The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-03-18
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

s.Oh, he'll come, ma'an. /. said Delin
/ Whom her work was done she sat down
aad wrote as follows:
-0EAa PM
'.You was kinder inpolite 10 your lasi but !
/ soaGht Ide fGrafFe you just once Mrs Randol
wants Man 70 Fix the ferniss dols week
% YOU WARMTH jobi You come up here twice
! day cawdiaiiy yours,
Della always omitted her obnoxious
second nanicin her correspondence.
The next day she received a note
| from Phil:
'-prAa DELLA 81 you'll excus the familyar-
.aig BUSINESS Is now changed from ODD Jobs
10 Gr1ccries and provisions, 2163 Market 81
| Al orders from Mrs r. promptly attended 70.
! 10 tisae FOR Fernisses. Saw Miss Sullivan Of
Eflsia teaiiy, She sends love Never felt so
ueii in mo LIE Your obtEervt,
n. CROWLEY
The tears were in Delia's eyes when
shc told Mrs. Randol that the man
whom she had proposed rs furnace
| Gxcr would not come. She was Too
angry 70 recommend Phil's groceries
lnnd provisions.
As the twilight Of that day came on,
Della sat at the kitchen window. sew
Ing. She was putting on button for
llitfle Jack Randol, while he looked on.
This was just the time of day that
Phil Crowley used to drop In; but he
had not appeared since the night be-
fore the bali q don't care; / hope he
won come, Y said Della TO herself; and
| her ewes, which were not quite dry,
showed how little she did care. Bird
ut came la, and Jack asked for piece
LIZ gingerbread.
"Gh. / wish We was marriedl'' said
Bridget. She did not mean that Jack
had arrived at suitable age T. matri-
mony, but only that she wiz ID him
somewhere else Before long, she
yielded to his persuasive powers, and
be departed with his button securely
fastened on, and his gingerbread in his,
thards
Della looked up from her work. and
out of the window. She could see down
narrow alley to where It joined a
larger one, and thus she could, as 1t
were take an instantaneous photo
graph 81 every one who passed along
Lhe main alley. She heard footsteps;
Two figures passed. They were Phil
md Miss Sullivan, Of Dublin. His arm
was round her waist. Della did not
Shrek, as actresses do. when their low
srs desert them. She only left the
ititehcn and went up to her own room.
1t was more than a week before Phil
came TO call again. Della had been
schooling herself to the proper GOODNESS
81 manner every evening that he did not
appear, and now, when he really did
come, she felt disposed to melt. How
sver, she nerved herself to the cncoun-
tier, her little heart, don't doubt.
humping uncomfortably as she en-
tered the Kitchen.
i Good evening, Della, !" said Phil.
Good evening, said Della II hope
Ehalf." She stopped and bit her lip.
Neither spoke again till Bridget had
gone out to see to the furnace. Their
Della took a little package from her
1 pocket tive got some things for you,
Phil, she said, her sternness OF man
ncr having entirely disappeared. 81
thought ye might want em back, now
yesdon't come here no more Her eyes
began to glisten. There's those let
ters Sc wrote from Narragansett last
summer when We was drivin' the hack,
and here's the bangle and the earrings
We gave me last year. Here she trem-
bled for moment before her last eff
fort. II Thought Miss Sullivan, Of Dub
lin, might like 'em, an poor girl like
mes not fit for 'em; an'--an' an j
hope you an Miss Sullivan will be
Ihappy an am, here poor Della
broke down and began to cry.
Phil came up and took her hand
why, Della, child, dye care for me
little bit, thin2 hadn't no idea of 1t ;
He was going to put his arm round her
but she withdrew
''No! Yc mustn't" she said, looking
at him with cleaning eyes. "Sh
wouldn't like it'
II nDelia," says Phil, '.just listen Il
me. Then he goes mp and whisper
in her ear: Nellie Sullivan's my half
sister
POOR Della is perfectly aghast "oh
Phil, PHIL she says, fan I've gon,
an shown We that don't quite hate y,
arter all.
.'Yes, me little girl, /" says Phil, IAN
shan't forget 1t now / knows it; bu
We can't think the tin -thousandth par
o. me that ] do o. you.' Then, witt
the cloquence which characterizes hi
race, he went on: ''An / pray the AL
mighty God an all the blessed saint
ye may niver suffer like did for TIL,
next twenty-four hours after We sen
me away"
'Twinty- hours?'' said Della
"Why, twinty-four hours arter tina
i was the night o. the party WI,
/ wasn't re unhappy thin2 Sure. wa
cross enough to ye.''
"Ah, We sweet thing. don't We Sc,
, that that's how l began to think !,
might care just bit for me after alp
says Phil IAN now good-by, Delia
an before long I'll hope to see ye Mrs
i p. Crowley
) '.Fine groceries an provisions, \ say
, Della ''Well, Phil, guess I'd bette
/ say yes, If it's only to change me las
name Crowley amt very fashion
able here Phil looked trifie abashe,
''but IL sounds Christian an that
!. rnore'n cen be said Of MeGonigle "
] Robert Beverly Hale, in Boston Budget
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