The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1883-09-20

uoWoJ'oO, suu toe1 S0Oo Oyes
Say eood-by, or howdy-do-
Jest the same to me and you;
faint worth while to make no fuss,
Cause the jobs put up on US!
Some ones runnio' this concern
That's got nothin' else to learn
It he's willin' we'll pull through,
Say goodbye, or howdy.do7
r. w. Riley in Boston Globe.
IN THE WRONG HOUSE.
1t was in Boston. The first snow of
the season had fallen the night before,
and the wind was dashing it off the tops
of the high buildings, filling the air with
tiny particles that glittered like dia-
monds In the brilliant sunshine. It wasn't
quite SO pleasant to have it come with a
rush right into ones face, but every one
was merry and brisk this morning, and
why shouldn't the wind be so too? Two
brieht-faced girls were rapidly thread
ing their way through the crowds that
thronged around the great dry goods
store. For an hour they had been fit
ting from place to place, attending to
m 'tters important or otherwise, hover
ing over the pretty things piled high
upon the counters, but laughingly
shaking their heads over their empty
purses.
II shall have to appoint myself your
guardian, Alice, and put veto on your
buying what you don't need" And tae
speaker linked her arm with that Of her
companion, and drew her toward the
door.
"Iought to be grateful for I am in debt
now, and l really ought not to spend a
cent. Did you ever see such good ma
tured crowd?" Now, you have that call
to make, and while you 90 there l will
run in and see Mollie. Don't stay long,
will you. Grace?"
| mo, won't. What wind! should
think it came straight from Labrador.
This was rightly named Winter street!
| Here, give me your hand. Let us go in
to the sunshine, somehow, as quickly as
| we can"
Hand in hand, laughing, breathless.
| with heads bent to meet the fierce winds
! that came tearing around the corner
the cousins struggled forward until they
gained the corner, where Alice halted
for breath; but Grace ran on across Tre-
mont street, and stood in the flooding
sunlight waiting for her companion.
| (Which way shall we go?" asked
! Alice, when they were together again.
| up Park street or across the common?''
| Across the common, by all means"
| said Grace. Il 20 out of nv way when
in boston, to walk on the common. 1t
is slch relief to me to escape from the
cold shadow of the high buildings"
| So they went with Gees so bright from
The cold air and their merry hearts
that all who met them smiled and went
their WAYS more b!itholy. Suddenly
their path was blockaded by the snow, on
which men were still at work. An UNI
broken white expanse lay between
them and their goal.
"Three alternatives" exclaimed
Grace, gayly; ITO wade through this
snow, which looks rather deep; to wait
till the men finish the path for us, or to
take this path over to Park street."
In view Of the lateness of the hour,
perhaps we lad better make conces-
sion and accept the last. See. there is
| Mollie's house. Yousee the house with
the roof higher than the others?"
| YES" said Grace, not very decidedly.
"Well, it is the third house from that,
| If you finish your call first you can stop
for me, or vice versa, I will 80 to meet
you. Now don't stay long,"
| And they parted. Alice keeping on
down Beacon street N the sunshine,
Grace turning north over the hill. Meth
er bad far to 20 from the corner where
they separated, and Grace was soon
waiting for admittanco at her friends
door. The servant who took the card
| returned presently with the intelligence
that her mistress was 80 ill that she was
! quite unable to receive any one. So it
happened that in a few minutes Grace
| was again upon the street.
! This is NICE" she said to herself.
as she retraced her steps," Alice will not
| hurry herself; and, meantime, what is
to become Of me? do not wish to short
| en- her call. will walk down the street
very slowly and try to kill time"
What an exquisite picture it is! And
truly it was beautiful. The leafess trees
| on the common liftedthe delicate tracery
| OF their branches against the cloudless
sky. The newly fallen snow lay, still
spotless, on the streets and housetops.
Along the few paths that had been
opened on the common. people passed
and repassed. The roar and rush of the
| great city came softly to the ear across
the white plain. Near at hand the state
house raised its shining dome high in
air, and the tinkle of sleigh bells and
the merry shouts Of children added life
and interest to the scene.
II am getting somewhat tired of this
promenade, although doubt if there
could be found q pleasanter place for il
in all the city, Which house did Alice
say? Pm sure l don't know. If I walk
slowly past this club house few more
times shall create sensation. That
will not do at all. Let me try
street." But as she turned the corner
the north wind met her, and her feet
slipped dangerously on the icy pave.
ments.
Cant stand this, in more senses than
one. Why doesn't that girl appear? II
it was rot for the snow now, 1 might
walk in the common in the most unno.
ticeable way possible. l will cross over
and study those roofs. What did Alice
cay? What a stupid not to ask her the
number. But then l shouldn't have
heard it if she had told rue. Serves
me ri ht for giving such careless atten'
ton to what people are saying. ! de-
clare don't even know her friends
name. Mollie, Mollie-what? 1 ought
to know, have heard Ter name times
enough when | have been here before
she is one of Alice's classmates, but she
did not mention her name this morn.
ing. This must be the house. Shall ]
try it?"
trace: who had been carefully survey
ing the house that she Was approaching,
suddenly looked very determined.
mounted the steps and rang the bell.
| The door was opened almost instantly
by a dignified old servant in liv cry.
III beg pardon II 1 an making a mis-.
take, " She began. In her most winning
voice. "Indeed, am quite at a loss
how to explain myself. Has younq
lady called here within a half hour to
see friend, Miss Mollie-? My cou.
sin did not mention her ssrname. y
And she paused with an embarrassed
half smile, but the old servant had al
ready shaken his head.
mo, miss: no one has called. know