The Red Cloud chief., 1879-03-27

she'll Be blind. and who'd want . blind
wifsp And I don't want . vile any
how, and she's getting too fond OF me,
and I'll slope He didn't say SLOPE
bat he meant IL. And ] say, Gcrfie,yon
amt ~ fond Of him, are your AID
Why wouldn't you care 10 Sc Popkins'
Hes nv man, be IL. lie takes me to
the Aquarium, and Coney Island, nd
all over. Don't you like fopkins'
Gertie7" -.
"Ilike him very much, Spinny,' said
I, with burning cheeks.
"welI, I'll tell him so." said spinny'
and p'raps next time he'll come
along"
After Spinny went away had An an
Cry cry over Arthur Leroy's imPern.
nent remarks, and Gr9o. him, so could
not have been very much IL o with
him after all.
And then | began TO think about Mr..
Popkins. In fact, I could think OF moth
ing else. The binding OF my eyes for
so long q time seemed 10 have suddenly
made NY mental vision unusually clear
and I saw "with my minds eye" many
things which, perhaps, otherwise l
might never have cen
l saw the groceries, instead OF beng
sold 4 me a. "wholesale prices" q
been sold at u price set by Mr.. Popkins,
and that price not half their actual value.
| saw that the nieces only existed IN the
brain of Mr.. Popkins, and that The little
dresses, and aprons, and what not for
which he had paid me so well, were
slowed away in some closet in his apart
ments. saw that the boosted friend
ship with the newspaper man" was q
myth, aud | saw that he saw Weebrook
before | did, and that TO his thoughtful
ness and care I owed the many comforts
| had found awaiting me. "Why Is he
so ugly?" l asked myself. cit seems
other men have just as absurd IN
Low Dutch > is WOrSe thai Genius II.
Popkins,' | think, but no n could be
uglier. Not one handsome feature. If
he only had the lovely, gray eyes OF the
husband next doOr-those eyes which
have descended TO the baby-l might"
but here | stopped and went out To the
arbor to listen TO the talking, laughing
and singing of my unknown friends.
clls Tic l1SL ubN Vi IL stoN III wv
brook arrived. My eyes had been grow
ing stronger and stronger, and for sew
eral days | had not worn the bandage in
the house, and now | was to be allowed
10 60 out with only a green shade to
shield them from the sunshine. Into
the garden flew as soon as | heard the
welcome news. There surely must be
Il peep-hole in that fence, and | so long
ed to sec that happy family. There was
a peep hole. Down on my knees ! went
and peeped. There sat the grand
mother, knitting in hand. There stood
the young mo her-a slender woman,
not rs small as l had iancied her and
much prettier than with the baby in
her arms. "Here comes papa" she
was saying. And "papa" came. He
was shorter, s%touter, had redder hair, a
double chin, queer nose; in short, was
much uglier than Mr.. POpkins. The
gray eyes were there, to be sure, but
one of them had a cast in it. And the
baby, dear little thing. did have just such
eyes, cast and all. "GOod-bye, Mrs.
Low Dutch" said under my breath,
as they were all kissing and hugging
each ether. "ln your case Love has
proved a great magician. God bless
you, and your husband, and your baby,
and your baby's grandmamma!"
And three months after returning TO
Mrs. Bairnsfather's my cards Gore the
inscription, "Genius II. Pnpklns,"
minus Grocer" and plus "Mrs."
Aud two years from that time 1 had a
cottage in Weebrook, and a garden, and
an arbor, and l thought my husbands
face the dearest in the world, and 4
wouldn't have changed my name for
the most pOetical of titles, and bad
tWO babies-twins-ever so much like
their father, and / should like to have
seer the person who would have dared
to have said they were not the hand
soonest children ever born!-Margaret
Eytingc, in Detroit Free Press.