Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1883-09-14

you are at the moment. for lady; no.
body.-but' designating the deep
Hush on her companions cheeks-"if ]
went into shop. and saw there young
lady as pretty and as delicately made as
you are. Cary. with hair Is smooth as
satin, and a simple gown that fitted ex-
actly, and collar and cuffs as white rs
snow, and perhaps black silk apron
or white one, and with neat shoes and
nice stockings. if saw n girl dressed
like that, with nothing costly. nothing
that any girl can not have, but every
thing fresh, and neat, and pretty, ]
should say TO myself: There IS n shop
girl with the true instincts of LADY,
And Cary-don't think me impertinent
If Mark came to town and saw a girl
like that among the crowd of untidv,
over-dressed ones at Snow & Asher's,
think the contrast would strike him as
1t would me-agreeablyr'
Miss Sydney paused. half frightened
at her own daring. Cary looked stead
lily into the fire without speaking. The
rain had ceased. Myra rose and threw
back the blind. revealing the moon
struggling through thin edges of cloud
Cary followed her to the window. Her
cheeks were a deep red, but there was
frank and grateful look in her eyes as
she said:
Il must be going, now. ma'am.
You've been ever so good to let me stay.
| shan forget it, and guess you re
about right r--
Il wonder if said the right thing,
or have done the least good?' queried
Miss Sydney, rs she watched her guest
depart.
1t was some weeks before she had Oc-
casion again TO visit Snow Il Asher's,
and she had half forgotten the little
incident, when one day, entering the
shop in quest of something, her atten-
ton was attracted by face which
beamed with sudden smiles at the sight
of her. IL was indeed Cary, but such
different Cary from the draggled Wis
ion of the wet evening! She still wore
the blue dress, but the flounces had
been ripped oil, and the front was hid
den by a black six apron. The tangle
of hair was smoOthed like ordinary
waves, a white collar with a knot of
blue ribbon was round her neck; one of
the Objectionable rings had disappeared,
and SO had the yellow lOcket SO
changed and so much prettier was the
little maiden. that Miss Sydney scarcely
knew her, till blush and smile pointed
her out
She waited on her customer with as
siduity. and under cover of a box of ruff
lles they exchanged condolences. Did
VI IS sydney think she looked better?
| She was so glad. The girls had laughed
at her, 1T first, but not so much now,
and her roommate, Ellen Morris, had
got herself an apron like hers. Miss
Sydney left the shop with "A pleased
amusement ut her heart She meant to
/ 90 often To- keep q little hold on Cary,
but circumstances took her of To Flori-
/ da, soon afterward. and it was late in
April when she returned.
That girl from Snow e. Asher's was
here to see you about week ago,
ma am said Esther, the evening after
her arrival. II told her you was eX-
pected Tuesday, and she said she
would come again to-day, for she want
ed to speak to you particular, and she
was gong away. There she is, now. y"
Cary, indeed, it was. with a steady,
manipulating fellow by her side.
ut is Mark, Miss Sydney" she said,
by way of introduction. Later. when
Mark had walked over to the window
To see the view. she explained farther
| in a rap Il undertone: "He came down
two months ago, while YOU was away.
ma am. | came ont to tell you. but you
was gone, and-and day after to-mor-
row Tm-going back with him to- Gill
manton. | told him he must bring me
out tonight, for couldn't leave here
without saving goodbye TO YOU
| g. You are going TO be married?'
! '0es'-with happy look-''to-
morrow morning. And oh, Miss sgd
ney, what do you think Mark says? He
/ says if he'd found me looking like
the rest of the girls at the store.
with false hair. and iewelry, aud all
/ that, he'd never in the world have asked
me ut all And 1 did look Just like
that, you know. Ii was what YOU said
that rainy night that made me change,
and except for that nothing would have
happened that has, and l shouldn't be
the girl am"
Bread on the waters" thought
Myra, as a little later she watched the
lovers walk down the street. .'Such a
little crumb, and such wide waters, vet
it has come back! How impossible it
seems, or would seem, if one did not
have to believe that what we call
chances and accidents are Gods oppor-
tunities, by which He allows us to lend
a helping hand in his work. not quite
understanding what we do. but know.
ing that, guided by Him, the smallest
things end sometimes in great results
Susan Coolidge, IN CoRgregationGliSt