Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1891-11-19

overturning it and breaking it upon
the floor It must be confessed, how
ever, that at this moment the rare slips
were OF small account in Maggia's
eyes. Her heart was in foolish fut-
ter as, in fancy, she saw herself an
honored guest at Mrs. Schuyler San
ders' ''select affair."" When at last or
der was restored, Mrs. Sanders went
on:
Bailey will not even superintend'
the decorations; but I have pencAcnt
for that sort of thing myself, and feel
sure that, with the assistance of your
exquisite taste, we could get up some
thing perfectly sweet
Perhaps Maggie's assent to the plan
was trife eager; indeed fear that it
was so much so as to flavor strongly of
gratitude. However, were there not
plenty of women, with substantial
bank accounts, who would have given
anything for an invitation to one Of
Mrs. Sanders entertainments, not to
speak of being made the confdante and
adviser of the great lady herself? When
Dick came home that night he found
Maggie in a futter of delight.
why, bless you, little woman he
exclaimed, good humoredly, ''you don't
imagine she wants you at her swell
party?"
''I'm sure don't know why she
shouldn't" Maggie replied, with an
offended air. "You are connected with
the bank and
Connected with the bank! Maggie,
that's too good. Connected with the
bank! SO is Pat McDuffy."
Patrick McDufy?''
Eyes, the man that tends the furnace
and sweeps the foors.''
'You used to think was as g-good
as a-anybody," Maggie fa4tered, and
then burst into tears.
''As good? Great Scott! Maggie, you
know that, to me, you are worth a
whole world full of those gadding,
flirting women, like Schuyler Sanders
wife. But they would as soon think of
making equals of Pat and Biddy as
they wonld Of you and me. But never
mind, Blossom he added, kissing
away her tears, ''if she really wants
you, and if you really want to go, your
old Dick isn't gong to scold about it. !"
81 am going down town to-day"
Maggie announced, as they fingered
| over their breakfast next morning.
II shall want some ribbons to freshen
up my black silk, but I don't want
money, sir, she added safely, as Dick
produced his pocketbook. II had a
note from Mr.. Grant yesterday. saying
that he is at last ready to pay me the
| ten dollars that was due my salary
when left his service
eff you go down to Grants you can
step into the insurance office and leave
this" Dick said, laying ten dollar
bill beside her plate. Tomorrow
will be the last day of grace" he add
ed, and | wouldn't have you forget it
for the world
''Should you forfeit your policy?''
mo, j could redeem that at any time
within three months; but. in case of an
accident, should receive no benefits"
"But there has never been an acct
dent" Maggie said, shuddering.
s'No, and let us hope there may never
forget to hand Fergus the money!
When Maggie went down town she
had intended going Immediately to the
insurance Office. However, as Bal
tours lay directly in her way, she
could not resist the temptation to go in
and look through the ribbon counters.
At the glove counter were couple of
ladies whom Maggie recognized as be-
longing to the Schuyler Sanders set.
AS she paused a moment in the crowd