Morning journal and courier., 1891-01-03
THE FLEETING SHOW.
Some of Hts Facts and Fancies.

THE FLEETING SHOW.
 Some of Hts Facts and Fancies.
 Written for the JOURNAL AND CouR1ERl
 LINNET's CHRISTMAS SHOPPING.
 Second Part
 The next afternoon, though with some misgivings as to the wisdom of her course, Mary Raymond allowed her young daugh- ter to depart alone upon her shopping ex- petition. She had offered some sugges- tions as to the judicious expenditure of the money, and Linnet had listened cheerful ly. but with a roguish light in ner eyes that plainly showed she did not intend to give up her own cherished plans. ''She is very independent and will not be imposed up on," thought her mother as she watched her gaily skipping away; ''she is lady-like and will be treated with courtesy" never net reappeared, escorted by small boy with an arnful of bundles and jubilant as usual, though suspiciously red about the eyes. The parcels on being opened dis played a handsome gray shawl, soft and thick, pair of fur-trimmed driving gloves, 8 cashmere muller and dozen fine hand kerchiefs.s
 To say that Mrs. Raymond was aston ished is expressing it very feebly; she was in a fever of excitement and her questions came faster than Linnet could answer them. She new what good fabrics were and, pricing these, ran up in her mind a bill of twenty-five dollars, yet the bun dies, which came from the largest dry goods house in the city were marked "Paid, :" and the boy had said: q was to tell you it's all right" Perplexed and disturbed she gave up at last and waited with what patience she could until her husbands re- turn.
 This is Linnet's story as she told it to her father.
 "I wanted to buy mamma one of those soft, fuzzy cloaks, such as my pretty lady wears, because I thought then she could walk out with me when the sun shines, and warm gloves for you, papa, so your poor hands won't freeze when you drive the delivery wagon. So I walked along, looking in all the windows until I saw a cloak, and then I went in and told the man I'd like to buy it. And papa, he curled up moustache at me and said it would take more money than I'd eyer see to buy that sealskin, and everybody in the store laughed but you needn't get mad about it, papa don't mind, now. So I went away, and when I saw another cloak I went in and asked how much it would cost That man was different kind of man; he asked me how much money I had, and when I showed him he said he was very sorry but it was not near enough, and he opened the door for me as if I'd been big lady, but oh, papa! I was disappointed and I cried just the least little speck.' 'sMy poor little girl!'' said her father, distressed. "Oh, Mary! We ought not to have let her go." "Yes you ought" said Lifnet. "Now you listen. 1 did not know just what to do next, but finally I saw shawl that I thought mammal like, and was sure I could buy it. And papa, the clerk laughed and laughed and said it was the best joke of the season, and the ladies all stared at me, and when man asked what the joke was one of the ladies said something about India shawls and thousand dollars, and then he held up little round piece of glass and looked at me with one eye as if I'd beensa Bug-or something"
 Here Linnet swelled with indignation and had to be kissed and comforted. Then she went on.
 "Papa, was just blind with tears, and my throat swelled up. I wanted to get away from all those horrid people, and could not see which way to go. And just then tall old gentleman with white hair came and asked what the trouble was. I was afraid of him, he looked so cross, but they told him about me- and he said, just as you say sometimes, Why, you dear | child!' and he took hold of my hand and | led me to little room with fence round | it, and put me in a lovely chair that | whirled. And when I got through crying | he began to ask me questions, and I did | not feel afraid of him any more, and told him all about everything. When I said my name was Caroline Raymond he looked | at me just as sharp and then asked what my papa's name was. So told him Hal | sey Raymond, and he jumped a little jump, l the way you do when bounce on you and said, And do you know what his fathers name was, childs' and I said it was Halsey Raymond, too, and your grand asked if your grandpapa ever lived at Chestnut Ridge, and said yes, for you know you've told me lots of stories about what you did there when you were @ little l bit of boy. He looked so glad then, and he wrote this just as fast as he could, i" and she delivered with much importance bad 1y crumpled piece of paper. ''Then we went into the store and helped him pick out things until we got dollars worth, and he took my money and said he would keep it always to remember his little friend by. Oh, and he asked me if wanted anything for myself, and when said No, he said: "Child, you are very much like the Caroline Raymond I used to with me, and he held my hand all the way to the door, and we kissed each other good | bye and--that's all."
 But her father had not heard the conclu sion of the story; he was staring at the bi of paper and reading it over and ove again.
 ''To HalsV Raymond:
 If you are the son of Halsey Raymont and grandson of Halsey Raymond, former merly of Chestnut Ridge, New Hampshire call on me at your earliest convenience ant oblige Yours,
 EDWARD STERNE."
 ''Can you imagine what it means.
 asked Mary anxiously. "Not in the least,
 he replied, perplexed. Edward Sterne
 one of the wealthiest men in the city, doe
 very large business, and owns whol
 blocks of buildings. Perhaps," with feeble attempt at joke, ''he wants me t
 manage his business for him. Or he ma have taken fancy to Linnet. Don't b alarmed, young lady. He could not bu
 you with all his money. But you see b
 must have known father and grandmother
 We'll, Pm going to find out what he doe want" and struggling into his coat H. hurried away.
 Linnet, tired out with the days exper ences, fell asleep in the arm chair and M, ry, with a, new hope springing up in he l heart, awaited his return. When st 7 heard his ringing step on the walk st : hastened to open the door and WI
 half alarmed at the wilderness of h
 face and the brightness of his eyes. "Wh, 9 is it, deara" she asked, clinging to him, bl 2 heaonly held her close and could not spea ! until at last, Good news for us all ,p said, then bending bis head reverentl