Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1882-10-05
al oonldn,t ask him" said she.

nothing Ventured, nOlhlnb Woh' Gay
yes"
"Ycs - whispered Manuelita.
And away scampercd Willie to un-
fold his schemes to an old wooden
graycr who lived in the top story of
the house, and who, having been
nurscd through a tedious attack of in
ilammatory rheumatism by Mrs. Nanc
and her daughter, was popularity sup
posed to care somewhat more for them
than for the other dodgers.
lie was old and he WAS shabby, and
he had small account in the savings
bank. which three facts had won him
the appellation throughout the tcnc-
mcnt house of the Old Miser, but his
real name was jenkins.
Lend you hundred dollars. ehf'
said Mr.. Jenkins. looking up at Willie
Nanc through his goggles like a huge
specimen of the lobster tribe. "llumph.
that's pretty cool request, amt it?
What should | lend you hundred dol
lars for?"
because We need it," Willie an
swcrcd. valiantly. And because
Lita and mamma are 500 poor
And BECAUSE"
Because" said Mr. jenkins, quietly,
"thcy were good to me when ! was
sick and alone. That's the best reason
of all. Well, what are you going to do
with a hundred dollars
Speculate, sir" said Willie braycly.
And then he explained his ideas.
There are the germs of an enter
prising business man about you. young
fellow" said Mr.. Jenkins. Yes, I'll
lend you the money. Or rather, I'll
lend it to your sister"
Mrs. Hampstead was sitting in her
boudoir 1T No. - Broad street, writing
card, of invitation 10 a musical lunch
party. whcrewith she WAS intending
doubly 10 cnchant the senses of an g.
pecially favored few, when the blue
rihhoncd maid showed in a little lad
with bundle under his arm
lie would insist upon seeing your
self. ma'am." said Matilda, the maid.
" It's the hoy from Myrtle y Ruban's,
| think"
Would you be 50 kind ~ To- look
at these curtains, maam :" said vii
lie, without allowing the grand lady
time 10 express any surprise at his APP
pearancc. Its the wild yetch and
ilowcr-dc-luce pattern peacock blue
on old gold, You know"
And as he unfoldcd the glittering
fabric, cxquisitcly embroidered in the
artistic pattern. Mrs. Hampstead ut
tered an exclamation Of delighted sur
prise.
ats cxquisitc,' she cried. ITS
superb Even more beautiful than
the other. Did Myrtle * Ruban send
it here? And how much do they ask
for it?"
ITS ten dollars a yard" said wise
little Willie. "And there are twenty
four yards. Enough for four win
dows."
"I'n take them" said Mrs. ITamp-
stead. promptly. Tell Mr., Myrtle"
please, don't come from Myrtle
& Ruban's." said the boy. yaliantly.
% Ny sister embroidered the curtains.
! saw how much you were pleased
with the pattern last month, so /
copied it as nearly as / could, and
Manuelita-that's my sister--worked
it. And if you are suited with it we
shall be very glad, ma'am."
Mrs. Hampstead took off her jew
eled Eyeglasses and stared at the
boy.
Il never heard anything SO extra
ordinary in my lifer' said she. "Do
you mean to tell me that that exquis-
itc work was done by your sister
Herein this country?"
Willie's face beamed with pride.
Every stitch of it, ma'am." said
he.
And he carried back with him the
rich lady's check for two hundred and
forty dollars.
But this was not the end of it, The
next day card came up-Mr Hamp-
stead's card--and Mr.. Hampstead him
self followed 1t, to Manuelitas secret
dismay.
"If could only have had time to
brush out my hairl" thought the girl,
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