The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1898-12-30

diligently read the papers, however,
lest she might desire to regain the
photo and would advertise, but saw
no notice.
Not long afterwards as I was rush
ing through the street to a car sta
ton, suburbanites are always in hur-
ry, l heard hasty steps behind me and
strong arm was laid upon my
shoulder with a, Whats your hurry,
Nan? 1 am all out of breath chasing
you"
1 turned my head and the stranger
saw my face, he raised his hat courte-
ously and said:
Pardon me, but you are not Nan if
you are wearing her new cloak"
l well knew that it was decidedly
improper to speak to a stranger on the
street, but zeal to discover Miss Shaw
and restore her mittens led me to an
swer him in his own spirit
Thanks, but this is not Mans cloak,
it is my own"
With a confused apology he was
about to leave me when detained him
and rehearsed the story of the ex-
change of garments and asked his as
sistance to regain my own. With a
peculiar feticence, refrained from
mentioning the photo as l recognized
its original before me, telling only of
the mittens as the point of difference.
FIe said that he knew the young
lady WELL in fact had been her escort
that evening as she was visiting
friends of his own. For some uneX-
planned reason she had seemed very
DESTROYS of regaining her cloak al
though, so far as he could perceive,
there was no difference between them.
Feeling anxious 10 restore Miss
Shaw's property, for that was her
name, 1 gave him my address and he
promised to bring her to call upon
me. By this time we had reached the
car station and after assisting me into
the car he turned away.
Not long afterwards Miss Shaw and
Fred" whom I learned was "Mr.
Jackson" called and we had a merry
evening as we discussed the contre-
temps of the cloaks, especially as
Man" said:
81 could not understand the ex-
change as 1 prided myself on being
the sole possessor Of a cloak Of this |
peculiar style of trimming"
"Are you from Denver?" l asked. !
She locked a bit puzzled and then |
laughed heartily as she told the same
story which had inveigled me into the
purchase.
Miss Shaw declared that she would
her name and address on a
ribbon hanger, as the stores do, to
IDENTIFY her cloak in the future. and
mentally determined to do likewise.
After that was fairly haunted by
duplicates of my cloak made after such
IN exclusive model. The church which
attended had free seats and persons
we're at liberty to sit wherever they
hose. l generally took the same one
very Sunday as was the custom of
'ther regular attendants. One day as
entered the pew and kneit for silent
,rayer 1 noticed q stranger in it, or
ather, saw garment like mine;
bought at first that it was Nan Shaw,
tut soon discerned that it was a
tranger. "The lady from Denver this
ime surely" thought, but did not
ddress her. The story of the cloak
fear intruded itself into my prayers
ar more than 1t should have done.
l was quite pleased with Miss Shaw,
nd as she had so kindly invited me,
eturned her call. told her of the
ady at church and we laughingly dis
used the question of forming a club
those who wors cloaks of our eek
uslve" pattern. I enjoyed my visit {
realty and remained later than I
lought SO had to hasten my steps
omeward. l was rushing along the
rect toward the car station when:
Pardon me. are you from Dezver?" {