Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1888-01-27

And then taking it up, perused on the
reverse the following words:
May / accompany you TO the opera
tom ght? Florine has box and
Salterle Will sing. Yours ever
devotedly. NJ. +.
Please. ma am" said Barbara, the
maid, 1.-THE man is waiting for an
. answer"
Elite caught up n sheet of pink note
paper. monogrammed in gold, and
hurriedlv scrubbed upon it the one
word Yes
Give that to him." she said and
hurried of
Justine Maynard's little room was
no luxuriously appointed nest of lace
and gold and Administer Bare and
cold. and pOverty-stricken, its crack
ell walls and sloping roof gained no
glow from the ros. sunset; and Justine
herself lay ON the bed, with hands
pressed to her throbb ng forehead.
"Only a headache. dear" she said.
essaying FAINT smile rs Elite Hall
hurr oil toward her. That is all And
have been liltlo worried with the
landlord; he VIII be back presently for
the money that shall not be able to
give him. If ho would wait only until
tomorrow"
.Let me pay him, Justine"
81 am not beggar yet. Ettic-nay,
do not look hurt | know how tender
and large souled you are; but have
never yet accepted charity, even from
so dear "a friend as you, and never
will-no. not if q C first. Tomorrow
can take that satin dress home and
receive $40 for making It, That VIII
set me all right | should have re-
A4ned it tonight, but this pain makes
mere child Of me-"
Elite turned. and for the first time
saw folded dress upon the table-a
robe of wine-colored satin. richly
trimmed with costly threat lace for
Justine Maynard earned her bread by
the tolsome plying of her needle, a
dressmaker poorly paid. and stung by
many chance word and sIeer.
Justine" she said, I've an idea I'll
take this dress home for you. I'll get
the money and bring it back.
Nonsense Ettie!'
"Very good sense, on the contrary"
And Elite deftly placed it within sheets
of brown paper wrapping and tied it
up.
Come, where is it TO go?"
40 Miss Fernlcy. in Middleton
square. Oh. Elite! how can l ever pay
you all your kindness?'
Elite was tying dark brown veil so
closely over her hat that Justine May
nard never saw the deep dye on her
cheek She was almost sorry she had
offered to take Florine Fcrnley's new
dress home. For second her resolu-
ton wavered. and then she reproached
herself for even that second indeci-
sion.
"Ill be back very soon. dear" she
said, STOPPING to press her cool lips to
Justine's fevered brow. "And I'll bring
the money. too. or | mistake my own
talent at the debt collect ny business. "
She hurried away with the bundle
neatly balanced IN her arms. and walk
ed rapidly. lest her resolution should
fail her. 1t was not long walk, fol-
the Fernley's lived in Middleton square
but few blocks distant.
And Elite went up the steps OF the
marble-fronted mansion. wondering If
she could see Markham.
Elite Hall was not certain. but she
was beginning TO suspect that she liked
the handsome young fellow. whose
dark eyes and jctty curls were such a
counterpart TO her own blonde beauty.
Nor was she altogether displeased with
the curious adventure which was lead
ing her toward him.
A smart blue ribboned maid came
10 the door.
4 Yes. Miss Fernley was at home, y
and with supercilious insolcnce
mich made Elite blood boil. the girl
pointed up dark stairway.
"Just up there and you'll find her.
First door TO the lef:.
Miss Elite Hall followed the direc-
tons and found herself in n twilight
apartment. where draped mirrors. and
sweet, faint scents betrayed manifold
mysteries OF a Dung lady's toilet.
whats wantngp Why can't
have my nap in peace9 querulously
demanded Florine Fcrnley's voice.
.'Ob. IL is that everlasting dressma.
ker. Mark! Mark ! want $40"
so do I-910e COO" retorted a "a
q mliar vo ce from the next room. "Bu
n / cant have all l want"