The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-08-22
THE EVENING STORY
CaIniIIa's Bargain.
(By jeanette Wilson. )

(By Jeanette WILSON,
Porting over those advertisements
still, daughter? Aren't you afraid of
letting your economy run into extrava-
gance %
why daddy 1never bought any
thing
"Oh, Camilla" reproved Mr.. Shell
don, casting an amused glance about
the dining room.
Anything that wasn't a bargain
continued Camilla. unabashed. land
the very thing we needed-those de-
canters and the old-fashioned plates
ana the brass candlesticks and the
Yes, yes admitted her father.
hastily. I'VE certainly couldn't get
along without them" The twinkle in
MS eyes escaped Camilla. But what
have you found SO remarkable this
morning?"
"a samovar. daddy. And so cheapl
Here it's! Listen! Bargains--Cheap
for cash. On account of moving, en-
tire contents of bachelors studio: ORR
entail rugs, leather easy chairs, Japa-
etc. Inquire of janitor.' There, now,
what do you think of that?
Just what is a samovar, dear?"
why, daddy, you know it's a sort
Of tea urn. They use them In Rus-
STA. I think I'll look it up this after
noon. You won't mind, will you %
ooh, no--no, indeed conceded Mr..
Sheldon. Somehow he never could OPP
pose Camilla. Anything can do for
you this morning, dear?" he asked, as
usual, on rising from the breakfast
table.
Camilla smiled in her most captivat-
''well. if 1 might have just a little
money" she urged
"Oh, yes, of course. Well, here's
SIS That ought to buy an old copper
tea urn, oughtn't 1t
Camilla gave him a hug of gratitude.
Don't forget that Robert Demarest
is coming home to dinner with me
tonight, dear"
That old bachelor" shifted Ca
milla-
"The very one" answered her
father.
Late that afternoon. arrayed in
whiteness, Camilla started
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 bulge.
In response to Camilla's energetic
ring at the address specified, a wo-
mans voice called from the basement,
''R-run up to tn front dhure, Pat.
there's a lady waitin'.'
ST came in answer to this" am
newspaper clipping. us the gentle
man at homer"
Not till this evenin'. miss replied
the genial blue-overalled Pat. will
We call agin later?"
ooh, no." gasped Camilla. 81 don't
want to see him at all. 1 just wanted
to be sure he was out. VIII you show
me the things?"
"Sur-re, miss. Come Fright along.
Up wan flight, miss"
80 to
Camilla gave a little cry of delight.
"Oh, isn't this lovely?" she ex-
claimed. MAY I look around a lit
tie ?"
take y'r time, miss. He'd say tn
same himsilf, miss"
Such a wealth of soft, rich rugs, such
rows and rows of exquisitely bound
books. such beautiful pictures, and
finally keeping guard over the fire
place, such a queer fat little ivory
god!
Camilla laughed aloud at his funny
wrinkled face.
'.who tied this green ribbon round
his neck?" she asked, turning suddenly
to Pat.
9TH wife," he replied glibly.
9TH wifei" echoed Camilla. why,
I thought the owner was bachelor ?"
Pat slapped his knee and then put
a restraining hand over his mouth.
Excuse me, miss, twas me own
wife 1 was m'anin'.'
"Oh," said Camilla, ''I see."
Eyes. tn ould woman's very fond of
i'm. Takes care iv i'm like a baby"
Camilla. doubtful as to whether it
was the craven image or the bachelor
that claimed 1.-THE wife's" solicitude,
FASTENED to change the subject.
ST must be hurrying," she an
nounced. where is the samovar that
was advertised? That's what I came
specially to see"
q fakA
fer ye."
Pat brought it forth from a corner
and placed it in all its shining glory
on the large center table for Camilla's
inspection.
will, he mintioned quite a high
price fer It this marnin', but
he'd let you ave it at yer
own fgger."
think?''
"Shure, an be a lucky mon at that.
Where will ye have it sint?'
While Camilla was hunting in her
purse for card. click in the lock of
the outside door made her jump. The
"shur-re, sir-r,' said Pat, Eyer
nome airl tonight. Here's a lady
customer. I've been sellin' her tn sim
over" and with that the sly one slid
out of the door, closing 1t firmly be-
hind him.
"Pat showed you how the samovar
works, I suppose?" asked the bache-
or, courteously. He wasn't at all sure
that he knew himself but he must
find some excuse for OBTAINING this
"a diant apparition a moment.
Eyes, no! I mean, mustn't stay any
longer" stammered Camilla.
'iPat's a dolt!" sputtered the bache-
or "I told him If he sold the. samo-
var to be sure to tell the purchaser
how to use It. I'll"
"Oh. don't scold him. please" inter-