The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-02-17

shriI voice.
"Hello!" said he. 1--WE left the
Petherielz hat at St James, and the
St James hat at Petherick'S must
go back
Al 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 homer
I'm very sorry, ma'am," said Guy.
much difference it makes whether
you are sorry or not" said Mrs. Peth-
erick, leveling her blue spectaeles
wrathfully at Mr.. Moreau. You must
be very presuming young man to
have any opinions at all on the subject.
i beg tn at you will set this awkward
blunder right at once, and | shall most
zssuredly report it to Nine. Dunoyer."
And Mr.. Moreau had no alternative
but to trudge back again through the
binding rain to Miss Honora st.
James brown-stone residence.
THE milliner's man again. said
Miss St James, sharply. Well. 1
should think. To leave me a dowdy
white-crape opera-hat! And to come
back at this time of night! shall GER
tainly let Nine. Dunoyer know what I
think of it! Here, you, boy! Is this
the way you My goodness me! It's
Ny. Moreaur'
Guy burst out laughing-he could
not help it--at the comical suddenness
with which Honora's frown melted into
smiles.
81 beg your pardon, Miss St. James,"
said he, but l am really very deserv-
ing of blame. Here's your bandbox,
and I've left old Mrs. Petherick's here
by mistake"
SIS it joke" said the bewildered
fair one, ''or wager, or whatT'
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 band5ox under his
arm, smiling to himself at the insight
he had obtained into Miss St James
character.
"a regulaN little virago!" he told
himself. "a face like oxalic acid and
voice that would do for a fishwomanl
Truly. we are not what we SEEM"
He went back the next evening TO tell
Nelly Knox that he had duly performed
her behests.
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
come back till nine at night"
'Oh!'' said Guy. "And how's her
foot?''
Very lame" said the child, moisten-
ing a fresh wire at her lips and twist
ing it around until our hero's eyes grew
giddy with following her motion. But
she leaned on a cane and Why, here's
Nelly now. And crying, too!'
"Hellop' said Guy. whats the
matter?"
I'm discharged" said the girl. with
a sob in her throat Mrs. Petherick
has been there, and"
Mrs. Petherick is an old cat!' 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 chair.
Yes, l know" said Nelly. "but what
are we to do? Fan can only earn
dollar and half a week. and if 1
am without work."
Il can get you work. said Guy "All
you wantl Loads of it!'
And, vanishing, he presently re-
turned with a roll of forty yards of
Wansutta, which he flung exultantIy
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 MIR.
Moreau.
But, that is all nonsense" said
Nelly, with a quivering lip 81 am
poor-but l can't take charity
ITS not charity" asseverated Mr..
Moreau Il need new shirts, and /
hire you to make 'em! Where's the
charityi"
'But-four dozenp
''If | wanted fourteen dozen I've
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 'em, and charge 'em in
the bill"
Yes; but"
well. what now?" lifting his eye
brows.
What size am to make them?"
Guy looked little puzzled at this.
Make 'em four different sizes. and
then some of 'em will be sure to suit"
said he, triumphantly.
Wedding cake, eh?" said Mrs.
box and tied with white satin ribbon!
Stuck full of plums and citron and
smelling of spicesi Well, it's very
good of Nelly Knox to think Of me,
now that she's a great lady and has a
whole house of her own, with velvet
carpets on the floor and two maid
servants to wait on her; and little Pan
At a boardiug-scbooI, too, and going TO
be brought up like lady. And it all |
,ame from Nelly's slipping on bit of /
that rainy night. I'd 20 I
out and slip down on one myself. il I /
thought it would do any good. | told /
Nelly he was real gentleman the first 1
line ever set eyes on him"
And Mrs. Macrabbin firmly believed 4
she was speaking the truth--Amy 1
Randolph, in y. Y. Ledger.
The Same With All Messenger.
Jove-I wonder what can lie keeping
,fe-curv9 / sent him 20 deliver a mes