The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-05-26
Our Daily Sport Story

thoughts that hurt. When she came back again Lindy had her hands clasp ed and was. crying with deep beseech- ing:
 oh. my clothes are so awful! haven't got a thing that's fit to be seen! He ain't never seen me dressed up yet. Oh, Miss Marg'ret, If you only would"
 If I only would what?" asked Miss Margaret with a start.
 If you'd only let me fix up-in one of your dresses-jes' for this ono even ing" pleaded Llndy. with 8 sudden dew of longing in her pretty eyes. I'd like for him to see-how I could look-if I only had a chance"
 There was piteous application in Lindy's voice. For a moment Miss Mar garet lay still, looking at her, and through her at something beyond. She was thinking with dull ache at her heart, how pretty the country girl was, and what a safe little nook Heaven had given her to be happy in, and how little happy she was. struggling to get away-just as other people did in oth- CT hooks. After d little she rose up, with a weary laugh.
 'T brought only one of my pretty gowns with me-" she said. People don't need such things in the country but I brought it beeause-welI, be- cause of what happened once when I had it on, But now 1 am going to give 1t to you. so that I may never think of 1t again. Come on-we will have you in brave array By the time the conquering hero comes-we will make little blue butterfly of you, so that he can see how pretty you are"
 TL a,,t q gasped in front of the mirror in Miss Margaret's room. The round arms were bare and the white neck rose like lily stem from amid the floating, filmy, shimmering blue. Miss Margaret had taken the boHny brown locks out of their stiff plalt and had coiled and puffed them at the top of the dear-like head and now she stood back, amaz- ed at her own handiwork
 "Oh-ain't it pretty" cried Lindy in a low tone that was almost a sob. She had asked it of the image in the glass. She had forgotten that Miss Margaret was there. She had forgotten that Miss Margaret had ever been.
 In a moment she heard Dave's voice, in the kitchen, and stole softly out. willing to let him see what a creature of light and air she really was-how far removed from his homely life. Her mother had gone into the dining room and was making a great clattering there with the dishes. Dave started up from his chair and looked at her with a strained, frightened look on his face.
 What you got on all that borrowed hnery fur?" he demanded in a tone that he had never used to her.
 Tt isn't borrowed, Mir. Lorry-it's mine-its been give to me!' she re- torted. tilting up-her indignant little chin and sailing around him haughti- ly.
 You look-I don't know how you look with such things onr' he said. almost with a groan. Were all plain workin people, Lindy. Take 'em off!- please take 'em off-you don't know what things it makes me think of-do take 'em off, Lindyw
 I'd like to know what you've got to 10 with it." said the butterfly out of he midst of the blue cloud, drowning | 1t him. and yet laughing, too, because she knew she was so pretty. and be- | ,ause another man was coming in a | title while and he would see how pret- y she was.
 Even while she huttered around the | room. she heard them coming-the | sound of wheels and her fathers loud, | ovial tones. He would come in through | he kitchen. Not now-she could not | zee him at once-and the butterfly fled | wildly through the house and out into |