Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-10-04
Cafl1illa'S
 Bargain.
By JEANETTE WILSON.
Copyrighted, 1907, by Jessie Morgan.

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 "Poring over those advertisement still, daughter? Aren't you afraid o letting your economy run into extrav aganceT "Why, daddy. I never bought any thing
 j"Oh, Camillaw reproved MT. Shel don, casting an amused glance abou the dining room.
 Anything that wasn't a bargain, continued Camilla, unabashed. "Ant 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 a samovar, dear?
 "Why, daddy, you know! It's sort of tea urn. They use them in Russia. I think I'll look 1t up this afternoon. You won't mind, will you?"
 "Oh, no-no, indeedw conceded MT. 1 Sheldon. Somehow he never could op- pose Camilla. Anything I can do for you this morning, dear?' he asked, as usual, on rising from the breakfast table.
 Camilla smiled in her most captivat. ing manner.
 "Well, if I might have just a little money,S she urged.
 "Oh, yes, of course. Well, here's $15. That ought to buy an old copper tea urn, oughtn't it?'' Camilla gave him hug of gratitude.
 Don't forget that Robert Demarest Is coming home to dinner with me to- night, dear"
 That old bachelor" sniffed Camilla.
 "The very one," answered her fa- ther.
 Late that afternoon, arrayed ill 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 wo- mans voice called from the basement: "R-run up to tn fr-ront dhure, Pat There's lady waitin'."
 q came in answer to this," an nounced Camilla, holding out a tiny newspaper clipping. "Is the gentle man at home" Not till this evenin', miss," replied the genial blue overalled Pat. twill ye call ag'in later?"
 "Oh, mo-" gasped Camilla. q don't want to see him at all. just wanted to be sure he was out. Will you show me the things?'
 "Shur-re, miss. Come r-right along. Up wan flight, miss."
 Once inside the long, spacious studio Camilla gave little cry of delight.
 "Oh, isn't this lovelyw she exclaimed. May look around little?"
 "Take VT 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.
 "Th' wife," he replied glibly.
 LII WIG. CCuDtu "hsg I thought the owner was a bachelorT Pat slapped his knee and then put a restraining hand over his mouth.
 Excuse me, miss, twas me own wife was m'anin'."
 "0h," said Camilla, "L sec"
 "Yes, tn ould woman's very fond of i'm. Takes care iv i'm like baby" Camilla. doubtful as to whether 1t was the grave image or the bachelor that claimed ''the wife's" solicitude, hastened to change the subject
 T must be hurrying." she announced. Where is the samovar that was ad vertised? That's what came special ly to see"
 ''The copper taypot? I'll fetch it 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.
 "Oh, what beautyw she exclaimed. How much does he want for itY' "wlI, he mIntioned quite a high pr-rice fer it this marnin', but I r-ree- kon he'd let you ave it at yer own fgger"
 Would he sell it for S15. do you think?' ''Shure. an be a lucky mon at that Where will ye have it sintT'
 While Camilla was hunting in her purse for a card a click fin the lock of ;he outside door made her jump. The bachelor. What should she dOI ''Shur-re. sir-r." said Pat. ~ye're home airiy tonight. Heres a lady customer. I've been sellin' her tn simoyer." sHd with that the sly one slid out of the