The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1898-06-28

BY e. M. DE JARNETTE.
IT DECLARE our old machine is tn,

DEOLAhE our Oh indchlhe 10 INC
sweetest in the world, said Dora,
nfleciionately.
"Oh, yes; that's proved. We all say
Sc cried Bess, the boisterous.
"The dear old thing only knows how |
20 hem and sew straight seam con-
tinued Dora, always about TO give
its last gasp, yet here we are, three |
girls. all properly stitched and trimmed;
begathered and tucked for our lovely |
trip 10 Richmond as soon as the mater
comes back from her jaunt."
II love it, / love it," sang Bess, "the
old armchair Though it has absolute
w no attachments of its own-and
that's a pun, although you two geese
can't see one if it's fired out OF a
cannon
One of the geese, the Engaged One,
said: "You can't fire pun out of
cannon"
"Our old machine is as crazy as a
! Jnne-bug," continued Bess; ''notched
up with length measures; patterns
marked on the leaf with scissors, and
scratched over with family memoranda.
There's the birthday of Julia's baby.
and Sue-Sue-here's the 18th of No
yemberl Somebody's wedding day, l
declare"
The Engaged One blushed guilty:
at isn't this November; l meant next
November" she said, ''ard-and he
marked that there himself"
won't we have fun hunting finery
in Richmond? / wish the mater would
come along. My money is burning a
hole in my pocket. Fifteen dollars of
my own. I'm going to buy a"
Comply. COMMIT"
This announcement was fired in by
little black thing with kinky topknots
az over her head, wrapped with knit
ting cotton. Il see 'em gallinuppin'-
des lSickin' up dus'. a within an a
black'n!"
In effect, a white horse and black
one were dashing and prancing along
the avenue, drawing a mongrel sort ol
wagon filed with objects draped in rub
Der cloth. The driver was a nice blue.
, eyed Young man with white teeth and
curly hair.
Dora's lip curled with nice scorn
} Agent" she muttered and scamperes
back upstairs.
The voice of Bess in return to his
: graceful salutation was cold as th'
icebergs famed by the wings of Boreas
Thanks; we will not trouble you
We already have enc; the best in III,
: word" she said.
'Troub.e?'' echoed Blue Eyes. Il
f. is the only pleasure in life 1 have.
? don't expect 10 sell one-I never dc
Am only paid to show them. Do ALLOW
= ne."
7 Il have not time to look" said Bes:
positively.
Il don't want to see Don't brin
! that thing in this porch, she command
il ed, angrily.
blue Eyes had unscrewed one an
lifted it halfway up the steps.
Excuse me, lady; l don't hear yer
wei. Did you say in the porch, or sha
carry it into the hall?'
He had the cover stripped off, an
open in jiffy, and a long strip of re
silk under the needle accordion-plaitin
: it on to a blue quilted velvet bacl
ground, binding it with a ruffied ruch
that stood out in crimped scallops, th
whole thing tucked, futed, embroit
cred, hemmed in three different vari
ties, and lace sewed on at the SAN
Il time.
I "Tip-py-tip-py-tip-pyl" went IL
0 needle, swift as CREASED lightning an
soft as lovers sigh. Blue Eyes eve
sang a song:
. All that heard -
Was this little word:
I-iove-youw
He was now shirring pink satin &C
larette, with scallops bound in mashe
\ strawberry gauze, felled and braid'
= with old gold, plated on to red mt
shirring. gathered between two band
ee edge-stitched with piping on FrenC
ir folds, in Mexican points and Washin
ton squares, sewing uneven surfac
. just as well as plain"
Or "Tip-py, tip-py-tip-py-tip-py-
py!"
! you are taking great deal of Il
Il necessary trouble" This from Bess
tones like melted ice cream, as she he
the sample in her baud.
1T is my joy and my duty" repli
Blue Eyes. "Will you kindly select [
=. combinations for the next sample
work?"
"Ah-cream and violet. What tas
you havel This now will turn out
. dainty CONNECTION indeedl VIII Y
suggest, please? Knife plating? A
yes"
Observation-Disclosures"
"Try the next on blue and amber
me-" suggested Dora, over Bessi
shoulder.
''I'll take my sample in pure whit
whispered the Engaged One over Dor
shoulder.
"Tip-py-tip-py-tip-pyl" went
needle, pricking its way into the fe
mime hearts.