The Red Cloud chief., 1880-04-01

vOr7fe. ON cOuuf Oh utf silly aiIr, WIZ
accepted. with loud expressions o.
pleasure
sits me birthday party che ex-
planned TO the invited guests.
"But, Bridget, l thought your birth
day was last December, just after you
come over said Kitty Crowley.
at wss," said Bridget; "but me
party was postponed for raisons-"
And at four O'Clock precisely 3 dozen or
more young girls, with several Of their
mothers, grandmotbers and aunts, gath
cred around Mrs. O'DoDohue's hospita-
ble table, aud devoured biscuits, cold
ham, pickles, peanuts and cake, and
drank vast quantities Of lemonade and
tea, with much gossiping and giggling.
Mrs. O'Donohue thought they never
would stop handing her their plates and
uumblers and cups; but a; last, TO her
great satisfaction, they did, and the OPP
p~ortnnify for which she had been i'm
patiently waiting arrived. And pushing
the tea table back against the wall, she
called out. as though the idea had jus;
occurred to her, "Bridget, dear, per-
haps your frinds would like 10 see your
valentine"
AN did you git a valentine? Oh,
you sly thing, TO say nothing about it,"
said Kitty Crowley.
lis il a comical one?' asked Mary
Lee.
bring it out this mint" commanded
Annie Pbeepy.
And as Miss O'Donohue pretended TO
blush and hesitate, all the girls shouted
in chorus, "The valentine, the valen-
tiDei"
And at last, with an air Of great pride
and importance, the valentine was pro-
duced. Its extreme beauty and costli-
ness for a moment struck the group OF
girls dumb with astonishment. And
then there was another chorus OF
"Splendid!'' - Beautiful" "Iligant!''
MUS have cost tin dollars at the very
lasie!'r Who sint it to YOU, Bridget?"
II amt sure,' said Bridget, with a
shipper and her favorite toss Of the
head, .sbut I mostly thinks know. A
young gintleman wild beautiful black
eyes and a big dimant pin, that lives in
a iligant house near the bakers. He
sits in the windy an smiles at me livery
day whin l goes for bread"
..An' you'll be m~arryin' him some
fine day, an forgettin' all your old COM
rades," said Kitty Cowley-
I'LL not be forgehin' thim," said
Bridget, with emphasis.
But you'll be forsakin' thim?" sug-
gested Annie Pheeny.
"Shure an / suppose he'd make
me-" replied Miss O'Donohue. I'D
have 10 'sociate wild me own class thin.
But Id spake to We all whin / met ye,"
she added, in a patroniMng manner.
..Indade, an I'm obliged to you for
your great condescension," said
Annie.
..An' so are all the rest of the CUR
rils, I'm sure joined in Mrs. Crowley,
Rates mother. You always thought
Yourself above them, Bridget, dear,
but, faithl / niver could see the
differ"
Me child's ~shuparior style an beau
ty is the differ" announced Mrs.
0'Donohue; IAN % / tell You, Mrs.
Crowley, ma'am."
81 don't take in washin' to give shu-
parior style tn me Kate" retorted Mrs.
Crowley.
AN no dacent girl would want
sstyle' whin her mother had to find il
in the wash-tubs," declared Kate. But
| suppose the wash-tubs will he burned
whin Biddy "-purposely using the OBJ
~noxious name gifts the young gintle-
man, an lives in the iligant house near
the bakers"
"Indade an they will, Kitty Crow
lev" said Bridget. her voice trembling
aud her earrings jingling, IAN livery
thing else belongin' to this low place
an as for the low, common, jealous
folks I've been forced TO know here,
I'll wash me hands of thin for liver and
iver."
Just then there came a loud knock a
the door.
"Maybe it's black ewes an dimant pir
comm to see his bride" said Mary Lee
=. If it is YOU needn't introduce us, Bid
DIV, dear. We won't be offended"
But no young gentleman met Mrs
O'Donohue's gaze as she threw oper
the door. The postman confronted her
81 left a valentine in n box here thi
morning." he said.
"You did," replied Mrs. O'Donohue
in a faint voice.
sit was a mistake" he went on, hur
riedly; "and I've nearly lost my situa
ton on account of 1.-THE young fellow
that sent il raised such a row in the of
fee. It's for Miss Bridget O'Donovan
who lives ut the same number in the mex
street. Being used to bringing letter
here, and the names being 50 niue
alike, l mixed things a little"
And, sure enough, there was the di
rection on the cover of the box as plail
as could be, though Bridget and he
mother (the latter for a very good rea
sou, however,) had neither of them no
ticed it.
Mrs. O'Donohue handed the valentin
over in perfect silence. But as soon a
the postman departed, such a Babe a
there was!
"Shure, Biddy. twill be too bad if b
don't let YOU 'sociate wild u.s." =" Don
burn the wash-tubs vet a while, m
dear" 81 thought that ring a little TO
genteel for amy of me lady's fingers.
:" Smile at us from the windy of the bi
house whin we GO to the bakers ann
how, that's a darlint."
I'm be thankful to yez all ifye1llav
me house this instant, an niver inter
again." said Mrs. O'Donohue, in a quis
rage.
"We're goin', ma'am-yes, ma'am,
said Mrs. Crowley. Thanks for you
Entertainment, ma'am. It's plisint I
come where there's so much style al
beauty, ma'am, an where the youn
lady is goin' to be married to q ric
young gintleman, an wash her hand
Of all her comrades for liver an i've
ma'am. Sind for us whin We have Al
other valentine to show US, ma'an
Good-avenin' ma'am. Good-avenin
Miss Bridget O'Donohue. Harper
Weekly.