The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1881-06-23
"Twill send Il TO youth the evening,

willsend Il 70 you---in the evening,
she said, piteousIy.
III you'll only wrap u bit Of brown
paper around il, I'll take it now" sug
gested Miss Harper, who believed il
the adage Of the "bird in the hand be
ing worth two in the BUSH"
| And 30 the scarlet flamingo was CARR
ed away in the triumphant arms o
Miss Ann Azalea Harper.
"After all, soliloquized she, II 60,
Iit for absolutely nothing. For pa said
the old mahogany bookcase he took o.
them was worth third more than al
the rent they owed; and any one but q
fool like that little, whimpering Mrs
Moore would have known it perfectly
well. And Pm sure it'll suit aunt Hep
sy to o r."
While poor Mrs. Moore, sobbing bit.
terly before the empty place where
her beloved screen had stood, felt rs il
MI the sweet associations of her youth
had been wrenched away.
"Mother-dear mother! why are
you crying?" questioned Mabel, hurry
ing into the room. 'Is your neuralgia
headache worse? Oh, mother! where
| is the old screen? have brought Miss
Millman to see you about it. She says
she will give you thirty dollars for it,
it."
II have sold it," said Mrs. Moore,
"for ten dollars, to our landlords
daughter. Or rather have :let her
take it in payment of the balance Of
the rent we owed them"
"She has deceived you, mother!"
cried Mabel, coloring NY with honest
indignation. 1--WE owed her not sin
gle cent. Oh, dear mother, if had on
" been at home"
Miss Millman, a tall, stout, grizzle-
headed lady, stood still in the centre of
the room, looking sharply about her.
dot fret, Alice Moore" said she.
clears never yet did any good. You
may depend upon it, this womans'
cruel deceit will yet recoil upon her
own head. What is your landlords
name?"
Harper" said Mrs. Moore. "Ebe-
nezer Harper"
"Oh," said Miss Millman.
And the she went away.
II think she grows more eccentric
every day." said Mable looking after the
retreating figure Of the stout lady.
erich people have right to be ec-
centric if they please" sighed Mrs.
Moore, still looking at the empty
place where the screen had once stood.
~
stDear Aunt Hepsy,n said Ann
Azalea, radiantly, 1--WE come to wish
you many happy returns of your birth
lay. And here's q little present-the
ATTN screen promised YOU"
"Eh?" said Aunt Hepsy.
MY own work." said Ann Azalea.
And do so hope you will like it."
I've worked day and night to get it
inished," said Ann Azalea, fervently.
Ann Azalea, !" said the old lady, sud
lenly becoming inspired with some de-
rec of animation, where do you ex-
'ect to 60 when you die?"
Dear aunt" said Ann Azalea, II
ont in the least understand you"
Because you are telling y perfect
issue OF lies, each one more outrageous
han the other" said this painfully
rank old lady. "The screen isn't your
wn work at all. The satin was painted
y an old school-friend Of mine, fifty
id years ago. You cheated her out
fit, the day before yesterday, by
ocular piece Of swindling that would
ave disgraced = mock auctioneer.
md now you may go and carry it back
, her Mrs. Moore, No. z Lilac Court
with my compliments. And Ann
Gxalea-"
Yes, aunt" said the detected young
ady.
"You needn't trouble to come back
lere again. II adopt an heiressi It must
. some one who Is pure, and good,
md truthful mot such one ~ you'll |
md I'm rather disposed TO think that
I shall be Mabel Moore"
And 80 Miss Ann Azalea Harper's |
grand scheme resulted in utter failure. |
The screen was borne ANONYMOUSLY |
Dack, and Mabel Moore is now her |
lunt's adopted darling. And Papa
Harper, instead of tenderly consoling
Ms daughter, says his daughter, says
yrufiy.
"Its your own fault"
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