tlpmanly poprie-
t5r binscl'. Alr. l'agIey was among
the mmber OF those who ilnttered
about the light If Miss E.dSon'S
pn~e,ce, and he felt quite satisfied
wtl the pSition--so much SO that
he was considering within himself
when would tn the most opportune
time to suggest to l,er all opportu-
nifty he could mention of changing
her name.
The young lady had bought a
few articles, and was chattering
meaninglessly with Mr.. Bagley,whep
her eve fell upon some beautifully
wrought mffles. She examined one
closely; then said:
"Where do you get such exquis-
ite r,iles, Mr. Ragley? Are they
imported from Paris I"
ooh, no; they are made here.
Haid manufacture. That which
You hVld III Your hand was made by
i girl only fifteen years DID,"
"Is it possible ? Who is she ?"
"0nly one Of those low sewing
girls. Her name is Wnghton, and
lives on Elton street, | believe"
"Ah, indeed Us too bad, isn't
it? ] sometimes pity those crea-
turcs. 1t is a hard ite."