The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1876-03-24
That afternoon came up a hurried
note from the office, as follows:

note from the office, as follows:
DARLING LoTTIE: Please send, by the
bearer, my %valise, with a few changes OF
linen and other necessaries for an absence OF
eight or ten days on business OF the firm.
Inclosed you will find a $jObill for the paint
era debt which ought to have been attend
ed to before. Take a receipt. Be careful
of yourself while l am gone. l wish could
run up to say adieu, but time presses. III
you are lonely, get one Of your sisters to
come and stay with you. Afectionately,
CLARENCE.
Lottie had been crying all the morn
ing, but now her eyes glittered. Anew
brightness came into her face as she
hurried hither and thither, putting up
her husbands things. And after the
messenger had gone, she looked down
at the $50 bill in her hand.
Eight or ten days." she repeated to
herself. "IIl go to the ball, after all,
with Helen and her husband. I'll take
this money and buy the moire-antique
Grant will wait on me for the other $35,
1 am sure; and, as for the painter, just
as likely as not he's in no hurry for his
money, and, if he is, I'll write to Uncle
Jesse to lend me $50. was always
Uncle Jesse's favorite niece"
And this eager young woman threw
on her bonnet and shawl, and hurried
down to Grants to buy the remnant of
lilac moire-antique.
Mrs. Parkerson was at the dressmak-
er's-a plump, rosy widow, with more
money than she knew how to spend.
She had always liked young Mrs. Mel
len, and now entered with alacrity into
her plans.
"a nice place to 60, my DEAR" said
she. "Once let yourself be seen at one
of Mrs. Benedict's parties, and your
position in society is settled at once. 1
have cards myself; but, of course, so
o o after my poor brothers death l
couldn't go out. And you're to 60 in
lilac moire-antique, eh, my dear? I'll
tell you what want you to look nice,
and I'll lend you my diamonds"
Lottie's cheeks flushed exultantly as
she thought of Mrs. Parkerson's dia-
mond necklace with its glistening pend
ant, and the bracelets studded with
gems, to say nothing of the great soli-
t%aires, like drops of dew, that hung
from her earrings.
go Mrs. Parkerson!" she exclaimed,
breathlessly, show can l ever thank
you!"
"Look as pretty as you can, my
DEAR" said Mrs. Parkerson, good ma
turedly; "that's the way to thank mel"
"Begging your pardon, ma'am, for
interrupting you," said Mr.. Pepper, the
next morning, humbly dofling his cap;
but Mr.. Mellen told me you would let
me have the money on my little ac-
count"
Lottie crimsoned.
81 am very sorry, Mr.. Pepper" said
she %nervously; shut you must call next
MONTH"
"Mr. Mellen said you'd pay me with
out delay, ma'am."
81 can't help what Mr.. Mellen said,"
exclaimed Lottie. 81 haven't the
money. That's enough!"
"But, ma'am, l was assured I should
have it without any mistake. l need it,
ma'am, to send my sick wife out to her
mothers, and"
81 have no time to stand here talking
any longer" said Lottie, mortified,
ashamed, yet still trying to persuade
herself that the man had no business to
be persistent. 81 will let you have the
sum IS Don as possible. In the mean.
time, you must wait!"
|. Pepper went away with a sad face,
, which haunted Mrs. Mellen for many a
day, and Lottie returned to the dress.
making operations.
Mr.. Bentley Benedict leveled his eye.
: glasses at her as she passed on, afte,
t the usual presentation to her host ant
f hostess.
$50 that is the wife of your confiden,
tial clerk, eh, Joep" said he to his broth
l er. "a silk gown for a Royal Princess
: point-lace that couldn't have cost les,
Q than a hundred dollars a yard, and dia
, nonds that blaze like comets! | dom
S exactly fancy that sort of a confidential
, clerk myself ! Let me see-how mucl
did you tell me you paid himP Fourteen
y hundred a yearp"
r Mr.. Joe Benedict looked ~uneasily a
/, the brilliant vision.
81 can't account for it," said he