St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-07-14

SAINT PAUL Dali
ways bet on the shoe, and you're
safe"
"reut she hasn't been near any rocks
today.
a, finger if she chose. She Stalled
You're a horrid, unsympathetic
thingi Delsarte is supposed to keep
! you from breaking, if you did but
know"
Eyes, but she says it's a poor rule
that does not work both ways. Sorry
1 can't enlighten you, but the truth Is,
/ she won't even tell me, though she adj
mits the partial guilt of the shoe"
Here Horace 1T the table, meeting
+ r nncc,,dnd's eye as he passed for one try
ing transient second, ana causing thai
| gentleman to speculate a, little as to
| the ACCESSIBILITY of their being intro
| duced
After dinner ,Deland sought Mrs. Don
| aid, armed with the cherished tEous-
| ers. He STROBE up the little hill, thread
| ing his way through a wilderness Of
| picturesque babies, flower beds and
kittens, to dingy little laundry in
the farthest cottage. Mrs. Donald was
alone worth the journey-a rosy
checked, bright-eyed, lively little wom-
| an who called him dear" at the end of
two minutes, and proved so entertain
ing, that he fingered a little to make
friends with the surly black dog, who
by degrees unbent to him. Mrs. Don
aid did not consider herself no tailor,
she said, but she guessed she could
make them trousers look better'n they
did now, anyway. But she couldn' t
let him have 'em before o'clock, no
way in this world, and he'd have to
call for 'em himself, her daughter
gone to town. They parted mutually
pleased with each other, Deland en-
route for the Blithedale inn.
On the way he encountered the re-
pentant Barnard, who, in a rally of
standardization, was seeking to in
vite his friend to set foot upon his
abject neck. He was scarcely prepared
to find Deland disposed to treat quite
cavalierly the base conduct of the in
fipential party and the delinquent pro-
prietor.
WELL" he said, in mystifed relief,
eff you don't mind, 1 suppose |
needn' ESPECIALLY as you're quite well
OIL, L 1dlcy, DIT the IOSI pace. Ii ANY
fellow can stand forty-eleven women,
thou art the man! L say-met any of
the dear girls yet?'
''All of themr' yelled Herbert, grave
ly, land they've all invited me to call
next winter"
Nonsense! No, but really some of
them are very good fun, and you want
to get in some work tonight. There S
one fellow there, Stanton, Horace STAN
ton, from Pennsylvania somewhere,
whom you must meet. He's coming to-
night with seven women, he says. Did
you see him?
Barnard, you're asking rather too
much of man who's spent less than
two hours in a place, half of which
time was given to running the land
lady to earth and the rest to eating her
dinner. 1 shall be charmed to meet
Horace and the girls tonight. Mean
time, what's on for the afternoon
Fine place, this!'
1.-The winds right for a SAIL though
it may not last. Come to the Inn
float. Boats all ready now"
AT quarter past that golden August
afternoon Deland stood once more al
laundry. He heard her energetic
tones from an upper room break of
| abruptly with a Law Sakes! at hi:
| summoning tap.
are my trousers ready, MIS-. DON
| ald?' he called, cheerily swinging the
| door ajar, Pm afraid-oh-I-I beg
your pardon
Well he might. Before the ironing
| board on two very Shapely russell
| clad little feet her dainty morning
| apron, her sleeves rolled back tC
the manifestly advantageous display
| of two round white arms, her cheeks
| flushed and her brown hair curled pref.
tily on neck and temple by the heat OF
the room and labor, stood his Gin
| derella of the apple treee.
1t was a thrilling moment. AS hel
eyes beheld the magnificent appari
| ton in the doorway she started VIC
| lently and set the iron down hard OF
| it's stand. When Bert's startled sec.
| ond glance told him that the objec1
| depending from the ironing board was
| nothing more or less than a leg of his
| beloved trousers, he appreciated in full
| her presence of mind in placing
that iron under stress of circum
stances. But her face was one of Grim
soning dismay and horror.
Are - they your trousers?" she
gasped. Her hand fell nerveless tC
! her side. "Oh, dear me!'
The almost child-like anguish in hea
voice brought Deland's momentarill
| paralyZed SAVIOR faire to its feet
Never before in his recollection had
it deserted him Out then, never before
had his trousers been thus ironed
and it redeemed itself grahdly.
''They are mine, yes, he answered
soothingly as he advanced. "HoN
| beautifully you've done them
| This was in itself a master stroke
| considering he did not know whethe
| they were ruined or not. But this i
| pretty hard work for you such q warn
day, l think. Why, they look fine!''
l,N Il i tIyy 11n
| cation proved his unwarranted gal
| lantry not in vain.
The distress softened visibly. 1.-THE,
do look better than they did, she ad
mitted, but"
Better! A tailor couldn't have pu
them in better shape. Where did yo,
| learn how to press so well?' aske
| Deland, keeping his attention rivete
| to the trousers, for which she blesse
| him.
rise to emergencies" she replied. "Yo
see," hesitating slightly, Mrs. Donal
forgot when she told you she'd d
these THAI she had promised to fms
my ny white hit, gown for tonight
know she had committed herselfD an
| | knew she couldn't do both and no
spoil one, if she hurried. Sc as 1 ca.
| press and couldn't fix the gown
thought I'd help her on these. That
|
them once. deity, eff you carry Their
this way, they won't be hurt. I can
find a paper, but Mrs. Donald will.
| must CO. Her nervousness was re
turning and she spoke hurriedly. "And
| please excuse me, but won't you pa
her just the same, you know? It's al
! right. She'll be down presently
She had flung aside the apron. role
down her cuffs and started for tn
door.
But, I say-please wait a second
You don't even let me say thank you
Cant L see you again? You're surel
going tonight, 1 hope?" cried Deland
| anXiouSlv.
''Yes-I-I don't know-Really I cam
stop Mrs. Donald" she called, step
ping to a side door, "I'll come for that
gown or send right after supper
Good-by! Nevers mind" She turned
again to Bert. Don't you see,'' she
explained, lowering her voice. but {
little impatiently, chat if I'm here
when she comes down she'll talk {
week about taking your money, anG
| that won't be any pleasanter for mt
than it is already" The sudden flash
ing little smile which had been bitter