Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1895-05-08

| so was Aur1Cula IeuQudluJ duo ouS
only happy person concerned in the
point-lace transaction was Master Billy
Parks, who was the scamp who had
abstracted the parcel of lace from
Kitty's pocket, as she stopped mo.
mentarily to look in at the window OF
print-shop, and taken instantaneous
flight.
'Lace, eh?" said Billy to himself.
''I was in hopes that it was her young
mans photo. But I'll settle her"
When Kitty Supple took her purse
from her pocket, at dinner-time, as
she sat down at Mrs. Parks table, we'll
spread with beef stew and baked pota-
toes, with substantial bread pudding
to follow, out tumbled a flat, paper
parcel. Her heart gave Joyous up
ward leap.
$50 it was there oil the time" she
thought. elbow could I have posi-
bly, missed it?"
She opened it, surreptitiously, while
the green eyes of Master Billy, gorg-
ing his noontide meal, were glued to
her face.
It was filled with coarse, common
cotton batting.
And in that one second Billy Parks
tasted the sweets Of unlimited re-
venge.
s'Struck all of heapl" said he to
himself. swell, I guess we're even
now!"
But the piecc of lace had not full
filled its mission yet.
When Miss Pendham went up to her
room she found letter under the
door, but she had no spirit to open it.
s:It's one of Billy Parks's April
Jokes" she thought, as she pushed it
aside with her foot. "Oh, dear-oh,
dear! I wonder if I shall ever laugh
again? Twenty-Five dollars to pay for
that lace, and I have twenty-five cents
when my weeks board is settled and
my pew rent paid And discharged
from Mademniselle ViciDi's, too.
What is to become of me?"
It wes growing dusk nova sweet,
purple, April dusk, full OF faint scents
and sounds Of spring even there in the
city streets.
She lighted her lamp and sat down
with her head resting on both hands.
Just then there came o soft "tap,
tap!" at the door.
"Come in |" said Miss Pendham.
The door opened, its hinges revolv-
ing with difident squeakiness.
81 hopo 1 don't intruder" said Mr..
Mills.
"Dear me, Mr.. Mills, is it you?"
said Miss Auricula.
care you ready?" asked Mr.. Mills,
lowering on the threshold, like re-
spectacle middle-aged genius.
"Ready?" faltered Auricula.
"For the concert" explained Mr..
Mills. ''We had some tickets sent to
the Eagle Office. I thought perhaps
you would enjoy the music. Didn't
you get my letter? I slipped it under
the door"
"Oh!' cried Auricula, suddenly
stopping for the neglected envelope,
which still lay under the table. 81
did see it, but I thought it was one OF
Billy Parks's April fools,
"But you II go, won't you?" pleaded
;ss-ee'esap ass-'esa!p in the Playport Eagle
II should like It it1F Very much, said
Auricula, feeling herself color to the
roots of her hair.
"And, speaking Of April FOOLS"
slowly added Mr.. Mills, fumbling IN
his pocket, "when I was on my way to
the Office this afternoon, one of our
devils.-I beg your pardon, Miss Pend
ham; that is an entirely metaphoficat
apellation-told me That zaa; coat-tails
were we're fsetssstooned stsstooned with something white.
I didn't mind it much, because I had
three different labels pinned on my
back this morning; but when I came
to look, it seemed very nice lace. Per-
haps you can use it for something. I'm
sure it is of no service to me !"
Thus speaking, Mr.. Mills drew from
his pocket the five yards of point-lace,
which matched Miss Montrose's bon
net.
Miss Pcndham gave smothered
shrek of JOY as she clutched at the
d;sorderly parcel.
"Oh, Mr.. N1ills!' she cried. '1
never was so glad of anything in my
life. Oh, Mr.. Mills, how good. you
are!'
Ana with sobs and tears she ex.
planned to him the history ofthat piece
of lace.
They took it at once to Mademoiselle
Vicini before they started for the con-
cert; and somehow this little incident
seemed to establish mutual under
standing between them.
ri always thought Miss Pendham
was o superior young woman" said
MI. Mills. 81 am more than ever
convinced of it now.
"Mr. Mills is really very sensible
and agreeable, thought Auricula.
"After all, there is something in the
printers profession that broadens and
enlarges the mind"
So Master Billy Parks succeeded in
"April-foolins" everybody to his
hearts content, and Kitty Supple
breathed more freely when she heard
that the point-lace was safe.
"But I'll never play any more prac-
tical jokes" she thought.
She turned mp her pretty little nose
when she heard of Mr.. Mills's engage
ment to Miss Auricula Pendham, o few
weeks later,
"Two old things like that setting up
for lovers! How utterly ridiculous"
she said.
But Miss Kitty Supple had yet to
learn that llfe's blossoming-time does
not always come in April. il.-Saturday
Night.