Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1892-05-20

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49, ~ Hindoo soothsayer.
* Ok.a. (Her real name was
3\ES1 Bridget Kearny, and
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$%~a8N& ty Cork, in the green
~ little isle of Erin.)
s.It's long ami it's deep, and he'll love
YOU long and truly, my dear. A dark man,
with black eyebrows and cheeks like
roses-ah, rare good luck he'll have in
getting you, sweet lady"
"what nonsense laughed Eda Elk
ius. coloring like sweet pea bloom
She was only Philadelphia shop girl
out on days excursion with some OF
her mates; but as she emerged from the
fortune teller's tent she caught herself
wondering who the "darS man. with
black eyebrows and cheeks like r0seS'
could possibly be.
at sounds like Mr.. Berlin, the new
foor walker, don't it, said Julia kes-
lev. one of the ribbon counter girls.
"Don't be silly" said Eda inpatient
IL. "Mr. Berlin has never spoken
word to me beyond the cOmmonest
.politeness, and hardly that"
Julia tossed her head.
WELL" said she, al suppose there
are more dark men in the world than
one. You can take your choice Of them,
Miss Iligh-and.Mi
1t was hard to 90 back to the store
the next day aud resume the tedious
routine of everyday work after that bright
glimpse of true love and sunshine' but
il is the fate OF womankin1, aud Eda
was compelled to submit.
She was novice at her work, aud
there we're humiliations innumerable IN
her path. She was a deal too pretty to
suit Miss Minister, who was superintend-
ent of the hosiery department, and
deal too young to satisfy old Hopkins,
the cashier, who held that no woman un-
der thirty had any idea Of making change
in the correct manner
Poor, pretty Ella! no wonder the
wheels rolled heavily.
1t was only the second day after this
that Mr.. Berlin found Eda crying softly,
in a dark corner Of the reserve depart
mcnt, surrounded by a wilderness of
pasteboard boxes and paper parcels.
"Why, what is the matter, Miss
Elkinsl" said he kindly.
ssAIiss Minister sent me up for six
boxes of Y and half" sobbed Eda,
"and-and / must be very stupid, for l
can't tell one box from another. And
it's so dark here, and it's against the
rules 10 light a match, and my head does
ache SOL"
Mr.. Berlin put down his stock-bcok,
and came to her assistance.
"Here.' said he, smiling, "don't cry
so. This isn't national tragedy. Ill
show YOU where the Y and half boxes
are. But this isn't your business. Miss
Minister should have sent cash boy"
Eda dashed away the tears.
.I-I don't think Miss Minister likes
me-" faltered she.
"Not like you'll That's strangel'
He spoke from the top OF little step
ladder with a kindly glance backward
over his shoulder. The words were
simple. but their meaning carried cheer
and encouragement to Eda's desponding
heart.
She went down stairs in far happier
mood.
Mr.. Berlin followed her after few
moments, and spoke quietly to Miss
Minister.
"The reserve rooms are scarcely the
place for our young ladies', Miss Minister, "
said he. thereafter, If you need any
thing from there, let me know, and
will send cash boy or one OF the
porters."
Miss Minister acquiesced; but she was
not exactly pleased, and glaroi at Eda
more uncompromisiugly than ever.
.There," she said, some two hours
afterward, 'I knew how it would be if
vou girls had your lunch upstairsl A
GREAT grease spot on the glove counter
and six pairs Of Suede tans ruined. Yes,
ruinedl'
Eda grew pink-then pale.
81 haven't been near the glove
counter" said she. ~ did eat my lunch
up here, bscaussfhefc are rats aud black
beetles down it{hc PACKING basement
,,,,, ate Il und>ekne stairs where it
couldn't possibly harm an5sh'ng."
"Theu, sail Miss sIinster, with the
mir Of criminal lawyer bullying wit.