The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-02-16

french oonnctS."
"Nonsenscw cried Nelly. "With
face like that-and such q voice, ant
such u rnanner?"
Well" said Mrs Macrabbin, "wc'r
sce."
And she rubbed away harder thar
ever.
Young man." said Mrs. Pcthcricll,
sourly, what do You mean by leaving
whitc-tullc hat here with Il water
lily and three sinful plumcs on it? Dc
look like Il 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
sErill voice
"lIello!" SAID he. I've left the
PethcrciS hat at ST. James, and the
st. James hat ut Pcthericls's. must
go back"
81 should think So" said Mrs. Pcth.
erick. In my days, errund-men at
tended TO their business! Nine o'clock
at night, and my new black velvet hat,
with tho satin bows, not come homc,r
I'm very sorry, ma'am," said Guy.
much difference it makes whether
you are sorry or not" said Mrs. Pcth.
erics, lcvcling her blue spcctacles
wrathfully at Mr.. Moreau. "Youmust
be very presenting young man to
have any opinions at all on the subject.
beg that you will set this awkward
blundcr right ut once, and / shall most
assurcdly report it to Nine Dunoycr."
And Mr.. Nlorcau had no alternative
but to trudgc back again through the
10
James brown-stonc residence.
The milliner's man againl" said
Miss st. james, sharply. well, l
should think! To leave me n dowdy
old black-velvct thing, instead of nv
white-crapc opcra-hat! And to come
back at this time of night l Shall Ger
tainly let Nine. Dunoycr know what
think of it! Here, you, boyl Is this
the way you My goodness me! It's
Mr.. Morcau"
Guy burst out Nightingale could
not help it--at the comical suddcnness
with which Honora's frown melted into
smiles.
II beg your pardon, Miss ST James,"
said he, but am really very deserv-
ing of blame. Here's your bandbox,
and I've left old Mrs. Pethcrick's here
by mistake"
us it joke" said the bcwildercd
fair one, "or 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. PcthericS's rage
wakes any hotter"
lie lifted his dripping beaver and
vanished with the handbook 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
voice that would do for fishwomanl
Truly, we are not what we sccm.'"
lie went back the next evening to tell
Nelly Knox that he had duly performed
her bohcsts
nelly isn't here" said the pale little
girl. who was wiring the flowers on
stems as diligently rs 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 ut night"
'Oh!' said Guy. "And how's her
foot?'
Very lame" said the child moisten-
ing fresh wire at her lips and twist
ing it around until our hcro's eyes grew
giddy with following her motion. but
she leaned on cane and Why, here's
Nelly now. And crying, tool"
"Hcllo!" said Guy. Whats tho
mattcr?"
Pm discharged, said the girl, with
sob in her throat. Mrs. Pethcriclz
has been there, and"
Mrs. Pethericll is an old catr' 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
Eyes, l know" said Nelly, 'but what
are we to do? Fan can only earn
dollar and n half week, and if 1
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 exultantlv
on the floor.
"But what am to do with it2" said
bewildercd Nelly.
"What9 Why, make it into four
uoHeh shir Vs. 10 DC Surc! said MIR.
Moreau.
But. that is all nonsense" said
Nelly, with a quivering lip. 81 am
poor-but can't take charity"
Its not charity" asseverated Mr..
Moreau. II need new shirts, and
hire you to make 'eml Where's the
charity!"
"But-four dozen!"
"1f l 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