The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-11-13

into the gloomy parlOr, began urlSK-
ly at the window nearest the stOnp.
Now it happened that the young
man who had set up for himself In
the shoe business across the way
about a month before was at this very
moment polishing up outside Of his
shop window, and, CHANGING To look
in the direction of the opposite cor.
ner, he Immediately spied Cyrilla
Ann. 1t seems he could see through
Mrs. Feeze's parlOr windows If Mrs
Feeze couldn't. And what does that
young man do but turn the key In
The shop door. pull II cut of The lock.
drop il into his pocket, rush across
the street. and Up on that halcOny.
carrying with him big wet sponge
and dry channels. ITS too cold
for you to come out here" he called
through the glass. putting his face so
close to il that if there had been no
pane there you would have sworn he
was kissing the gray-eyed maid.
I'm do the out side. WONT be- a
minute"
Cyrilla Ann FLUSHED. She FLUSHED
beautifully. "Oh, no." she began
patientIy-she had never spoken to
him before-they had only looked at
each other.
10. yes" he interrupted, rubbing
away vigorously with the sponge,
"l'm going to he your neighbor for n
year, perhaps more-that is, If Pm
successful, and you stay here; and
neighbOrs ought to he neighborIy you
KNOW" polishing with all his might
and main with the channels.
"Y0u are very kind, very kind.
indeed; but If Mrs. Feeze." again
began Cyrilla Ann. to he again inter.
rupted by the imVetuouS young nian.
"She won't; she's only been gone ten
minutes and she always stays an
hour or twO"-sponge actively EN-
pioyed. "I'm from Congrieve's n
large establishment on Sixth avenue /;
WAS with that firm ten years haven't
relation that / know Of in the
world. but Ive managed to get along
very well all the same"-chamois in
requisitiOn once more.
"I'm from the orphan asylum {;
been here eight years" came from
Cyrilla AIMS side Of the house," rs
she brought her strength and damp
cloth to bear on an Obtiurate spot,
land 1 haven't any relations that /
know of. either; aud, o! Pm ~,
afraid she'll come back do go away.
Pm much obliged to you, but go
away, please" ana she raised her
pretty gray eyes TO his face with a
pleading look that made him more
inclined to stay than ever.
"Well, If she should" he replied.
looking down upon her-he was NJ
least ak feet tall -'yOu just rely
upon me for making II all right. ]
can pocket the sponge AMI channels
In an instant and forget whether she
wanted her Shines half-sOled or not in
the same space of time. But, as l
said before. she won't and I'm not
going TO have any young woman
freezing herself 10 death II l can
help it. There. that windows done.
and we'll fiy t. the next"
They flew to the next, and both
worked in silence for few moments.
Then said the extremely neighbOrly
neighbor. II 'sp0se you know my
name. Ii you don't. that's it on the
sign over the store"
CyriIIa paused. newspaper in her
hand. and putting her head on one
side. glanced ut the sign and read out
slowly, saul ]. BensOn," though
she could have read it just as well.
sly little thing. without looking over
the way ut all.
eyes, Saul J. Benson" he repeat.
ed. sand yours is Cyrilla Ann-some.
thing"
"How did you know that ?" aske ed
Cyrilla Ann. arching her arched eye
brOws still IN re-.
ooh, I've heard your gentle lady
scream 1t ut you time and again.
But" standing off TO study the effect
of his labor, ''she didn't scream your
last NAME"
"It's-weIl-it's queer. awful queer
that II should he, but it's almost the
sane rs yours. Ii yours had a -
instead OF an So or mine had an IS
instead OF a IT, they'd be exactly
alike" said Cyrilla Ann. with her
dimLle ut its lOveliest.
THAT Is odd, now, isn't It," said
Paul j. Benson "anIl SO il we should
fail In love with each other and get
married you'd scarcely change your
name. would you! There, that " in-
dOw's done. too. Don't they shine.
though! Aud they ought to, for |