Evening journal., 1900-03-05
HE1RESS HUNTING


courted. while justine Maynard. who
was my classmato at Madame Pauli-
nis, trims dresses for u living. | de-
serve no credit fer the skillful mnn-
agement Of Uncle Crotchley, whereby
my dollars became eagles. l only wish
she would let me divide with her; but
she has too much Of the naughty May
nard blood in her veins for that I'll
go and see her"
And Ettie Hall ran upstairs into 4
little boudoir to tie on her hat. Just
as she came out the maid brought up
n card on n silver salver.
Ettie's telltale eyes sparkled as she
glanced at the Roman-lettered inscrip-
tion on the one side,
MARKHAM FERNLEY.
And then taking 1t up, perused on the
reverse side the following words:
May / accompany you TO the opera
tonight? Florine has a box and Sal
terelli viii sing. Yours, ever devotedly,
Ettie caught up a sheet of pink note
paper monogrammed in gold and hur-
riedly scribbled upon 1t the one word,
yes"
"Give that to him." she said hurried
ly.
Justine Maynards little room was
no luxuriously appointed nest OF lace
and gold and Administer Bare and
cold and poverty stricken, its cracked
walls and sloping roof gained no glow
from the rosy sunset; and Justine her
self lay on the bed. with hands
pressed to her throbbing forehead
"Only a headache, dear" she said,
essaylng a faint smile. as Ettie Hall
hurried toward her. "That is all. And
/ have been a little worried by the
landlord; he will be back again pres
emily for the money that l shall not
be able to give him. If he would only
wait until tomorrow"
let me pay him. Justine"
II am not a beggar yet Ettie-nay.
do not look hurt. / know how tender
and large-souled you are; but / have
never yet accepted charity. even from
30 dear a friend as you, and | never
will-no, not If die first. Tomorrow
I can take that satin dress home and
receive $40 for making it. That viii
set me MI right. | should have Ie-
turned 1t tonight, but this pain makes
n mere child of me-"
Justine" said she, 1--WE an idea.
I'll take this dress home for yon I'll
get the money and bring it back"
Nonsense, EttieW
"Very good sense, on the contrary"
And Ettie deftly placed it within
sheets Of brown paper wrapping and
tied it up.
"COme. where is It TO go tor
"TO Miss Fernley. in Middleton
square. Oh, Ettie. how shall I ever
repay you for all your kindness"
Ettie was tying a dark brown veil
so closely over her hat that Justine
Maynard never saw the deep dye on
her cheek She was almost sorry she
had offered TO take Florine Fernley's
new dress home For a second her
resolution wavered. and then she re-
! preached herself for even that sec
Ond's indecision.
"I'n be back very soon, dear" she
said. STOPPING to press her cool lips
to Justine's fevered brow. And III
bring the money. too. or / mistake my
own talent at the debt-cOllecting busi-
ness"
She hurried away with the bundle
neatly balanced in her arms and
walked rapidly lest her resolution
should fail her. 1t was not a long
walk. for the Fernleys lived in Mid
dleton square, but a few blocks dis
tant
a smart, blue-ribboned maid came
10 the door.
Eyes, Miss Fernley was at home. "
and with a supa'cillous insolence
which made Elites blood boil. the girl
pointed up dark stairway.
Just up there and you'll find her.
First door TO the left"
J Miss Ettie Hall followed the direc-
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apartment. where draped mirrors aud
! sweet. faint scents betrayed the mani
fold mysteries of a young lady's toll
lette.
whats wanting? Why can't l have
my nap in peaceT querously demand
ed Floriue Fernley's voice. "Oh, 1t is
that everlasting dressmaker. Mark
Mark want ten dollars"
$50 do I-ten thousand" retorted a
familiar voice from the next room.
I "But ] can't have all l want"
You borrowed twenty of me TO hire
that nonsenslcal opera box"
THAT was business, my dear"
"Businessi Nonsense Give me the
money, l say" fretted Florine.
Eyes. business. my girl. Heiress-
hunting is as much business as spec
/ uldllnE Nn " ul titfAf anu tAif AA+l
Henrietta is a fish that won't jump nj
any ordinary bait"
"Hushw cried Florine. sharply, and
then. turning to the soi-disant dress
maker. she said:
1T isn't convenient to pay you to-
day. Call again next week or the week
, after"
Excuse me-" answered Ettie In q
. low but resolute voice; 81 must have
the money now
! "Mustw retorted Miss Fernley rs
she angrily rang the bell. "Mary, show
this person out!'
'I decline 10 leave the dress until
am paid for IT," said Ettie firmly.
"Now, look here. you dressmakei
girl" said the harsh voice cf Mark
ham Fernley, as he advanced from tn,
! inner apartment none of your impu
dence. Leave the dress or I'll send fol
policeman and teach you your pro
per place in short order"
II would not do that Mr.. Fernley,'
said Ettie, who had by this time re
o covered her self-possession complete
". Il am not a 'dressmaking girl bu
intend to collect the money that my
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