Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1882-11-10
BUT ONE WORD.

from the Ded ana LOOK look al ner
work. having just looped the last bow
on the bewicching dress of black silk
and grenadine, with its Iose-colored
vest and loops and bows, which she in
tended to wear at the fancy fair. few
days later.
Lettie was pretty enough for any
body" herself, if she had only known
it, as she stood with her fluffy hair
tossed back, her bright dark eyes spark
ling, and the color burning as crimson
as her ribbons, in her clear dark cheek
and sweet lips.
81 believe it is just as we'll made as
the dressmaker could have done, and
quite a sovereign saved by it tool" she
said, delighted with her work.
"Now. if pa can only give me the
money I'd have had to pay, and l can
get lace parasol lined with rose-color
to match my dress and hat, why-I'll
be pretty tasty, that's all.
They've got some lovely lace para
soils at Glenn's; I'll go down there at
noen--if papa comes home to dinner,
and see what can DO"
She heard her fathers step in the
hall. and went down, three steps at a
time to see that dinner was just as he
liked it.
For Lettie was her fathers house
keeper, and had learned, even at nine
teen years old, that the road to mascu-
line favor very often lies through
good dinner.
Mr.. McCaslin was not a rich man,
and it was often owing more To Letties
good taste and deft fingers than to the
things which she bought, that she al
ways looked SO nicely and stylishly
dressed.
But she was always sure of means
when he was able to afford it, so when
she told him she thought she would
need little more money, he took out
his purse and handed her over ten dol
lars.
"Will that do?" said he.
"Oh, yes, papa.
ever so many thanks.
"That will get parasol, and leave
enough for gloves and fans, too"
"Well, make much of it, pet, for
besides the housekeeping money, it
is really all that I Can spare you this
month"
"l'll make it do, and much obliged,
too"
"Then put an extra lump of sugar in
my coffee. will your 1t isn't sweet
enough
"Oh, didn't l fix it rightp
"Here is the sugar-bowl-help your
self papa"
The coffee was soon right, and as
Lettie had trusty girl in tho kitchen,
she did not wait after dinner, but ran
up stairs to put on her ueat walking
suit.
And she was soon tripping down the
street as bright and sweet maid as
ever went after lace parasol with ten
dollars in her pocket.
On the way she passed tall, fine
looking gentleman, who raised his hat
and seemed much pleased to meet such
fair vision.
And the pink in Lettie's cheeks deep.
ened, and the girlsh heart in her bosom
dutterel faster as she walked on, fol-
DIR. Richings was-well, very good
friend-and might be more some day,
If it wasn't for thai rich, naughty
Bell Tracy, with her sweeping robes
and costly jewels, Lettie almost knew
he would like her.
She was aware that his taste was al
most faultless, and she hoped much
from the pretty costume she meant Il
wear.
She met Bell Tracy just coming ou
of Glenn's and answered with a gooC
deal of self-possession the somewhat
naughty stare and bow with which tina
young lady greeted her.
She spoke herself, as she passed III
the shop, to a young lady simply dress
ed in mourning, who was standing a
the counter looking at some goods.
"Poor Ida Martin" she thought.
81 wonder if she and her mothe
manage TO keep soul and body togetbe
with their needles?
Lace parasols, please"
This last to the smiling shopmal
who came to wait upon her, for Letti
was very well known in the village
and might have been quite popula
among the beaux.
The pretty parasols of silk, satin an,
lace, with handles of every form an,
material were scattered upon the coun
ter beside her, and Lettie became s.
interested in choosing one that she di'
not see that DR.. Richings had entere,
the store, and stood at the glove coun
ter just below her.
''Ob, this one is lovelyp'
"And perfect match for my suit,
she said, taking up one of the most del
cate lace, its rose-satin lining the yer
shade of her ribbons, and the handle O
coral curiously carved.
"What is the price?"
"Five dollars, Miss McCaslin-th
very cheapest article in the house.
IL don't suppose you could buy any
thing like it for that price in the whol
town.
Twill you take this one?"
The shopman wore his most invitin
smiles, and spoke in the blandest {
tones, and Lettie was about to say
Eyes [ will have this one" whe
she CHANGED to hear few words froI
Ida Martin, who was examining a piet