The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-02-15
HER PARIS CLOVES.
BY ZOE ANDERSON NORRIS.

2 AA%&@N@@S@<S<% jail' It scares me. It keeps me awake Surely they couldn't. Could they7 Not for the sake of two little pairs of Paris We'll. if the worst comes to the worst offitiais come stroiling up some fine day. asking for me. they won't see me. first. But if they should happen to fAisn bought t tn them. sn Iii say "t they were 3 present from you. And you are so far away. dear. they can't catch you. Can
 Mon dieu! Often I wish I had never sent for those gloves, Doddy. Some times I wake in the night screaming. thinking I am fast in jail and hand cuffed.
 But another thing might have hap pered Maybe you didn't get my letter. What if tho ship went down! They often do. don't they? Especially in mid winter. And my two dollars with 1t! And being iip again. and no diver can reach them. They are all soaked out of shape by now. fin all probability, or devoured by sharks, those omniverous monsters that way of eatables. Isn't that my luck? Silly creature. to send those bank notes across the sea in mid winter!
 If they had Seen gold. they misht ,vs havs abroad and needed the full worth of my money. have been in favor of the gold standard. This experience makes me more than ever in favor of 1t, together with replacing bank notes .nS by ssln coins v mind in regard to those dollars and gloves. Doddy. dear. they'll be the death of me. I'll lose my mind about them yet. I really will.
 in ho nf nf hyY. manity. if for no other reason. write as soon as you receive this, alleviate my distress and obhge, your affectionate
 P. s.-I don't mean for you to smoke up all the two daliars in cigarettes, dear Doddy; but if you have. l hope you saw visions of me in every single wreath of the smoke. Yours,
 New York. March 10th. 1901. :. Doddy D.arest-What has become Of you? Why don't you write? Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten our How we promised to wait for each other? How, when your ship came home. you said you would sail over the seas in 1t after me?
 V hen the train started and I left you standing there on the platform. with your eyes big and sad as sad could be. when had looked at your dear face tears, I walked up and down in the little compartment and cried like a child. You would have been sorry If you could have seen me. I cried so. couldn't see the shining Seine. nor the tall slim popiars walking by. nor the blue skies even. I (h! The turn of the wheels. bearing me further and further away from you! Oh. my heartstrings stretched and stretched till they almost broke!
 And when I saw the big white ship that was to put the sea between Us. I thought my heart would break, poddy. I thought my heart would break. wards Not a little word. Not little line! waited and waited, till I couldn't wait any longer. Even if you had broken your promise and forgotten me. had to write. ! had to write and ease the pain This was how it happened that in vented the excuse of the gloves.
 Never mind the gloves. Doddy. Only wTi5s Yasr to ioyIns, ma: write' wr'te' Celeste.
 4s Rue de Ia Paix. Paris, France.
 March 1oth, 1901. To Maidemoiselle Celeste Ewing. No. 10. Dear Mademoiselle-We have taken the liberty of openins your letter dated December 1st. 1900. in order to obtain your address. In 1t we found the sum of s2. inserted for the purchasing of two pairs of Paris gloves.
 We have taken 1t upon ourselves to buy the gloves. which we sincerely hope will reach you, folded away in an old Paris newspa per. as per request.
 Trusting that they will be of the cor rect size and color, we beg to sign our
 Austin & Rawlson.
 P. S.-Under separate cover we return, also. two other letters. The young man. William Dodsworth. to whom they were addressed. died in the early fall of ty- phoid fever.
 Sincerely. A. X R. KETURA ALLEN" by Frank Fl. Sweet.