Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1910-01-27

tnaC humble handm01den was speech
less with astonished and adoring
wonder 81
On the eventful Friday which was
to decide the fate Of the offending
Pillows. Mr.. Bascom, alighting from
the Boston train, was surprised to
find his sister waiting for him on the
platform.
Hello, Hattty!'' he said, holding
out brotherly hand How are
your -,
Very WE'LL! thank you, Sam" re
piled Miss Hatty., II thought you'd
be on that train, so walked down to
meet you. Milly's at the shop +.
Very good of you, I'm sure" said
Sam. heartily, wondering within him
self .. =,
Il thought" Miss Hatty went on,
putting up her little rose-colored> para
sol, and walking beside him demure.
~, Il thought that you might go down
town before coming up to the house,
and I'd better see you first-you
might like to know I've hung the pa
per, SAM"
by Jove, you have!" cried her
brother, stopping short to look at her.
She lifted her eyes to his with a
! dovelike innocence and calm in their
clear depths. 49,. = -
Eyes, I've hung the paper" she re-
peated, gently. 80 you won't, you
won't do anything about the Pillows,
will you, SAM"
why, no, no, of course I sha'n't,
! not if you've hung the paper; I prom
Used you, didn't I? Dan Pillow. little
knows what he owes you, thought"
| he laughed. Its pretty good bar
gain for you all round. seems to me,
| eh, Hatty?" 49,. If,
Then, glancing at the pure outline
Of her cheek as she moved meekly
| beside him in the rosy shadow of the
| parasol, he was smitten with sudden
| remorse and admiration.
you're good woman, Hatty!
| You certainly are!" he said. You
didn't want to give in and put up that
paper, now, did your
NO." confessed Miss Hatty, II
didn't want to- Sam"
Its too bad declare it is! But
| you'll get used to it. I warrant you
| it won't be long before you're actual
ly fond of it. l don't believe you
mind it now as much as you thought
you would, eh?"
She smiled at him, gently.
II think" she admitted, that it
does look better than I thought it
would at first"
'Bravo!" he cried, we'll pleased.
And now 1 must leave you, my dear.
I have some errands to do; but I'll
be up in time for supper, and then
we'll have a look at your gorgeous
ness. Good-by!"
"Good-by" said his sister. delicately
adjusting the rufae on her arm which
his careless touch had disturbed.
Six o'clock; don't be late,a Sam"
He was not late. He came bOunc-
ing merrily into the little shop-very
like the traditional bull among the
china-at quarter before six, to find
both his sister and Milly Davis await
ing him there, the latter in a tremor
of obvious excitement and apprehen-
sion. 81
Halo, Hatty!" he cried Supper
ready? I'm hungry as a hunter. Made
it all right with Pillow, and there's no
telling when l shall see a cent of his
money, thanks to you! Well. let's
have look at the paper; I'm as curl.
Gus as youngster to see it,"
'Yes?" said Miss Hatty, with lit
tie upward infection Of her voice.
She finished drying the coins which
she had just dipped out of the china
bowl, and dropped them into the till;
then she opened the door of the
narlor, and, the others following her.
they all went in together. .I..-
What" said Sam, staring about
him, bewildered. The vague. soft,
brownish coloring of the walls showed
d1mly in the gathering twilight. Il
thought you said you'd hung it, Hat
ty!" En-
$50 I have, SAM" returned his Sis
ter, regarding it with a serene and
gentle gaze. $50 have hung it,
''But-why-there's some mistake,
tfen!" he cried "This isn't the pa
per ordered! That was the liveliest
paper in all Boston. There were
birds on it, and flowers, and" &EL5
20, Mr.. Bascom" cried Milly, wild
~, no longer able to control the
tumult of her feelings. They're all
there-the flowers and the birds and
everything they're there, only you
can't see 'em, because because.
they're on the other side!"
Mr.. Bascom turned a slow, incredu-
lous stare upon his sister. Fl,
"Hatty!" he said, you had that pa
per put up-wrong side out?"
The color in Miss Hatty's transpar'
emit cheek would have shamed the eff
forts of the pink parasol and the SUM
shine combined. *ss
why, yes she said, lifting her
eyes to his face with angelic limo
Icence and candor, Il didn't suppose it
mattered how hung it, SO long as l