Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1899-12-17
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She had forbidden Brisbane to bring
him into the sharp outer air until Mr..
! Desbrow was quite ready to start home.
He should run no risks that her fore
thought could ward off. Verify His
Lordship's lines had fallen in soft
| places.
A woman-a mere girl-wrapped in
ragged black cape, stopped on the curb
stone on the opposite side of the street
to stare in idle curiosity at the show.
Her shabby bonnet had fallen far
back On her head. The wind blew a
mass of reddish brown hair about her
eyes. She made no effort to adjust
matters. One of her arms was incum-
| bered by a heavy bundle. 1t might
have been linen on it's way to the laun-
dry. The other hand was fully occu-
pied trying to hide OR protect the bum
die by holding the frayed edges of her
cape together in front.
Her shoes were run down at heels and
| not even the buttons which still chung
to them at irregular intervals had been
| pressed into service. These slight de-
ficiencies in her get-up did not seem
to disturb her mind appreciably. Her
| thin, pale face wore an expression of
/, recklessne5s quite in keeping with the
r,,y, CHI nj
| net. Nothing mattered much in a world
where everything got so dreadfully
| crooked. She scarcely knew why she
| had halted in her rather rapid progress
eastward unless it was because two 9TH
| er girls had stopped. Girls that she
had known once when she, like them,
had been shop girl. That was before
she had turned fool and married"
Mrs. Desbrow's carriage was the gilt
| tering point of observation for their
unenvious glances. The lady's pretti-
| ness; the flashing diamonds on the
| hand adjusting the cushions; the soft
| ness of the fur wrap that slipped from
| her silken shoulders when she bent for
ward; all furnished them ample ma
terial for idle speculation.
Dead sure that sealskin cape didn't
| cost a copper under thousand dollars.
| You see, clerked in fur store for six
| months and know" said one of the
shop girls.
The girl under the black cape drew
| her heavy bundle closer into her arms
and shifted her weight from one but
tonless shoe to the other. Her gaze
never left the lady in the landau.
"She must be worth a milyun."
"Milyun! Yes-and half a dozen of
'em. People can't hold their heads up
in New York if they can't show UP for
| more'n one measly little milyun."
The authority on furs looked scorn-
fully at the girl with the reddish brown
! hair.
Maggie, matrimony don't seem TO
| have tiedied you up none Ne and
jimmy wouldn't dare go behind the
counter with such a looking head as
that, would we, jim? Much as our
| places'd be worth"
| The girl with the bundle shot an an
CRY look at her old shopmates.
Never mind my head-who is that
'Sdy: Do either of you girls know"
'Nup! How should we? You bet
she don't do her shopping in Grand
street. l guess from the looks of that
| basket on the front seat she's took a
prize. It's got blue ribbon futterin-
from it,
You 'spose that baskets fur dog?"
Il don't 'spose she's goin' to carry
her husband home in it; do you. JIM"
mot without he's 3 folder."
This wit was thrown awxy on their
ex-mate. She stood with her eyes
| fastened upon Mrs. Desbrow's patri-
clan face.
"She's got good face and-she looks
happy"
''She's pleased, I guess, because she's
took prize. guess you and me won't
be so well pleased, jimmy. when we get
| to the store and find we're locked for
| lost time. Good-by, old girl. Make
| our hubby buy You comb and a pair
| OF new shoes"
| The two shop girls laughed and pass
| ed on at quick gait. The girl they
had called Maggie did not vince under
that taunt about her tousled hair. She
did not seem to have heard it. She
was gazing intently at the lady in the
carriage. A look Of resolution came
suddenly into her face.
/ She crossed the street swiftly. stop