Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1904-08-31
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
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christened her "Glitters" at first
sight. She was wearing tremulous
gold earrings fully two inches long,
and they spanked and glittered in
the sunlight as she moved her dark,
feather-crowned head. suppose she
wore hat. but the effect was prin-
cipally feather; also she had some
sort of bead chain round her neck
glass beads-and they flashed and
glittered too.
Her real name was Jane Emily, but
only discovered that later. For the
rest she was fine, splendidly formed
young woman. She might nave passed
for Greek goddess-Juno, or her like
had she not sold flowers at Char
ing Cross and worn brown merino
skirt and loose white blouse, for she
had really good classical features and
o perfectly magnificent bust and
throat.
/ used to buy flowers in those days,
great punches of sweet, strong-smell-
ing stocks, more delicate and frag.
rant pink carnations, masses of pale
pink and deep crimson roses, for Gym
thia loved flowers and I loved Gym
thia.
My first acquaintance with Gilt
ters" had something sensational about
1t. l was nearly the hero of street
fight. A coster belaboring small and
excessively patient donkey had
aroused my wrath, and the same stall
wart gentleman was inviting me to
take of my coat and have 1t out with
him-and itched to do it, too, al
though wore black cloth-when
"Glitters" INTERVIEWED.
She swept out from the crowd of
onlookers, a perfect hurricane in pet.
ticoats. and with black. flashing
tongue told the coster plainly what
she thought of him. Before she had
finished l felt sorry for the man
absolutely sorry. Here was splendid
young woman telling him the most UNI
pleasant facts about himself, and the
crowd being with "Glitters," applaud
ed every point.
With the appearance OF leisurely
policeman ner harangue ceased, and
Is the crowd melted and detected
coster drove a small donkey on, Gilt
tiers" turned to me, flushed with tri-
umph.
THAT'S all right, guv'nor; kin do
WV
you ave flower, sir?"
With this professional cry, Gilt
tiers" returned to her normal occupa-
ton, and, as she skillfully wired q
buttonhole Of lilies of the valley for
me, endeavored to form some idea
of her character. She evidently mis-.
trusted me at first, for when limited
out q wish for better acquaintance
she flushed angrily. and judged me by
my clerical garments METER Of
souls on the Yarpath.
Il amt a-gofh' to none of your mis-
sions-not me-" she cried, with a fine
burst OF temper. You parsons are al
alike with your missions, tryin' tt
make us be'aye like mealy mouthet
humbugs, an l don't want no trucl
with you or your likes"
1t took a few seconds to convince
"Glitters' Of her mistake, and hin
about young lady for whom I shout
need to buy flowers delighted hei
Where's the woman who does not an
ttcipate love story? Before ha
bought a bunch of delightful, fresh
smelling daffodils, "Glitters" wa
smiling archly. and when l turned t
go, carrying my spoils, she proffere
me bunch OF violets as a free-wi
Offering. saying simply, For you
young Idly. sir" The romance to he
mind was concluded.
told Cynthia all about the littl
adventure as she arranged the dafsc
dis IN quaint, high. brown jar, an
she smiled prettily and tucked Gilt
tiers violets into the bosom of he
dress. She was wearing pale mauv
rock remember. and looked de
lightfully pretty, as she always did.
contrasted ner delicate pink an
white loveliness with the flower girl
rudy health and comely strength
both women made in the same mol'
and yet the difference of all the WORT
between them. wondered vaguely
Cynthia would ever repent her prom
Use to marry poor clergyman, an
sigh for the luxury of this west en-
drawing room when queening it in m
east end vicarage in the remote fl
ture.
You do love me, Cynthia, darling?
1 cried, hungrily.
She moved gently toward me, he
SILK skirts rustling, the faint odor {
her fayorite perfume pervading tn
air. When she reached my side sh
Kissed my forehead softly.
Foolish boy" she whispered, don