The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1893-04-08


French bonnets.".
.sNonsenser' cried Nelly. with a
face like that--and such voice, and
such manner"
WELL" said Mrs. Macrabbin, ''we'li
see!"
And she rubbed away harder than
ever.
Young man." said Mrs. Petherick,
sourly, what do You mean by leaving
lily and three sinful plumes on it? Do
] look like person who wears water
lilies and marabou?"
And Guy. who was walking whist
ling away after leaving his last band
box, stopped short at the old lady's
shrill voice
"Hello,'' said he. 1--WE left the
Petherick hat at st. James, and the
st. James hat at Petherick's. i must
go back"
81 should think So" said Mrs. Peth-
erick. IN my days, errand-men at
tended TO their business! Nine o'clock
at night. and my new black velvet hat,
with the satin bows, not come home!"
I'm very sorry, ma'am," said Guy.
Much difference it makes whether
you arc sorry or not" said Mrs Peth-
ericlS, levcling her blue spectaclcs
wrathfully at Mr.. Moreau. "Youmust
be very presuming young man to
have any opinions at all on the subject.
beg that you will set this awkward
blunder right at once, and shall most
assuredly report it to Mime. Dunoyer. :"
And Mr.. MORGAN had no alternative
but to trudge back again through the
binding rain to Miss iIonora St.
James brown-stone residence.
"Thc milliuer's man again!" said
Miss st. James, sharply. We'll, /
should think! To leave me a dowdy
old black-velvet thing, instead of my
white-crape opera-hat! And to come
back at this time of night! shall cer-
tainly let Nine. Dunoyer know what
think of it! Here, You, boyl Is this
the way you My goodness me! It's
Mr.. Moreau!"
Guy burst out laughing-he could
not help tat the comicsl suddenncss
with which Honora's frown melted into
smiles.
81 beg your pardon, Miss ST. James, :"
said he, but am really very descrv-
ing of blame. Here's your Dandbox,
and I've left old Mrs. Pethericl1's here
by mistake
SIS it joke" said the bewildered
fam one, s'or a wager, or what?'
Neither one nor the other" said Guy.
"Sober, serious, earnest. And now, if
you'll let me have the other bonnet. I'll
get back before Mrs. Petherick's rage
wakes any hotter"
He lifted his dripping beaver and
vanished with the bandbox under his
arm, smiling to himself at the insight
he had obtained into Miss st. James
character.
"a regular little virago!" he told
himself. "a face like oxalic acid and
q voice that would do for fishwomanl
Truly, we are not what we SEEM"
He went back the next evening to tell
Nelly Knox that he had duly performed
her bchests.
NELLY isn't here" said the pale little
girl, who was wiring the flowers on
stems as diligently as if she had never
left off. ''She's gone to madame's. She
goes at seven every morning, and don't
como back till nine ut night"
"Oh!' said Guy. "And how's her
foot?'
Every lame" said the child, moisten-
ing fresh wire at her lips and twist
,x,r L.
giddy with following her motion. "But
she leaned on cane and Why, here's
Nelly now. And crying, too!''
"Ifelfo!" said Guy. "What's the
matter?"
"I'm discharged" said the girl. with
sob in her throat Mrs. Petherick
has been there, and"
"Mrs, Pethericl1 is an old catl" inter-
rupted Guy, hotly. ''And, it's all my
fault! Don't cry! You're not able to
work now" as Nelly sank, white and
exhausted. on a chair.
Eyes, know" said Nelly, "but what
are we to do? Fan can only earn n
dollar and a half week. and if I
am without work."
II can get you work." said Guy. "All
You want! Loads Of it!'
And, vanishing, he presently re-
turned with roll of forty yards of
Wamsutta, which he flung cxultantly
on the floor.
"But what am to do with it?' said
bewildered Nelly.
"What? Why, make it into four
dozen shirts, to be surer' said Mr..
Moreau.
"But, that is all nonsense" said
Nelly, with n quivering lip. II am
poor-but j can't take charity"
tits not charity" asseverated Mr..
Moreau. II need new shirts, and /
hire you to make 'em! Where's the
charity!'
"But-four dozen!"
"If ! wanted fourteen dozen I've a
right to order 'em. suppose. Besides,
I've some notion of fitting out ship
load of missionaries for the San Benicia
islands. If you want buttons or needles
and thread, get 'en, and charge 'em in
the bill"
"Ycs; but"
swell, what now?" lifting his eye