The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-02-04
EFFIE'S MONEY.

OF a pink dreS5-l could not nave
silk, but could get a tarlatan and
have it just as pretty as l want for
92. Indeed. it is too hard" Efie
said, almost crying.
II am very, very sorry. my dear,
but you know l began this year with
the determination of not going into
debt for a thing. / am just getting
a little relieved now. Bear up, my
child. next year you can have more
pretty Clothes" the mother said
soothingIy.
"Next yearl Oh. motheri Next
year may not care for them. Dnn'i
you know that Mr.. Arthur told us
Willie Carleton would be home, and
the party was given for hm?"
There was bright flush on the
pretty face that looked so entreating.
ly into her mothers.
"How can 1 manage it? No way
that l can see."
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mamma, Mr.. Stewards rent will he
due Inlet me see--yes, just eight
days. Ask him to let yop have half
of it. Dol"
Her voice was raised in the excite
ment of the moment, and Mrs. Fair
leigh said:
"Hush, dear. he will hear you."
"Oh, no, he cannot. / heard him
90 out over half an hour ago. Will
you not, mother?'
"Indeed, I cannot. dear. Mr.
Stewart has always been so prompt.
might borrow it, but hate SO to do
it. Well. we will see; but don't
make up your mind to it,"
"Oh, if some good fairy would only
drop it down the chinn'y to me (!
Oh, for only two pounds to make me
the happiest girl in the world. l
never thought before how much two
pounds could do. Nothing could
make me so happy, now, as new
pink DRESS" Efiie said.
Then her thoughts few to the one
she wanted to wear that dress to
please.
Two years hef0re-whon Willie was
on the eve of leaving home for sea
voyage, he had told Effie she ought
always to wear pink. And he look
ed so much, and said not a great deal,
but onl y word now and then, that
with his image, had been treasured in
Etfie's heart ever since.
Mrs. Fairleigh was thinking, too,
of times when, like Elite, she had had
her bright dreaIns-Of the happy
days when she watched and wished
fora loved ones coming. On and on,
sad, sweet light beaning in her
eye. A delicate flush coming over
her saddened face, Effie raised her
eyes and exclaimed;
"Why. mother. how pretty you
look. ! declare that puts me in mind
of what Mrs. Arthur said the other
day-that she did not know how Mr..
Stewart could live in the same house
with you and not. rall in love with
you that you were prettier now
than half the young girls she
knew"
"Hush-sh! directly, Effie. How
could Mrs. Arthur talk so? I ain
as;opiShed at you, Etfie. to repeat
her 0rds. Dear me! Suppose Mr..
Stewart should be in his room! Do
so and try the door. l shall be mis-
erable until / am sure he has gone
out. He could hear every worl and
what would he think OfyOu or me ?"
Mrs. FairIeigh said, looking ve,y un
easy.
Mr.. Stewart was in his room, and
he heard every word. Quick as
thought he darte,l across the floor and
h0lse;eSSly turned the key.
"Nnw rest easy the door il locked
and he is out. OF course. You know
when he is in, the door Is never fast
ened." Effie said.
"Go and see If the key il out
cannot rest, Pun 20 afraid. And
what would he think of me?"
Quickly across the room Mr.. Stew
art went again. returning to his arm
chair with the key not only to Mrs.
Fai.leigh's front door, but with the
key to the little wOman's heart and
her reserve of late.
"Then she does care what 1 think
of her." Mr.. Stewart said II sm
glad of that"
"The key is out, mother" said
Effie.
II am relieved now. Now, child,
don't you eyer talk or let any body
talk tO y u like that again. Mr..
Stewart has some sorrow, / know,
and ] would not add to that by hav.
ing such talk reach his ears. But,
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