Gilpin observer., 1912-08-08


Will only net enough to pay those
things, not cent over. even IL l get
twenty cents for them. and nkely's not
they won't fetch more than eighteen
cents a dozen" Mandy stared at the
list before her. but the items remained
fixed, not one vanished under her Sc
we're scrutiny. well. take it, take 1t
all-you old figures you!" then turn.
ing the card she began writing on the
other end of it. Things l want:
want a new dimity dress with pink
rose buds in It. @D- 416
i want big ribbon for my hair.
if want pair OF stockings. absolute
iy Whole. 5ome.I OH 20 r1--.-i
A pair of pumps with high heels.
j piece of chiffon to fix my old hat
want Jim Patterson to come back
- She wrote furiously. punctuating
each item with a decisive period at the
end. indulging herself just once In her
bare life the luxury Of mute express
sion. She paused after re-reading.
flushed to the heavy waves of her dark
hair. gave the cardboard a vicious twist
which rent it in two and flung il. aside.
crushed the remaining egg filters into
the untitled space of the crate. gath
cred up her baskets and rushed down
eellarc- She came tup with apan OF
potatoes. which she proceeded. to make
ready. for dinner, So busy was, she
With her thoughts of the last item on
her list. that she forgot everything
else: lost in the remembrance of her
simple happy life, before1her father
had died and lin Patterson had gone
away. Jim had come to see her as
naturally as the morning sun. shone
into the kitchen window. but-well.
Jim had gone to the city to advance
his fortunes. Jim hat" written. but
his letters were not & Bit like Jim.
anJa finally she had stopped answer
to1 care. but because she! cared too
much and felt too proud to continue
what, seemed to. her. to be a one-sided
correspondence Mandy's face flush
ed. an she peeled the potatoes fierce
~. .nu4g them into. thsiE ripsipg with
splash that splattered the water over
her face and op[ to the clean floor
beside her. = LIZ .'3t Il III
"WeIl for the, -mercy.s- sake. Mandy
Harrison!" chided a voice from the
doorway. What, spite you got against
those potatoes? The way you're puns
ishing them. one would think you'd a
Mortal grudge against them!" Good.
fat Mrs. Norris rolled into the ktch.
en-. drew a chair ,near the egg crate.
sat down and lifted her basket to her
ample lap, ..o.r. +s.-.s .t.,r II
1--WE just got fit Of the tantrum
eruncs.c- Mandy lexulained gluoidlyg- &,
You've been crying, Mrs. Morris
accused aghast. FOR she fad meyer
seeh the brave ShiSh.spiriyeff s1iaIdy
crys v-yop'ye- pevet .madN a. ftss
abous Anythihg'ssssF - ! l. Il
I'm not cryrng-it's Just the water
splashet into. my faceS. Mandy retort-
edGpfungfng the potatoss into the Aet:
tie Of boiling water with a dash 4
Mrs. Morris. noting the sursing col.
or I'M the girl 81 lSheeksyrys hifted' her
gaze to, the basket she held. saying
gently. -i'm wondering Mandy ~ it
lsnt about time youalr!bershippihs a
crate Of eggs. I've . few here DIDN'T
know what to do. with. 'nless yoSi'll
LET me tuck them into your box IRE.
Yo,i can help ME With my new drs sss.
Mandy)" "hrEd shj U9iiH nsdr | A.
III help y9p, with atyYpr ddress,"
Mandy responded warmly. s'but' you
Just trade Your esesl ont for sfoce NJ es.
| ship mine because > just Aape, to
have the money r. pay; my install
III never get anything moro Chat
way-though It has been uwfui- spod
of the trades. people TO let me pay, by
littlesa but there's never cent, ahead
---never!"5o no ssas Gov fItt flty ~
There will be- Mrs. Morris as.
sured comfortably Nov I'm iotoo
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