Grand Forks daily herald. (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1914-1916, 1914-09-10

A bevy of ladies came in and the
gracious salesman turned his atten-
ton to them. They were out of town
people whom Sophie did not know.
One Of them stared at the coat she
was wearing. That's the color I
want" she said.
Mr.. Cohen seemed to be waiting for
the coat and Sophie felt impelled to
remove it. h felt a pang as she saw
it fall into the other woman's hands.
She trembled as she took up her old
serge.
Don't hurry, Miss Peel" said Mr..
Cohen, tenderly. Just look about a
bit"
Sarah. look here! This is the very
coat I want" said the woman from
out of town.
Up agony Sophie clutched Mr.. CO.
hens arm.
1--we decided to TAX it my
why. certainly. Miss Peel" said
Mr.. Cohen. He glanced at the new
customer meaningly.
Just a moment" he murmured.
Here you are, Miss Peel. The young
lady at the counter yer there will
wrap 1t up for you. You may a her.
Good morning"
}, Sophie, mindless of the nutmeg and
sugar, flew home with her parcel I'M
der her arm. She hoped to slip in I'M
seen, but there was Angeline Dimick,
watchful as ever, watering her box
Of g%eraniums on the front porch.
Got your nutmegs in that big bum
die, Sophie?" she gibbed merrily.
t Sophie flushed. mo. I haven't"
II wish you'd come over and let me
: see what you have GOT" persisted
Angelina.
t You'll see what 1t is on Sunday"
retorted Sophie. But I'll tell you this
l much, Angeline, it's something the
( like Of which you can't have"
h went in and slammed the door
: AS if it were in A%ngeline's %astound-
> ed face. Painting as from victory she
laid down the parcel. "old house,
she cried gayly, Give played a mean
trick on YOU: I'm going to wear the
8 new coat this year"
l That afternoon Sophie went to the
corner grocery after the nutmeg and
sugar. AS she came out she saw Miss
; levitt slipping up h opposite walk
, with a large familiar parcel under her
{ arm. She pretended not to see Sophie.
) Later Winslow's delivery van motored
Z up to Mrs. Watts door and left a
similar parcel. Later still Mrs. Dim
5 ick trundied. downtown. Until half
! past six there was a constant patter
; Of feminine footsteps Winslowward.
Sophie heard. observed and smiled in
security.
, 1T know just as wells can be that
: they're all going after coats" she
thought. We'll. let EN-. They won't
, n OF EN- have a coat like mine"
!, she sat next to Miss levitt. IT sup
! pose you got a coat at Winslow's SALE"
she said.
Miss levitt looked pleasantly con-
scious. did your she evaded..
! Sophie laughed. you're answering
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you" h returned.
, Mrs. Frisbie leaned forward. who's
talking coats?" she demanded. II ex-
pected to see a lot of new ones here
today. Where's yours, sophie?"'
Mines at home" replied Sophie,
with proud dignity. II don't veal my
best clothes weekdays"
It seemed to Sophie that Sunday
: never would come. For two. days be-
! fore there was g. great deal Of con-
: Germ expressed regarding the weather
bureau report. Saturday night there
was a perfect parade Of women to the
3 postofiee where the last bulletin was
boarded. Sophie went and met there
Miss levitt and Mrs. Watts. All three
pretended to hav come for some
other purpose than a peep at the
weather report. Miss levitt bought
stamps; Mrs. Watts asked for letters.
II thought maybe I'd hear from Jim
my" h murmured. Sophie inquired
feebly after an imaginary parcel. they
all came u together qauietly, yet
oddly uplifted by the promise OF fair
weather for the morrow. Each UNI
derstood the other. who secretly felt
that h was understood.
It seems absurd that such q COM
new coat to church on Sabbath morn
ing should have kent Sonhie Peal