The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1912-10-15
By NINA WILCOX PUTNAM
Copyright by BObbo-Merrill Coz

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. There were shining mirrors within
and polished woods, with a fine bar
all arrayed with glasses and bottles in
r decorative and tempting array. Here
, was a group Of men in a post-mldnight
mood, hilarious and ready to part with
small change. Sam made Mr.. Jones
dance for them, turn somersaults, sit
In an armchair and hold a pipe be.
tween his teeth, kiss him, be dead, and
perform many other intellectual feats
beyond the common requirement of
bears. The fruit Of this effort vas
only sixty-one cents.
Then Sam strolled away, ever
toward the river, in a northerly dlrec.
ton that would ultimately lead toward
the open country. And all the while
IRIS nlled his heart and mind. as, in.
deed, she had done almost every no
ment ince his angry parting from her.
II came to pass. that, being occupied
with the thought Of a r~ed.haired girl,
such as bore locks of a similar color
arrested his eye more frequently and
with a more personal interest than did
any other type; and so IL followed in
u natural sequence, that when he
caught sight of n Titan head (elab.
orately pulled, and curled, to be sure
and quite unlike Iris cleaning braids)
behind the confusion of feminine ar
tlcles OF apparel In the window of a
tiny notion shop, he fancied a resem.
blance, and stopped to stare. And
equally inevitable was It that she
should feel that stare through the win.
dow glass and over the mass of articles
therein displayed, as people have a
way of feeling a stare; and looking up,
she smiled upon the handsome gentle.
man whose gaze was riveted upon her.
She was no more like unto Iris than
the cinnamon.pink to the ascension
lily; nor vas she at all pretty. But
Sam obeyed a sudden impulse and en-.
tered the tiny shop, followed by Mr..
Jones.
Together they stood before the little
counter upon which were piled coarse
stockings, underwear with cheap lace
trimming. unsubstantial neckwear,
boxes OF %ruching, Bingham aprons and
%bandannas. She stood there, saying
nothing, but smiling. What should he
ask for? 1t was awkward. decidedly.
Yet here he was, and somehow or
other the situation must be managed.
Very vaguely he uttered what seemed
to him an inanlty.
II would like some buttonholes."
he stammered, and then blushed furi.
ously at having said such nonsense.
But the young lady seemed in no.
wise disconnected by the extraordinary
request.
white or black?" she inquired
calmly.
"Eh?" said Hill incredulously.
Il said, did you wish white or black
b~uttonhOles? ?" she smiled.
"But-but, great Scott! You don't
to say you actually have EN- ?"
gasped Sam.
"Of course. This is a notion shop;
didn't you read the sign?"
Notion shop! | should say It was!
How the deuce can a hole have a
color? Is that one of the ~notions?"
said he.
81 thought you didn't really want
said the girl, but we do keep
em-embroidered on strips, you know.
Of black or white stuf-and you sew
EN- I'M" f..
Obi" said the enlightened male.
would you really not mind If | don't
have any, though? | don't really need
them. You see. you smiled, SO
lust :"
80 | guessed" said the girl, but 1t
lint any use. I'm engaged"
"Ah!" said Hill, suddenly relieved Of
he absurd situation which he had
upon himself. Then he added
calamity: you don't expect me to be
surprised, do you? He is such a very
lucky fellow!"
He is a rover" she said plaintively.
"A what?" queried Hill politely. 4
"A wanderer on the face of the
she %elucidated. "He is In the
unch-wagon business, and not havin'
regular stand, 1t takes him to dis.
ant parts a lot. You seem to be the
ort that travels, too" she added, you
n the bear. Amt he the cute little
Hill gave a huge sigh, and looked at
er sentimentally.
Il wish you would say as much to
he told her sweetly. and then felt
lmost as much of an ass as he looked.
But the lady spurned him with the
ir Of a tragedy queen.
you shouldn't ought to say such n
lings," said she loftily. mo matter
hat chances offer, | am ave- true to
lr. L%oveioy." m
"Mr. Lovejoy takes a great risk in st
eing away so much" he added; Some 70
ay he will return to find that you al
ave been stolen, kidnapped, Miss, su
Iiss :" te
Call me Lola" said she; my name ri
Lizzy Hinkle, but | like Lola La pa
arge better. | read 1t in a book"
Miss La Fargo, you are a wonder" RI
nd Hill sincerely. when is the CO
lunch-wagoner going to marry We
tn
"Soon's he can get the money" she
to him. pa
"And shall you join him in his row af
& life, when that happy day arrives?" blu
iked Hill. DO
"Yes!" she sighed. ut must be ph
vely to travel. | got this from him, tut
cent. You SO it's posted clear over 10,