The Press., 1907-11-20
Can1iIIa'S
 Bargain.
By JEANETTE WILSON.

"Poring over those advertisements still, daughter? Aren't you afraid of letting your economy run into extrav- agance"
 "Why, daddy. never bought any thing
 "Oh, Camillav' reproved MT. Shel- don, casting an amused glance about the dining room.
 Anything that wasn't a bargain, continued Camilla, unabashed. And the very thing we needed-those de canters and the old fashioned plates and the brass candlesticks and the electrolier and"-
 "Yes. yes," admitted her father has, tily. "We certainly couldn't get along without them" The twinkle in his eyes escaped Camilla. But what have you found so remarkable this morn ing"
 "A samovar, daddy. And so cheap! Here 'tis! Listen! Bargains-Cheap for cash. On account of moving entire contents of bachelors studiO-oriental rugs, leather easy chairs, Japanese screen, antique copper samovar, etc. Inquire of janitor.' There, now, what do you think of that?"
 "Just what Is q samOvaF, dear2"
 "Why, daddy. you know! It's sort of tea urn. They use them in Russia. i I think I'll look 1t up this afternoon. You won't mind. will you?"
 "Oh, no-no. indeedr' conceded MT. Sheldon. Somehow he never could op- pose Camilla. "Anything ] can do for you this morning. dearT" he asked. as usual, on rising from the breakfast table.
 Camilla smiled in her most captivat- ing manner.
 "Well, if I might have just little money" she urged.
 "Oh, yes, of course. We'll, here's g15. That ought to buy an old copper tea urn, oughtn't itf' Camilla gave him a hug of gratitude.
 Don't forget that Robert Demarest is coming home to dinner with me to- night. dear"
 "Rhat old bachelOr?" sniffed Camilla.
 "The very one." answered heP fla ther.
 Late that afternoon, arrayed in sum- mery whiteness, Camilla started on the quest of the samovar. She had meant to take Sarah with her. as she had promised her father she always would on such expeditions. But Sarah, in the midst of dinner preparations. refused to budge.
 In response to Camilla's energetic ring at the address specified a wo- mans voice called from the basement: "R-rup up to tn fr-ront dhure. Pat There's lady waitiq'."
 T came in answer to this," an nounced Camilla, holding gut tiny newspaper clipping. ''Is the gentle man at home%
 "Not till this evenin', miss," replied the genial blue overalled Pat. "Will ye call ag'in later?'
 "Oh, no;'' gasped Camilla. ''I don't to be sure he was out. Will you show me the things9"
 "Shur-re, miss. Come V-right along. Up wan flight. miss"
 Once inside the long, spacious studio Camilla gave a little cry of delight.
 "Oh, isn't this lovelyw she exclaimed. May look around little?"
 "rake VT time, miss He'd say tn same himsilf, mIss.''
 Such wealth of soft, rich rugs, such rows and rows of exquisitely bound books, such beautiful pictures. and finally. keeping guard oyer the fire place, such a queer fat little ivory gQdl
 Camilla laughed aloud at bis funny wrinkled face.
 "Who tied this green ribbon round his neck?'' she asked, turning suddenly to Pat.
 9Th wife," he replied glibly.
 "Th' wife"' echoed Camilla. "Why, I thought the owner was a bachelorY
 Pat slapped his knee and then put restraining hand over his mouth.
 Excuse me, miss. twas me own wife was m'anin'."
 "Oh," said Camilla, "I see."
 "Yes, ths o1ld woman's very fond of i'm. Takes, care iy i'm like baby"
 Camilla, doubtful as to whether il was the grave image or the bachelor LudL C1dIuGu IuC Wuc SO1ANllu0C' hastened to change the subject.
 'I must be hurrying." she announced. Where Is the samoyar that was ad vertised? That's what l came special ly to sec"
 "The copper taypot2 I'll fetch it fer ye."
 Pat brought 1t forth from corner and placed it in all its shining glory on the large center table for Camilla's inspection.
 "Oh, what q beauty! she exclaimed How much does he want for itf''
 "Will, he mintiOned quite | high pr-rice fer 1t this marnin'. but l r-rec- kon he'd let you lave it at yer own figger." -
 'Would he sell it for $15. do you think?"
 ''Shure. an be a lucky mon at that. Where will ye have it sintY''
 While Camilla was hunting in her purse for card click in the lock of the outside door made her jump. The bachelor! What should she do?
 ''Shur-re. sir-r." said Pat. we're home airly tonight. Here's a lady customer. I've been selnn' her tn simover." and with that the sly one slid out of the door. closing It firmly behind him.
 "Pat showed you how the samovar works. ] suppose?" asked the bachelor eourteously. He wasn't at all sure that he knew himseif. but he must nnd some excuse for detaIning thA radiant apparition moment. "Yes, no! mean. 1 mustn't stay any longer" stammered Camilla.
 "Pat's 8 doltv' sputtered the bach eioF. "I told him if he sold the samO var to be sure to tell the purchaser how to use 1t. TH"-
 'Oh, don't scOld him, please" inter rupted Camilla. He's really very nice He was awfuIly kind about the samo var. He said you wanted quite high price for 1t. but he let me have 1t fn G1S olI rin