The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1890-05-24

<hbN SNoAS oAS 1910
ing from drawer and closet all the old
pantaloons with baggy knees, and all
the old coats with fraycd cuffs and
greasy collars which were in the house,
laid them at the feet of the clothes
man.
But now it was the old mans turn to
be scornful.
"Zese rags! Oh. madame, not zese
rags for my lofely Cupid from Paris"
lie sighed, reproachfully. MADAME
will find somezing else; she will not ex-
pect re poor old clo'es-man to
cheat himself. Madame has some pref
ty silk dress-a cloak, shawl
madame will see."
Madame, who could not give up the
idea of assessing the Cupid, now that
she had once harbored it, ran upstairs
again. She searched her drawers, her
wardrobe, but really she had nothing.
Suddenly it occurred to her that she
had broche shaw, and that she never
wore it. Shawls were out of fashion,
ard if she hated anything it was shawl
turned into cloak. The thing would
lie there useless for years, or she should
give it to Mr.. Pattipan's Aunt Jane.
She would never wear it again, that
was morally certain. Why not buy the
Cupid with it!
She uqfolded the shawl and felt an
unusual contempt for it, it looked so
ld-fashioned. 1t had cos. twenty five
dollars when it was bought, and was as
good AS ever; lut what an ugly thing
Yes, she would do it! She carried it
down stairs therefore, and the clothes
man condescended to accept it. How
ever. he also put into his bag the old
cloth garments.
al will not leave zem about to trouble
madame" he said; 81 will oblige her
by carrying ZEN away"
Mrs. Pattipan returned to her parlor
to adore her CIpid-certainly a very
lovely little being.
GLOW admire it! It's my ideality
and my FORM l suppose" she said.
becoming phrcn biological again. 81
should have been an artist, having
form and color so largely developed.
Then she placed it on the cabinet
shelves, and as she retired to Assistance
to observe the general effect, saw that
the counterfeit bill that she had thrown
int the china bowl after tearing it
across had vanished. The old clothes.
man had taken it up-thcre could be
no doubt of that.
"But he was so acquisitive he could
not Withstand temptation" said Mrs.
Pattipan. ''Well, hope he will not
pass it on some poor person, and l don't
care if he gets himself into trouble
be deserves it,"
At all events she had her lovely
much better than an old
shawl that she detested, Still, she
would not mention the oil shawl or the
coats to Mr.. Pattipan. Since she had
made the awful mistake of exchancin
ais best trousers for match holder, it
was understood between them that old.
clothes men were not to be permitted to
cross the treshold.
No; she could buy what she pleased,
md Mr.. Pa;tipan never thought of ask
ng where it came from. It should 90
10. But, oh! her lovely Cupid-how
The adored it!
AT five o'clock in the afternoon Mr..
Pattipan returned in very fine spirits.
"We.l, Ducky," he remarked to Mrs.
'attipaa, 'Tve got surprise for you.
Sha'n't tell you what it is until 1 have
lad dinner. 1t is birthday present."
Then he concealed a bundle beneath
he sofa.
Mrs. Pattipan felt pleased to be re-
ncm5cgel. Sac was as charming as
possible during dinner time, and Mr..
'attipan made her guess what he had
'rought her: but her guesses were all
alures. Not roses-not q book-not
lis photographer a watch-not a