The Red Cloud chief., 1882-03-16

H "'AA'h-A ~ 'A'" va 'aNN'A
b the pretty creature that loved prct''
things. and loved TO surround herself
with them, and although she dinly fl
it was doing injustice I" her father agaiu
10 let his daughter make her first formal
appearance IN the world in other than
fresh new splendor. Although Idon't
believe anybody viii eyer know in all
the world she said: II have such 4
knack."
But when she had decided on her
course Of action. sh" still realized that
that hundred dollar bill wa- her father s
property, and must be restored to him.
We'll" she reasoned, papa has Just
given me the new horse for ms coupe;
but walking is good for me, and / can
use the Landau horse all | want. And
Il ] lend him for three muui,,' 10 Miss
Humphreys. whose Own horse has fallen
lame, | shall save his board in our stable.
and that viii be the same n paving papa
fifty dollars and saying nothing about
il. And if | dismiss Ann, and get Mar
tina to take her work for 4 while, that
VIII make up the rest in time Still.
if her father chose that his daughter
sho1ld have her It'll" private car
rIagc. WAS not this, in reality, way of
cheating him? the Undcr-rurrent OF
thought would come. And when he
had numbered and arranged his srry-
ant-, what right had She to come and
make his state less? And then the do
ccit uf it all, No, it was more than She
could bear; and She cam" near breaking
down into another headache. al will
do the best | can with what | have.
She said; and then will tcll-papr
-nav be- II va, well she added the
NAV be, for it made her heart beat Ike
a little trip-hammcr TO think OF the pos
sibility.
1t was her own birthday party for
which thi, particular dress was to have
been provided. and a %trlilGrc Of differ
cnt flowers and ribbons was To MAKE
another dress of it for Mrs. M"un'j"ys
German given To her on the following
night. She had come into The world Il
little Valentine, and perhaps that was
the rcaSOn they had called her Ealcntia.
rs the nearest WAY in which they could
approach the mann for her. And She
had thought of such a pretty dress for
that 81. Valentine nigh, of hers: ia"
whole front 4 broad wreath of cmbroid
cry in yellow pearls, and III" resi- 4 How
oi creamy Spanish lace, with no other
color than that of the broken wreath OF
great red rose, falling from the cluster
at her heart; and the next night the
pearls and the lace were Ia 20 over her
old gold silk that she had worn at her
fathers little dinners To- gentleman.
-, -... h, b,.t ln.,, ,p,-.lrn,r ..fn,.-t a.
If She were not present, in thctwo weeks
since her rcturn.
Well, She had 4 blonde lace shawl of
her mothers, sufficiently creamy with
a"r. she was sure; that would goa gooi
way; and she had 4 ha!f-doz"n scIrfs
and iichuS OF the same sort of lace that
could toe made TO 20 the rest of the
way. She must fOrc|o that gorgeous
front OF pearl embroidery; but oh" had
some money left that would buy iilu-
sion enough 10 shirr up AMI down the
front in It's place, and -arlands of long
green shining grasses 10 hide the joins
and cover shortcomings. And would
not Arthur Mountioy Ice Just rs likely
To bring her those great roses Is T.. had
been before? And the II dress must
DO for both parties.
So there WAS a week of scclu~ion. of
pickering AMI pinnin@ and trying on.
of cutting and ripping and ba~tin% and
Stitching: She grew quite pale over it.
and her little pink iingcr-uail was worn
away by the needle. But She had
learned how To do all such things in the
fancy parties at school. and when She
rested from her lahorS-onlv on the
very morning of the birthday party. ~.
Valentines Day itself the dress was
quite a charming one. ''lcS.' She said
Ia herself. lit Is really perfect in its
way. And now. if | had not lost the
hill. there would he a hundred dollars
toward taking the cataract from Mar
thaS mothers exc" il never occurring
Ia her impractical mind at the moment
that il would have made no ditfrrcurrto
Martha mother whether she had lost
that bill or not.
: your task is over. But | had no
idea, Val, that You were to make YOUR
self 4 little wreck over it, said her
father, looking At the prickcd fore
finger. when she came down that morn
in@ after breakfast To read him the tclc-
-iAl'tAN Huns III kha' -AfAftFttNfy- Il
thought | gave Won money enough 10
have the whole thing done L your
mind out of the house, and at the
words the color rushed baNk 10 her
checks. 81 that no one could say that
Val waS psle any longer.
"Will You LET me try it on. and look
ut me. papa She ASKED. between three
and four rapid brcathS; and see if YOU
are entirely satisfied? And then. per
hapS-" And she looked up at him
with her wiStful brown ewes.
AS if there could he much doubt of
that he replied. Smilinolv. But She
had danced away without finishing. her
heart half filed with courage 10y that
smile. which. if il had not been givcn
10 her %oftencr. was merely because of
prcoccupation; and in an incredibly
short space of time she had reap
, pcarcd in the Splcndur Of her furnished
gold. half yelled i'll the sheen of the
Silkrn lace.
Your little Valcntinc.' She said.
with Il sweeping courtesy. And then.
wondering at herself. and changing
u n and color. she added: "Iou know
ii viii Toe far l~ovclicr in the evening
light; and | am 10 have red ro~rS here
and She kept her hands cla~pcI over
her heart. aS : 10 indicate where
here was. hut really 10 reprc~> il
beating. 50 that she could 90 on and
tell her STORY and confess her fault:
when, all N once. her father. had
cla>ped her in his arms. regardless of
crushed lace or ribbons. - much 10 her
amazemcnt. 81 much IL her passionate
delight. so much 10 her CONSERVATION
and contrition, that the cry came tear
ing III of her mouth: "Oh. papa. |
don't deserve il. II meant TO tell
vou-I-"
But he was not listening. Her
mother-her mother over again" he
was saving; and he had led her into the
curtained slcove of his library. where
She had not penetrated before. and had
drawn back the curtain from the long
picture there. 10 lei the broad sunbeam
fall full upon the painting Of 4 dazzling
yellow-haired and brown-eved Young
creature. drawing her ivory satinS and
laceS about her. and smiling from the
canvas with all the richness and full