The Huttig news., 1908-07-18

knew that the crooked leg would be condoned if Alvin had a hyphenated : name or long purse.
 Come on down to my room" Sally B. said presently; T want to show you my clo'es. Oh that's my church, St. Andrews" She stopped on the stair and pointed out an iyy-hung building of unmistakable Episcopalian archi- lecture.
 So you go to church?n ?n There was surprise in Esther's tone.
 "Reg'la as eatin' .
 "It seems odd someway." Esther looked speculatively at Sally B.
 Course. l want raised to it-been miles from churches all my life. But it's the proper caper. an go the hull thing you know
 Esther asked Sally B. how she liked her fellow psrishioners.
 '"Tain't no matter how I like them What I've started to do is to make them like me. But it's no go. They'll take to Vi, an to my money; but they'll never swaller me-
 How do you know?'
 "Oh they eat my dinners: say they're splendifieent. An they invite me to their'n But most gene'ally it's Bill an Vi an me a-playin lone hand fur visitors. Or if they's other folks, they wink an tech-touch one another when I talk. They think l don't size em up; but I ain't d durn fool all the do Ter"
 Bleed you?"
 You bet, They think they do it lick, an ! don't let on, but just give, i've, to all kinds of missioners, an III kinds of poor boxes, till I wonder low much they pay the man that in. yents so many ways"
 'I can imagine how generous you are" Esther said approvingly.
 There's one piece of work they let me run my own way, an I like it; that's looking after the poor. Some way, I can understand them folks: ell whether it's grub or a boost O. the sperit they need most I spose we're right smart happier with folks that leeds us. That's why I ain't-well, lot exactly hilarious with the big 5ugs; they don't need nothin I got. except my daughter"
 Esther sighed. Did any one in all the world need her? How does Mir Bernard like the new homer" she asked, stepping across the room for another view of the beautiful grounds.
 @Oh like me. bang up. Yet what you're raised to don't git out of the blood in minute An I know Bill dreams at night of the mountains an the mines. cause he hollers out in his sleep about 'em. :"
 She was busy bringing from hook and shelf and drawer a billowy flood of heterogeneous finery. Her tongue voiced a new mood; and Esther. not without sympathy for the big bugs, recognized Sally Bs company man. 1 ner.
 This here Is made by Worth ot l Paree. 1 hope it will be worth as much to me as it was to him. Ain l it orfay? And here's one that's just magnif, 1 brought them all over my self-wore em all first to save duty My But maybe you think t want no job to flop around a hotel parlor in a new dress four times a dayl Whew It makes me sweat now to think of iti Aint that red just
 Regal" Esther finished. as Sally B., for wonder, paused for a word
 Like it?" Sally B. displayed with pride the scarlet satin robe, spangled from hem to throat. and finished with costly gold lace. That's my own design, an my favorite of all I got. Worth told me never to tell it was his make. Wouldn't put his tag on it. Didn't want to steal my thunder, s'pose. Clever of him, want it? Say! With my diamonds-they're in the bank or I'd show 'em to you-I look"
 We've used the only word, Mrs. Sally-regal Esther laughed, think ing of her at fancy dress ball as the Queen of Sheba.
 "Oh, what a pretty thing this isl" she said, lifting pale gray gown from the flmy heap.
 Yes, l s'pose the toot onsembel of that's good. But them pale colors don't fit me; an the work on that won't stand the eyes of con nishoner.
 "I suppose Mir Bernard has lot of things, too" Esther said as soon as she could control her face.
 You bet Only mems things ain't interestin' like women's. I wish men wore lace an things. like they did when that picture was took" She glanced up at an exquisite engraving of scene at the court of Louis XIV.
 "I presume MT. Bernard would rather wear the dress of 1869"
 Yes An I'd rather he would. His manners don't somehow fit what he's got now. I never noticed that Bill was short on manners when he was wearin & blue shirt. an punchin' mules, or huntin' a lead. But in this fine house. him :. pushin' victuals with a silver knife. an eatin soup audible, while people sets round an tries not to laugh; an the flowers and the pic