The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1891-11-07
A TIMELY DISCOVERY.

Brown, eXcitedly.
Seen whatp
Willie Lestrand lifted her soft. seri
Gus eyes to the girl near her.
The wedding dress.
What wedding dress2"
Why, the one that is being made
for the daughter of the head of the
firm, Miss Roslind Fielding"
Willie went quietly on with the ruff
fle she was blind stitching.
Il haven't seen it-no. We ineffi-
Gent workers seldom get a glimpse Of
madam's masterpieces.
That's soP' assented Cora, vigor-
ously prodding a little emery straw
berry with her needle 1T was only
by chance saw this. But it is"-she
paused for a suitable word" well. it
is just heavenly' she concluded
Very crowded, very sutfocating, was
the fifth floor sewing room of the
gReat dry goods establishment of
Fielding Il Moore in which the girls
sat and sewed
The capital of the firm was i'm
mense, its reputation really national.
But the prices paid employees were dis
couraglngly low, and the accommoda-
ton of the workers far from sanitary.
if humane.
II happened to be passing the room
where they show shades by gaslight
Kitty Davis is assistant there this
week, and she called me to come in.
Madam wasn't around, so | did go in.
Oh, Willie, you just ought to see it'll"
''Why2" indifferently.
She picked up spool Of primrose
silk and threaded her needle.
She was a small statured little crea-
ture, plump and dark Her eyes were
large, pensive and of hazel black; her
complexion of rare pearl purity; her
lips scarlet, sweet and seldom smiling.
Because, said Cora, promptly,
You're not liable to see anything so
grand in your life again. I'm certain
| shant. I"
Willie smiled.
0,That is a cruel assertion, Cora.
well, its truer persisted Miss
Brown. why, the satin would stand
alone-it is the new silver white of
course-and it is paneled with EN-
broidery of crushed pearl seed and
crewel silk-daisies and oats and rib
bon grass. They say the lace on the
corsage Gt is just like a seam cobweb)
is 200 years old. And, sinking her
voice in a Ieverential whisper, the
buttons are diamonds"
Willie Lestrand nodded She did
not stop sewing, or seem much inter
ested.
Kitty Davis showed them to me-"
went on Cora, eagerly. "They are
worth-oh, don't know how many
dollars she said-and her train is three
yards long Myr
She paused, quite breathless and &c
static, and looked at her companion,
whose silence seemed to irritate her.
You don't care much to hear about
fine gowns or fashionable folks, " she
said.
A strange and wistful look was that
which Willie gave her.
What have we to do with fine
gowns or fashionable people2' she
asked
When she left the store that even
ing, she was joined by gentleman
whose acquaintance she had made
since entering Fielding 81 Moore's,
twS months ago.
He was assistant manager of the
store, and to him had the letter of in
PRODUCTION which secured her employ
ment been addressed He had persist
emily and devotedly followed up the
acquaintance.
He had visited her at her boarding
house, asked her out, sent her flowers.
And-just three days ago-he had told
her that he loved her.
But, " he had hastily supplemented
his confession by saying, Il can't ask
you just yet to marry me. have a
fair position, of course, but | haven't |
saved cent, and don't think ought !
to urge girl to share poverty com
parative poverty with me.
1t was speech both plausible and
prevaricating, but Willie's better
judgment was blunted by the fact
that the speaker was Economically I
handsome, and evidently also roman
tically in love with her
But the fact she did not know was
that he was tremendously ashamed of
having lost the organ he presumptu-
ously termed heart to a mere sewing
girl
When he was her escort he tried as
far as possible to avoid meeting ac-
quaintances. He was immensely dis
gust&d with himself for his infatua-
ton. While enjoying her society and
admiring her beauty, he resented his