Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1885-02-26

MISS IOTd, Sndli uo ehcio u L hafo
to ask Mrs. Brown myself for card.
But | see your mother Is looking anx-
iously for you. Shall | take you to
her ? Till Tuesday night, then, au
Ievoir."
Goodbye, :" she said, and then, as
she saw her mothers back turned &,
"Mark."
81 shall thank you for that Tuesday
night said, laughing.
After the McGregors had driven off
l started to go down to Uncle Marks,
but concluded 10 take farewell visit
to the laboratory. had become quite
attached to the place, and felt quite a
pang az the idea of giving up my'man-
goo-mixing." | decided to make one
more analysis, and then give it up for
ever.
That evening at dinner Uncle Mark
said
81 spoke to Mr.. Share about you,
Mark. You know the firm, best bro
kerage business in the city Share,
Ticker 81 Co. l told him you would
see him at Mrs. De Morris Browns on
Tuesday night, and you could speak for
Yourself"
"Unluckily, Uncle, l haven't been
Invited to Mrs. De Morris Browns"
"You haven't ? Well, I'll get you
a card. Mrs. Brown will let me have
One."
On Tuesday I finished my analysis,
but had to work till pretty late. l
hurried to my room and commenced to
dress. l looked at my reflection in the
glass and started. l had forgotten to
wash my hands in acid before leaving
the laboratory and they were colored
like a rain bow. I was rather fright.
ened. but hadn't time to go back to
the laboratory, and as to staying away
from Mrs. De Morris Browns when
Flora and Old Share were to be there
I looked at my hands.
The stains were pretty bad (my fore
finger looked like a well-used, unscrap-
ed palette), but they did not extend a.
bove my wrist. My gloves would hide
them. l looked at the clock. l wes
late already, so hurried on the rest OF
my things and started to pull on my
gloves. AS I jerked them on heard
q suspicious crack. examined the
tear, but fattered myself it wouldn't
show, and hurried into the cab, and
was soon in the gentleman s cloak-room
at Mrs. Browns.
found Uncle Mark waiting for me.
"Ah, Marx" ne growled, II thought
YOU were never coming. Fifteen min
utes late |! You'll meyer get On with
Mr.. Share unless you're punctual.
PunctualltY and neatness are his two
great hobbies, and if you run against
either you can make up your mind to
stay on his black book forever. Come
down and I'll present you to Mrs.
Brown"
After the presentation, Uncle Mark
looked around the room.
81 don't see Share," he said, ''but
there is Miss McGregor, and you can
talk to her until 1 find him."
went over to Flora. She was talk
ing to Lieutenant Evans, con founded
idiot who was always hanging about
her, and hadn't sense enough to see
that she dislked him.
"Well, Miss Flora, 1 obtained the
card, as you see. Good evening, lieu
tenant have you seen General Sher'
man ?"
"No. Is he here tonight said E..
vans, starting up.
'I .hlnk 1 saw him in the ballroom, "
said |. and when Evans went in that
direction | said Now Miss Flora,
let us gain the conservatory before he
comes back" and hurried her toward
the door through which the dark green
palms beckoned so enticinglv. l went
too fast, however, for struck my foot
against a vine or something and went
down on the walk. put out my hand
to break my fall. and did, somewhat,
but that confounded rip in my glove
extended now down the right side OF
my right hand to my thumb.
Flora stood there laughing vigorous =
ly.
"I can't help it," she apologized.
Just when you were gloating over
your wicked dec option of Lieutenant
Evans, to have retribution oyertake you
80 we'll. 1t is 80 ridiculous that l have
to laugh"
arose, little sulky, and rather
flurried by the accident to my glove,
but I didn't succeed very we'll. That
was Flora's great fault. Size laughed
altogether too easily. However, l
changed the subject and we walked a
long, talking about the black and white
exhibition and the various pictures
meritorious and otherwise. I kept my
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