Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1893-03-02

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my BUSINESS Ia now changed from ODD Jobs
10 Groceries and provisions R163 Market ST.
Al orders from MIRA r. promptly attended TO.
No time for Fernisscs. Saw Miss Sullivan Of
Dublin today She sends love Never felt so
p. CRowLsI"
The tears were in Delias eyes when
she told Mira Randol that the man
whom she had proposed as furnace
fxer would not come. She was too
angry 10 recommend Phil's groceries
and provisions.
As the twilight OF that day camo on,
Della sat at the kitchen window, sew
ing. She was putting on button for
little 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 ball al don't care; hope he
won't come" said Della TO herself; and
her eyes, which were not quito dry,
showed how little she did care. Brid-
get camo in, and Jack asked for piece
OF gingerbread.
"oh, I wish We was married." said
Bridget She did not mean that Jack
had arrived at suitable age a. matri-
mony, but only that sho Wi d him
somewhere else. Before long, she
yielded to his persuasive powers, md
he departed with his button securely
fastened on, and his gingerbread In his
hands.
Della looked up from her work, and
ont OF the window. She could see down
narrow alley to where II Joined a
larger one, and thus she could, as IL
were, take an instantaneous photo
graph Of every one who passed along
the main alley. She heard footsteps;
two figures passed. They were Phil
and Miss Sullivan, OF Dublin. His arm
was round her waist Della did not
shriek, as actresses do. when their low
ers desert them. She only left the
kitchen and went up to her own room.
II was more than woelt before Phil
came TO call agniu. Della had been
schooling herself TO the proper GOODNESS
Of manner every evening that he did not
appear; and now. when he really did
come, she folt disposed to melt How
ever. sho uorved herself 10 the epcoun-
ter, her little heart don't doubt,
humping uncomfortably as she en-
tered the kitchen.
Good evening, Della" said Phil
Good evening" said Della ~ hope
you've enjoyed the last week and a
half" She stopped and bit her lip.
Neither spoke again till Bridget had
gone out to SEQ TO the furnace. Then
Della took little package from her
pocket "l've got some things for you,
Phil, she said. her Sternness Of man
,sn, 1u.oy aisAPpsarS~
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oon come mere no more her eyes
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mus hoe W lot eu' nn
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nappy. ao-an mere poor Dehi
oroke oo"n ana began 70 cry
pnh came up and took her hand
why, Doiin' child, dye care FOR me
,ttio OH, thinr haant no idea OF ~
nc was going 70 put nus arm round her
, Out she w,thdrow,
So' nc musn the ehid' iookinl
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