Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-02-07

sa's IRON horses feet or splash ~ ,,i.,.aiy,'
sne' .he girl, was stronger of hanJ
o''ghter of face and of couraa, 80,
naa more than once taken ths
moln 'ins hand and swept away the
'pua Tor pedestrians blithely and cbeeriln
~ ''a' she earned more coppers for Inn
III ten minutes than he know no.. ~
sa'n ~ weary mornings work u,s
hanus were 80 weak and delicate. -
used 70 activity. We're positively m,,scn
lar by contrast. 'i"scu-
mere was one drawback-he never
seeihca TO comprehend about the anw.
ers. lie would stand on one leo hv ~,
or,iiiaht shop window staring piteouslv
taxing OIL his ragged cap and puttina !,
on again with gesture Of pernJay;,,
scratching his head sometimes for pre.to,
doubt, -" siea.er
You see, Jim" Milly whispered 70
nm one day, II love them so--tle flow'
ers lhey are SO beautiful, so very verv
beautiful. 1t quite gives me n main .n
odd feeling here in my throat onlv -,
look at them" 0'' ~
Then ! wouldn't have notbin, r. A.
WIN EN-. returned the boy decisiyely
II they hurt you what's the goody"
III the hurting that brings me bach
70 them, somehow" stammered Mill
who couldn't explain.
jim gazed at her with his wide oman.
ed, long dashed eyes.
ion are a queer 'un, and no mis-.
taKe' he said at last. "Hi, look ont,
you were almost right under the van
tiiis time, Mill. wish, wish was =
dock, that do-I'de;ve you flowers and
grand things every day; wouldn't
just"
Thank you, Jim dear; oh. thank
you. That makes it lust the Same 90 II
5ou did," !"
why, how can that be-" asked the
boy, leaning on his broom and staring at
her harder than ever.
vi course it does. Don't you seey'-
asked Milly, to whom definitions seemed
almost the greatest difficulties of life.
There are some people who have SO lit.
tie to say that they spend their DAYS in
ryinS to make the scanty substance
more; meanwhile the thoughts of other,
surge tempestuously against their fetter
ing speech, and these people must al
ways appear ignorant and dull.
One day-it was a bright MAY morn.
'ng-Mllly had come to an end of all her
commissioned work. Nor had she any
! 'eas for lho dture; she was tired, over
lone perchance-she had been WORKING
both early and late this last week. The
colors of the many petaled flowers in the
shop opposite seemed to flash moro
brightly than usual: the sun was strono.
and hot; the three cornered piece of SKY
overhead was positively blue. From il.
! age on nail outside neighbours VIII
low came the sweet song of a CAPTIVE
thrush. Some cffervescence of sprinr
time rose and bubbled in the girls young
veins She could not stay within her
ark and squalid room: she rose to her
leet in Impotence.
"A moment later she had reached the
street. She stood outside the door of the
house, gazing inquringly from side t.
side. No, Jim was not there: lie wa
nowhere in sight Well. he woul sooa
return, doubtless. There were few We.
hicles to be seen, she might cross safely.
Now the deed was done: jim should
PRESENTLY hear of her proves.
And surely the reward was worth the
fort. The flower shop had never seem.
ID so beautiful Bunches of lilac, labur.
mum and hawthorn were blooming on
me side: on the other side were posi-
lively stacked pink, red and white peo-
nies, pansies and the anemones and blue
neils of the woods. while marshmallows
and cowslips shone more golden than
10 sunshine
Mllly knew no names or properties Of
lowers. in her eyes there were no COM
mon ones, and the dollhouse geraniums
and cinerarias were only by color more
glorious than the penny punches of wall
flowers and field daisies and struggling
forget-me-nots that were specially pro-
vided for weary Londoners.
To her it was all beautiful dream;
| there was just hard. impossible wall
between her and such luxuries, like the
glass against which she tlattened her
pale, little pinched features. She could
see through the glass, certainly, but she
could not go nearer; no, nor yet touch
or smell She could only sigh, and the
sigh complaint like made matters
worse, for it dimmed the clearness of the
glass for a moment.
Two ladies came out of the shop; one
thn nth ar snaincr tha crirl
paused. The hands of both ladies were
filled with punches of flowers; possibly
Millv's eyes were more hungrily watch
ing than she knew.
You poor little girl.' said the lady
who stood in the doorway. She held
out a bunch of something bright.
"WouId you like these flowers? Yes,
you may take them.
She smiled; she went on her way.
Milly had said nothing; not word of
thanks. even. She only grasped the tiny
losegay as though it were made of gold,
She stared vacantly at the ladies till they
we're out of sight. Then she laughed
softly to herself. What would Jim say:
Where was jim? Why was he still alb
sent? She must certainly come out
again in the afternoon, if only to tell
him the delightful news, 1t was the
first time that any real live flowers had
been given to her. had actually belonged
TO herself. Why. they were quite soft.
like velvet. not grimy and gritty hike
most things, and with a perfume yes,
that must be the meaning of the word
perfume-something quite, quite Devil