Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1884-08-24
W. T., SUNDAY MORNING. AUGUST "a. 1884.

table. She was assnuoasly occupied in
caressinQ With white hands little Jumps
OF dough into shape. Then she placed
them IN rows in a big black pan. For a
moment she did not see Tom. He, un-
reasoning, impulsive fellow, forgot his
erraua-forgot everything. in short, and
oegan envying those Jumps of dough.
he felt inssinctively that he, too, pos
sessed capacity for being nodded by
some such hands as those.
Suddenly she turned. Such a dimp-
lug smilei Such rosy embarrassment,
Ion, great black haired iesty eyed giant
mat ne vas. thought this little plump
blonde an angel. Thought? why, he
was sure of il.
After awhile be came partly to his
senses and said:
I'm looking for one Malvina Bar.
ker."
And that is me- said the ROSY lips.
fhea I've brought you q baby" he
said, abruptly.
A good deal of astonishment can be
put into pair of bright blue ewes with
out spelling them-and so there was.
fortunately st this point the laudIsdy
appeared, and SO moment later did
Maivina's mother, called up from the
cellar by the voices.
Negotiations were soon completed,
Tom. again in his little room. found IL
the loueliest. dreariest place he had ever
in his life looked upon.
A couple of days later he conclu led
that 1t would be inhuman not to 90 and
inquire after his little charge. In an
ineredioly short space of time he was
seized with the same impression again.
Then ne went to take to baby, who had
not yet learned that the moon is more
distant than the door knob, a box of
geographical blocks. Then he went TO
inquire il 10 needed pocket money: and
he told Malvina that he knew she was
not kept awake nights with ii, because
her eyes we're so bright.
This time Malvina's mother told Tom
that OF course they we're very plain peo-
pie, and no fit associates for a Young
gent like him, but, if he wished to stay,
there was plenty of strawberries and
cream for tea.
Tom stayed, and after tea the moon
came out. Oh, that wicked, shameless
moon! Tom, by its light, told Malvina
right ont that her eyes were bluer than
heaven-her lips sweeter than roses
and all that.
When they parted Malvina went to
her room and cried.
what could such perfect king of a
man mean by talking like that to her?
VI course he could not mean to marry
a little school-mistress only home ON a
vacation.
Tom acted queerly, too, when alone
In his room. He took a pencil and pa
per and figured and calculated. He
made list of all the little properties
he possessed. He added them ap and
he added them down. Then he set
down list of all the things he was 40
customed to spend money upon that
could be dispensed with. Then he
brought out a book on economy, where
1t tells how man can live cheaper with
frugal wife than he can alone. He was
astonished to find that book so intensely
interesting.
The next day Tom went again to see
the baby. In fact, it had seemed to
him as though the afternoon never
would come. He had more waiting to
do at the cottage, for the mother re-
ceived him, and Malvina did not ap-
pear. At last his impatience spurred
him to ask for her.
II don't want you to see her again, |
, Dung man. l will be frank with you
and tell the truth"
"Oh, Mrs. Barker!'' cried Tom.
She's a simple child, sir, and is in
danger not to understand that atten-
tlons from one like you can mean no
thing"
Dear Mrs. Barker, you mistake me
entirely. must see her this once.
must indeed. III she sends me away, /
will never come again"
Tom conquered. When he explained
to Malvina about his small income and
with her about its sufficiency,
she told him that he ought to be ashamed
to waste such heaps of money on one
person. He should have sent ha If to
the heather.
Toms income has thus far held out
better than when he was single. Young
mau, try it.