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ton, and displayed a silver quarter Of s
dollar.
The scissors grinder smiled again, anc
made an obeisance nearly to the ground
and assented to the bargains with nu
merous mods and signs.
'Isn't he funny9" said Eleanor.
"Horrid velveteen-ccated fellow!
said Maude. To think that he belongs
to the same humanity as my Algernon!
"He looks tired and thirsty" said
gentle-hearted Olive give great
mlnd to offer HIM cool drink"
you'll do no such thing" said
Maude, imperiously. "Ill have no sic.
ter of mine running to wait on scissors
grinders. Mamma, is that chocolate
ready yetl'
"Chocolate!' repeated poor Mrs. Sat
terly, with conscience stricken air; 81
declare, Maude, 1 forgot all about it.
But I'll run directly and see it boiling.
Maude Satterly crimsoned to the
very temples.
"Forgot!" shouted she. "You'ro al
ways forgetting. l never saw any one
like you in my life! No, wont have it
now. If you can't prepare my chocolate
when l want it you shan't prepare it at
all. l should think you might have
thought of it, Olive"
81 am very sorry, Maude," began
Olive, alphabetically; ''for all that l
think you ought not to speak so GROSSLY
to Mamma"
"Hold your tongue said Maude,
stamping her foot again. ''Do you sup
pose l am going to he tutored by youl
l shall speak as l please, and SO l give
you fair warning. Dear me, how that
scissors grinders buzzing makes my head
achew
And she swept into the house like a
fair fury.
When Olive came in few minutes
afterward, with the six pairs Of scissors
all sharpened and FURNISHED up to a
scientific state of brilliancy, her sister
was lying on the sofa with her face
turned toward the wall and her eyes
resolutely closed.
"Oh, dear me" thought Olive. 'I'm
afraid she's in one of her sulking fits,
that lasts twenty-four hours at time.
And she took advantage of the cir
cumstances to pour out goblet of ice
water, and offered it su:reptitiously to
the swarthy italian, when she carried
out the silver quarter that he had so
hardly earned.
He bowed low once more, after the
oriental fashion, drank it eagerly, and
astonished Olive very much by raising
her hand to his lips, as he uttered the
words, ''Buon giomo, signoria" and de-
parted.
Il suppose it's his foreign way" said
Olive, turning very rosy.
"Oh, Eleanor. don't tell her. said
Olive, blushing deeper than ever.
"Of course / shan't," said Eleanor.
"Well, what luck" demanded Guy
Mariner, as he sat smoking at his
window that evening, and hailed with
reclamation the approach of Algernon
Medllcote.
give won my wager.
'Nor
"But, by the shades of Mohammed, I
have r asserted Medlicote, sitting down
where the cool breeze Of twilight could
fan his brow.
''How did you manager"
II disguised myself as a scissors
grinder, and put the family shears in
perfect order"
did they suspect the young ladies,
l meanl"
''Not in the least"
"And how does the fair one with the
golden locks appear in the seclusion Of
her own home p
Like slovenly virago," said he.
"Had it been anything else than the tes-
timony of my own eyes couldn't have
believed it. But Olive-little brown
eyed Olive-she is jewel Of the first
water"
$50 you have transferred your alleg-
lance from one sister to another ;"
laughed Mariner. "But isn't it rather
hard for the divine Maude to lose both
her wager and her lover at the same
time 7"
"It's rosebud mouth" said Medlicote,
gravely shaking his head, "but the sharp
words spoiled its perfect Cupid's bow;
the hair was like spun gold, but crimp-