West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1888-05-10
IN A STREET CAR.
BY EMMA A. oPpER.

EVERYBODY that met Gussy Coleman that
morning looked at her admiringlv: and
certainly pretty girl, stylishly arrayed.
red-cheeked and bright.eyed, and in the
best OF spirits, is an agreeable object
Ihere was no special reason for Gussy's
good spirits, aside from the fact that She
was out Tor morning of shopping; but
10 young lady who was as fond of wan
dcring up and down through the dc.
lightful mazes of dry-goods stores as
was Miss Coleman, that was ample cause
for rejoicing
Her shopping today was somewhat
mythical; all she had been able to nut
down on. her tablets, after industrious
enort to think OF something she needed
was stick of braid and paper of hair
pms. But she knew she was sure to see
something she would want-somethinp
che couldn't get along without; and, at
worst, there were certain to be bargains.
Tor this day only" in gloves, and
bandkcrchiefs, and fancy feathers. and
hosiery, and stand scarfs, and mantle
ornaments.
she found herself four miles from home
with three large bundles, and a pocket.
tul OF smaller articles, and shrunken
pocket book, at half-pas eleven.
she had bought soda water and n
pound Of marsh-mallOws. and had n
dyspeptic lunch Of oyster patties and hot
chocolate and eclaires, and she was feel
ing very bright and comfortable as she
nailed a homeward- bound car.
a large share Of her complacencc was
due to the fact Of her having bought two
handkerchiefs ut eight cents apiece. and
pair Of gloves for forty nine cents. She
was aware that she should never think
OF using them; she should probably give
them TO Nora as soon as She reached
home; but that did not diminish her ex-
IRENE satisfaction IN their purchase.
There was nobody in the car but an
old gentleman reading a newspaper in a
corner, young man leaning forward
with ruminating expression, and his
hands clasped over his umbrella handle.
and two old ladies in Grape bonnets.
Cussy deposited her bundles on the
seat at her sidc-all but one, which
rolled over TO the floor The young man.
who was Immediately opposite, rescued
It hastily.
Gussy smiled swcetly: he was an nm
commonly nice.lOokinq young man. He
smiled iu return, and raised his hat, the
conductor took her fare and rang his
bell, and the car iingled on.
The old gentleman in the corner had
iaid down his paper, aud was fxedly re-
gmding her. Gussy looked at him. He
was small, plump old gentleman. with
n bristly white mustache, ard eyes of an
Almost unnatural brightness. II seemed
rs though she had seen him somewhere
before
Her suspicion was verified hy the old
genuoman's getting up suddenly and
coming over 10 her side almost on a run.
why, don't you recognize me, my
dear young friend /" he demanded, with
loud anxiety, sitting down close at her
side, and throwing his paper 70 the floor
-5ussy observed, with surprise, that ne
had been holding it wrongsido no
Don't you know your fathers oldest
and most devoted friend - Seymour
Proggetti"
0ussy did recall tho name. The sound
Of 10 brought up q faint recollection OF
something peculiar something doubt
fol; but she couldn't remember What
She knew az last that her father had had
no connection with M. PropQott for
years. But meeting tho eager gaze Of
his shining eyes, she could do no less
than to smile family, with a murmured
lord.
Why TO bo-suro why, to.bo.cer.
~ Proggoti vent on 80 high