Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1882-10-05
The Curtain Patterns.

h.h brown hair dropping over his fore
head. and a sensitive little mouth.
lie was merely one of the bits Of
human machinery which made the
great, glittering whole reyolvc SO
smoothly.
At the store nobody gave him u
second thought or a second look; but
here mt home he was Willie the
youngest, and the pet. His chair in
the window seat was kept sacred to
him; his little shelf of books was un-
disturbed, and the ugly little terrier
dog by the fire was petted and ca
ressed and treated to occasional bones
because il was "Wille's." For even
ca.h boys occasionally have homes and
mothers,
why don't you eat your turnover
WILLIE" said Mrs. Vane, watching the
progress of his supper with true ma
ternal anxiety. Il baked it on pur-
pose for you, with f,nuel seeds scat
tered inside, and the edge stamped with
scalloping iron -
Just wait a minute, mother - said
Willie, who had darted away from the
table and was scratching away with a
lead-pencil on a bit Of bun wrapping
paper. One minute There, Lita
l thought could carry the pattern in
my eye. What do you call that"
triumphantly holding up the piece Of
paper.
Manuelta Vane-a tall girl, who
was stitching away at a roll of pearl
white flannel, carefully enyeloped in
old linen-lcancd over to look at his
trophy.
"Stalks Of howcr-de-luce," said she,
with wild vetch vines tangled around
them. Oh, Willie, where did you get
such apretty pattern:"
Willie chuckled. and laying down the
paper cut deep into the turnover apple
pie, and rewarded himself 10y a mouth
full thereof.
Gould you embroider it, Lita,"
said he. lin deep. deep blue-almost
black-on an olive-satin ground or old
gold?"
Gould II" said Manuelita. "Of
course / could. But what does all
this mean? What are you talking
about, Willie?"
Just this" said Willie, swallowing
a second mouthful of apple pie. Three
times two is.siX, amt il? And twice
six is twelve, and twice twelve is
twenty-four, and ten times twenty
four is two hundred and forty"
willie" cried Manuelita, are you
crazy?"
Not bit - nodded Willie. Now
listen-you and mother were crying ~
came in, because the rent was over
due and the landlord was insolent; and
l was wishing that | was big enough
to pitch the fellow downstairs or to
earn enough TO settle with him and
move our traps somewhere else. Now
here's the way, clear and square. to
earn two hundred and forty dollars.
Say hundred and twenty Of It clear
profit"
Willie" said Mrs. Vane. 81 think
you must be dreaming"
"No. I'm not" said Willie, chasing
the last delicious crumbs of the apple
turnover around the plate with evi-
dent relish before he pushed it back.
"Only hear me out. There was lady
customer at the store to-day, Mrs.
Hampstead, Of No. Broad street,
looking at that very pattern Of curtain
light blue llower-de-luce, all wreathed-
with dark blue vine-leaves, on old gold
satin. for four windows. Hand-em-
broidered, Mr.. Sellall said--imported
from Paris. And she would have
taken 1t at ten dollars a yard. only
Mrs. General GurleytOn had just or
dered Il for her boudoir. At least that
was what SellaIl said. And couldn't
it be duplicated? Mrs. Hampstead
wanted to know. And Sellall said no.
not possibly. Now. Lita, If you'll em-
broider the design guess you can
work it out from these scribblings Of
mine--I'll go to Mrs. Hampstead and
sell it for YOU"
ooh, Willie r cried Manuclita. with
a gasp at the comprehcnsiveneas Of
the idea. "But where on earth should
we get the material--twenty-four
yards of satin ?"
"Get the Old Miser to lend It to