Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1907-04-04
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Inc. FoXey, let me go; i've got Iot
to do at home"
"At home!" he echoed. 'Thats at
old Tommy Dexter's"
Eyes"
"Where yer fine gentleman's living.
Oh, know all about it! Don't think
yer can hide anythink from me. Yer
went into the country with him; tried
hard to find out where yer'd gone to-,
but no one could tell me except Tommy
Dexter, and he wouldn't. If l had
found out you'd have seen me there.
When went hopping I looked abou.
for yer, but never caught sight of yer.
And now you've came back fine lady.
Oh, how grand we are Yer never had
such clothes as these on afore. Yer a
regular swell, Make-Bcleve," he said
with bitter emphasis. when are yer
going to set up yer kerridge?'
eyer false, wicked wretch" said
Little Make Believe, with looks of fire.
"I'm not a swell or fine lady; I'm Il
poor girl, and yer ought to be ashamed
of yerself for saying sech things about
me. If | was man l wouldn't be jeal-
Gus of girl who never did me no
harm, because she's been lucky enough
to find some friends who are good to
her, and who, because of their good
ness, has pair of boots to her feet and
a better frock to her back than she
ever had afore! l should say, Good
luck to yer; I'm glad to see yer getting
on But yer're too mean for that! l
never would have believed it of yer,
never! I thought you had a mans
heart in yer. There, let me go, and if
yer don't like my speaking my mind to
as yer like, l don't care a Bit
Il shall never hate yer, MakeBe-
Iieve; l shall love yer as long as live,
whether yer've got silk dress on or
not rag to yer back. Do yer hear me?
I'm going on loving yer every blessed
day of my life, and Yer can't stop me.
! give yer fair warning, Makc-Believe;
don't drive me too hard, or both on usll
i've 10 TepeEl II.
At this point she managed to get
away from him, and from that time till
now she had caught only transient
glance of him once or twice.
1t wanted a week to Christmas, and
the snow was falling.
Thomas DcXtcr's shop was shut, and
he and the Deepdaes, with Little
Make-Believe and Sarannc, were as
the appearance of which would have
surprised even the Oldest resident in
Clare Market, it was furnished with so
much taste.
This was due, not to one, but to all,
the chief contributor being Thomas
Dexter, who had been large buyer at
the public auction of Mr.. Deepda!c's
furniture and treasures.
Many of these had found their way
into Mr.. Deepdale's apartment, and al
though they were no longer his prop
erty, he derived pleasure from see
ing them around him.
1t had grown into custom with
them to find themselves assembled in
Mr.. Deepdale's apartment. during the
winter, four or five nights in every
week, and the pleasant hours they
spent there together had become to be
eagerly anticipated by old and young.
On this night the conversation had
been chiefly sustained by Thomas
Dexter, who related how he had first
Believe and Saranne, and, encouraged
by his auditors, recalled the singular
dream he had had during his illness.
Mr.. Deepdale and Walter had heard
this dream before, but it was quite
new to Little MakeBelieve and
Saranne.
In his description of the birds and
the strange figure who had, as it were,
created them by flinging the farthins
into the air, Thomas Dexter was quite
graphic; and although the narration
placed him in an unfavorable light, he
did not spare himself.
Clhapo, hC Suiti, II w as outuilu-
out the strangest dream man ever
had. 1t was about this time of the
year. l remember the winter well; it
was just such another as the one we
are having now"
Eyes" said Walter, "Christmas is
coming quickly upon us; it will be here
almost before we have time to turn
round"
OF all those who had listened to the
description of the dream, Little Make
Believe was perhaps the most inter
ested. 1t had set her sympathetic ma
ture in glow.
"How l wish I had lot of money!
she said.
ITO give to Saranne, 1 suppose" said
Walter.
"Not at ALL" she replied, "I'd like to
spend little of 1t another way"
"In what way, MakeBelieve?
"Pd make the dream come true.
Not the brds-that couldn't be. But
I'd give a large party, and make lot
of poor little children happy. Christ
mas is the proper time, amt it?"
always is the proper time" said
Mr.. Deepdale, ''but Christmas especial
ly. If we were as well off as we were
once upon time, Wally, our Little
Make Believe should have her wish"
II know should, sir" said Little
Make Believe. "Yer wouldn't want
asking twice."
"It is d great reproach 20 q man.