The daily Alaskan., 1909-08-31

l In. l found note from him asking if this sort of thing would be of any use and saying that If we warted anything more Jenkins could get 1t for me"
 Pursued by our grateful thanks, Mrs. Denzil drove oI In her usual whlrl. wind. She promised to come to Our sale next day and especially begged to be allowed to act as RuctlOneer for Gray's things.
 Mother and I returned to the exam nation of the bundle. Actually, two of his pipes" she said. HOW very good of hiTn," r7
 "I said nothing. for just St that mo ment I had caught sight of something which gave me a sharp stab of pain. Many years ago. when John Gray first went to college, had worked It's col. ors on tobacco pouch. There had been something more than mere kindli. ness in our farewell on that occasion. He surely need not have sent the pouch Co a rummage sale. -t-- .s
 The sale came or the next day. In the midst of little argument with S stout woman as to the value of red flannel dressing sack mother said to me:
 "Clare, both of the Whites have come. That is rather nice of them. They have brought another girl with them" 7z.- |
 I looked up and smiled at the three. Just then, to my surprise. the daughter Of our bank president appeared, fol. lowed closely by a fSlrty representa- tive gathering of the young ladies of the nelghborhood.
 There must be some mistake" l thought. 'They must think there is an entertainment to follow"
 Just then heard Mrs. Denzil's voice.
 Here anu" she said, fin plenty of tlme. Hurry up, girls; the auction is going to begin. Can have chair put on that tableg Thanks. The handle of my riding whip will 'be the shsmmer." And. flnging herself with rapture into the part, she began the auction.
 The buyers were as wax in her hands.
 Look at these ties" she said in tones of ardent admlration- college colors, club colors, rainbow colors. Girls, you will never forgive your selves If you let such a chance as this slip. Six ties, all worn-well worn. Did hear you say quarter. MIss SmithI Oh, hope noti 1ycould not listen to such an offer from you. Elf ty cents. Linda. That is better. but not good enough" In the end she ex. tracted an otfer of Sl.50 from the bank presidents daughter. Never once did she mention the name of the donor of the effects, and the ladies ga1ed in rfi. disguised amSzement at each others frantic bids. "7 s7
 This pair of boots" Mrs. DenEil pursued, "wRs worn in the Phrlp- pines"
 This was entirely untrue, but the spirited bidding ensued, and another. girl became their proud possessor at the extravagant price of S2o0.
 At last, to my mingled relief and rage, the little tobacco pouch vas held aloft in Mrs, Deuzifs grasp. iihad de- cided to buy back again my despised; gift if only for the pleasure of seeing It burned.
 "A tobacco pouch--look" said the gay voice. What memories may sur round itr'
 .'Twenty.ave," sQueaked Linda White. -.'' e..
 Fifty" growled.
 Mrs Denzil nearly dropped the pouch In amazement at my Intervention. E
 "one dollar" from the oldest Miss Smyth-
 "one twenty-five" sad, my cheeks burning. Through the hush could hear mothers surprised voice:
 Glare, my dear" !,
 How long that horrible auction last ed do not know. Tony know that at last, at t,le cost of $S 'whlch1 cSaIdin spare, the horrid little pouch became once more my ownrproperty. The rest of the scene is a dream Go me -.7
 When all the lots were disposed of all the girls quietly withdrew. each eying her neighbor-with stern distrust
 Mrs. Denzil sat down and laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks Do you know how iid ity' she ask ed. q told each Of them-an the strict est coniidesee-that some trfties be- longing to John Gray were going to be sold. They thought they would ptck up some little souvenir cheaply. but and she carefully weighed a purse in her hands-eI don't think they did, ex. actly."
 turned toward The big fireplace. l would get i'd of that pouch at once.
 The door flew open, and John Cray burst in. "oh, 1say, Mrs penEil; l came rushing down to see whether by