The free press. (Poplarville, Miss.) 1890-19??, 1896-06-11

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0 - Mrs. Pilkin on.
YolH, "Guess I'll look at
.SAo 'em."
NAN OF oil things, Mrs.
hW1 Pilkington was least
NJ " able to resist q bar
~ gain.
The old Pilkington farm house at
home was crammed full of bargains,
nossible and impossible. The bureau
drawers overfowed with "bargains,"
which we're of no use to anyone; the
trunks were packed full OF "bar-
gains.
And here, on the crowded curb
stones of Grand street, the swinging
pasteboard sign of "Great Bargains
| within" attracted her attention, hur-
RED though she was with the manifold
errands which yet remained incom-
plete.
She had lot of damaged table
linen under her arm, and some cheap
hosiery in her bag, and q dozen tow
Bis with misprinted borders in her
pocket, and here she was crowdinS
into the Grand street store to buy
blue spotted pongee neckerchief for
eighteen cents
.It'll do for Sara Janetta to wa'ar
nround her neck of cool evenin',
bald Mrs. Pilkington, "and eighteen
Pents is really very cheap for real pom
kee."
Mrs. Pilkington lived in O little
brown rooted farm house on the Hous-
Rtonic River, and her main errand up
10 town had been to buy 'store car
pet" for her bedroom floor, and to ex-
Phange an old sewing machine for
omething of newer order. -
Her cousin, Mrs. Bruce Babbitt,
Who had spent the summer months at
he farm, and made the most possible
rouble for the least possible pay, had
llso engaged to hunt her up "help"
rom the nearest intelligence office,
Ind have the same on hand when the
Ffve-four train" left the Grand Cen
Fal Depot that afternoon!
And sure enough, when the lady
tom the country arrived, red and
anting, at the depot, with disheveled
Rir, bent bonnet and shawl dragged
awry, modest young girl stood at
le door with card bearing the name
''Mrs. Bruce Babbitt" in her hand.
sis it Mrs. Pilkington?" said she.
''You amt the new sewing machine,
you?" said Mrs. Pilkington, rub
hg her nose with puzzled air.
Nor yet the eighteen yards Of carpet
bm Stoneybridge and Bounce's?'
4 am Phoebe" said the young wo-
n" "Phebe, at nine dollars
nth, if am lucky enough to suit
ma'am?"
he was pretty, blue eyed lass,
b fresh complexion, ind neat
IN of green and white seer-sucker,
she wore bonnet of her own
inning. with acluster Of Euttercups
he side. fs'-,
[rs. Pilkington looked obviously at
She had prepared herself to ex-
stout, red handed drudge.
did not seem possible that this
pate little apple blossom Of girl
h be Observation-Disclosures.
it there, sure enough, were her
entials, and the bell, even then,
changing for the closing of the
'ome on!" said Mrs. Pilkington,
she rushed through, dragging
be after her. ''It's strange, though,
the carpet and the sewing ma
amt here"
id you expect carpet and sew
lachine, ma'am?" Phoebe asked
ctfully.
bought 'em and paid for 'em,"
, Mrs. Pilkington impressively.
! don't see why they amt here. "
brhaps they will be sent by ex-
!. suggested Phoebe.
declare to goodness, never
bit of that! |" said Mrs. Pilking-
she skurried through the crowd
to find seat. -"
Fas the dusk of a cht W
B when they reacheVmmerct
Hollow, and alighted2bnn.
>f dense pines and sigh 10 eilvel
q one
Pilkington hain't remsn noutb ,
and meet us shall be cluh
RS. Pilkington, stretch " rso :
rward the better to sur III
, ring curves of the road ~.
ton is always forgetting V,ns
y, gracious me, what's M ke
e stopped to recover ears OF
hich she had inadverter 1atsers
She n
= andkerchief, ma'am. 6} goo
ilkington made gra
handkerchief" she