West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1890-02-06
THE WHITE FUR CAPE.

DO you think she'll like it, Mrs
LifTordl"
oval, declare, don't see how sho
can help liking it," said Mrs. liiIord,
turning her head this way and that like
an elderly blackbird, as she viewed the
pretty little fur cape at that moment
lying on the kitchen table, lined with
cherry-silk, and exactly matching the tiny
muff in its paper box beyond.
Up in that frozen North-land the snow
was heaped like masses of alabaster TO
the very window sills, and one could
only reach the door through passage.
way of rough-hewn pearl.
Far off the lake cleaned like floor of
frozen steel, while the cedar thickets
dropped beneath their weight of snow.
and the keen January wind cut like
knife; for in Manigro winter meant
winter.
Mrs. Lifford was little, shriveled old
woman, dressed in some quilted wooden
material, with n white rufiled cap aud
round silver spectacles
John BenOit was a tall, brown faced
young farmer--an Apollo of these North
ern woods - whose costume, oddly
mingled of homespun and fur, reminded
one of the old history-book pictures of
Daniel Boone
Its only a rabbit-skin cape after all, 4"
said the young man, tenderly lingering
the soft folds. "But shot every one Of
the rabbits myself, and they're all as
white as milk And Desire Whatmap.
that used to sew furs in Montreal store.
she cut the pattern and bought the
lining and stuffing, and made il up all
ship-shape. 1t looks like Leah, now
don't ity-so pure and white and in
nocent like. And 7 was dreadfully dis
appointed that it couldn't be done in time
for New Years; but they tell me there's
to be grand Twelfth Night sleighing
party for the grand house where she's
visiting, so ! calculate it'll come lust in
time after all. "
Mrs. Liflord smiled and nodded.
Shell he powerful pleased" said
she. ''I'm glad you brung it over TO
show me, John. 1 can jest fancy how
she'll look in it,"
'J'll take it across 20 the express Office
right away" said John. There's a
shipment Of furs going by the midnight
train, and I'm detailed to pack EN-, so
things will work in sort o. handy"
"a Twelfth Day prcscnt-oh. Leah.
what luck YOU arc in' said Evadne
Ledyard. open it. somebody! Let
Us see what IL is"
There had been party the night be-
forc--at the LCdyard mansion something
was going on all the timc-and the cid
est Miss Lcdyard, IN an amazing tea.
gown Of cherry plush. was leaning back
in cushioned divan, studying out some
new stitch iB worstcd combinations
while Evadne leaned against the mantle.
ono pretty, slippered foot on the fender.
and her bright eyes sparkling with ami
nation.
The ony.. clock licked softly; the blac-
ribboncd pug, curled up in his quilted
satin nest, blinked his eyes at the col
ored servant who had brought in the bi0
express package aud Leah LiGord her
self blushed 20 the roots Of her "bon
mic brown hair as she recognized the
bold, uncultiyated writing of her lover.
She was p dovc-eyod, sweet. faced girl
Of eighteen, with an exquisite liiy-and
carnation complexion and the uncon
sci0us grace Of wild fawn. and even
the critical Misses Ledyard looked fa-
vorably upon her as she ran 20 open the
box with the Qleo Of a child
"a white fur cape" she cried, "a
diantly. "Oh, how beautiful
"Ermine" questioned Evadnc. lean
ing eagerly forward. "No-only rabbit
skinw
Leah looked up with a troubled ex
preston in the sweet hazel eyes.
But rabbit skins are very warm, said
she. aren't theyT'
"GOOdness me" curtly reioincd Evad
ne, $50 is white hannel"
"And there isn't a speck nor spot
on st."
"No, " abscntly spoke Evadne.
But of course you wouldn't wear
rabbit skins in MOntreall" cried Maoda-
lene, the elder sister.
why noti John Benoit shot the
rabbits himself Tie says so in the note
It is q lovely cape"
Listen, Lcah" 4" cried Evadne, takina
10th the plump little hands ia hers. Im