The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-06-20

che arrogance On assured beauty.
'@Those pink roses are lovely. I'm
silly ~ ! can be. I know that well
enough That's why l asked Mr.. Jones
not 70 speak 81 my getting IL Maybe
next summer ! can have q lawn with q
little blue sprig In ii This would 90
beautifully with that I don't think
I'm too old for q lawn ON q hot day,
and I'm just glad / got it--so therei"
Then she wrapped up the bag and put
II away in her trunk.
After supper Florence cam up to visit
her, and Miss Thankful was tempted to
tell her about ik But she was full OF
her own plans and the bag was not
mentioned.
There ID to bea party tomorrow even
ing at Mary Mora It's the 18th, you
know" said Florence happily. am
going to wear my blue cloth dress I've
worn it . LOT, Miss Thankful, but moth
en- says I may have o new sash That will
freshen IL mp But, oh, / wish, / do
wishI could have n party bag that /
saw down In Cooper's window. IL was
o Light blue and lined with pink. Such
70 beauty ] wish you had seen it
] can't have anything but the sash.
though. and o there 10 nc use In wish
ing"
81 did e IL, |" said Miss Thankful,
''and ID vas pretty. I sorter wished for
Ii myself.
Florence laughed. "Oh, of course.
you would not want it, but IL you had
seen It 90 years ago you might have"
she said, with the serene thoughtless-
ness or youth.
Miss Thankful grew silent
"Mr. Jones has asked me TO go to
evening service twice lately, she went
on presently.
~ think he is about the best looking
yonng man here, don't you. Miss Thank
full? He never talks much, but ! suppose
he thinks u great deal. I used to think
he disliked me, he stammered so when
ever j spoke TO him, but i guess il was
just because he didn' Z feel acquainted !"
And then followed q recital Of Mr.
Jones' sayings.
After she had gone Miss Thankful sat
for o long, long time in front of the
CRATE, with sad dreamy eyes fixed ON the
fire. She was going over I'm her mind o
time 25 years before.
was nothing Hike Mr.. Jones, |" she
gaid. he was good looking and 90 tall.
bnt he was inst as timid, and ] acted as
careless and indifferent as I knew how.
Girls are foolish creatures He never
got mp the courage to tell me. And then
we moved away, and that was all No
other man ever looked at me, and ]
can't say as ! want them to-" ]
She undressed slowly. She felt ole.
This looking hack at ones youth; has o
tendency to make one feel old IL lie lies
90 years behind me
When she was all ready for bed, she
opened the trunk and took out the party
bag.
She opened the door and listened.
Everything was still In the dim hall.
Florence's room was only o few doors
away. Miss Thankful slipped noiseless-
~ along, and when she reached the
door she hung the ribbon over the knob
and as softly stole back.
She had put no card in the bag; there
was no need. Florence would know
who sent II, and then she went to bed
and to sleep
The next morning Florence knocked
ut the door almost before Miss Thank
ful was dressed and came in with q
flushed, happy face
"Oh, Miss Thankful, " she cried, IT
have had the 1oveliest gift What do
you think-that blue satin party bagl
''Of course Mr.. Jones sent d. / asked
him last night III 10 was sold yet. and
ne grew just as red and stammered 90.
j know why now. Mother says ] may
keep ii, and ! wrote him o mote of
thanks this morning and put it under
his plate That was the easiest way of
thanking him. He Ii having nm early
breakfast now, % u Thoughts ] would
wait and 60 down with syou this time. "a
A26 she sauttered ab0nt the room i'm
happy excitement
Meantime Mr.. Jones was In q very
uncertain and puzzled state or bliss
The note had thanked him for his bean
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he left the house without being able
20 get glimpse Of Florence
AT no0 there was another tiny white
missive under his door. But this, much
70 his Disappointment. proved to be
from Miss Thankful
DEAR Mn. JonEs-Elorence thinks you sent
that satin has. Itwculd be dreadful for her 70
knowdifferently after thanking youfor II. For
Der sake. please do not ever tell her that you
did not. Your friend, THANKFUL Horn.
Mr.. Jones studied this note with
smiling eyes.
For her sake" that clause gave him
q quick thrill Of pleasure. She would
be sorry to find out, then, that it was not
his gift
He must answer F1orence's note, and
this was Che result Of a half dozen at
tempts:
DEAN Mrss F~LoRENCE-That bag could not
hold the valentine i would like to give ron IL I
dared. 1t Ia the biggest and homeliest ralen-
tine o young lady ever got. III ron care to have
me tell you about II, please carry the blue satin
bag when you come down to dinner.
ERAsTUs JONES.
He could hear Florence singingin her
room, and he called the bellboy and