New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07


Self after hours. We Gloss late Sat.
urday night. Miss Claire. Would 1t be
satisfactory to have the hat delivered
special Sunday morning." The val
ued customer bowed.
Before 8 O'clock she insisted. II
shall depend upon you" Briskly ma
dame turned away, while Peggy, with
cheeks burning deeper than the pinkest
plume. laid OBTAINING hand on the
young clerks arm. Apprehensively the
girl wheeled about.
Your hat Is not ready, Miss May"
she sighed. but you will have it by
Sunday"
IL don't want it for Sunday" Peg
gy burst out. That is what wished
to tell you. Miss Claire's hat may be
trimmed in my time here before you
leave the store. You understand"
For moment the girls eyes met
hers, oddly shining. ''Yes, l think l
understand" she replied. Then with
little shaky laugh Peggy took the old
hat up again. Il will have to do some
thing to this" she explained. 1T is
necessary to remove the soiled plume"
Still with that softened look upon her
face. the red haired girl held out
bunch of realistic violets, fastening
them with deft fingers against the gray
felt brim.
1t was with an apologize feeling
akin to madame's that Peggy ap-
preached her tiny home. Mother would
be desperately disappointed
Not ready? ?" she cried in dismay as
Peggy opened the door. The girl slow
ly removed her newly decorated mil
linery. gazing at it in open disapprov-
al; then with sudden Transforming
smile Peggy cast the hat from her.
Let us hope it may rain on Sun
day." she said.
But there was no rain. Indeed, the
spring month seemed to have borrow
ell day from the coming summer.
and Peggy stood on the porch steps
and sighed. That provoking old sun
is bound to reveal all my shabbiness,"
she told her mother, and her eyes
widened at the unaccustomed appear
ance of special messenger.
1.-The box cannot be for me-" she re-
iterated. but the boy repeated the adj
dress. Miss Peggy May, IL Poplar
street." he read convincingly. And in it's
bed of green tissue nestled bunch of
fragrant violets. matching exactly the
false ones of her hat. With trembling,
joyous fingers Peggy pinned them close
against the lapel Of her faded coat.
"Oh, who could have done such love-
Iy thing?" she cried.
Her heart was atune with the morn
ing as she walked down the long
church aisle. and when she had seated
herself Peggy's eager eyes sought out
the face of Lillian Claire. Yes. the
Easter hat in all it's glory rested upon
Lillian's blond head. but no weary,
white faced girl had passed the night
hours in it's trimming. Peggy breathed
sigh of content while the softened
light Of colored window fell upon
the upturned face beneath the knot Of
vi0lets. ..aes .>
A broad shouldered man in a long
neglected family pew thought it the
very sweetest face that he had ever
seen, but Peggy. meeting the stead
fast gaze of earnest brown eyes. failed
to find therein resemblance to a GER
tain pair of merry eyes which had
Knocked at her print pinafores. After
service she fingered moment. look
ing back like some small pariah at the
''hill'' young people assembled about
the returned celebrity. But her fleet
ing resentment vanished as she came
out again into the sunshine. Up from
the common came the SOU eds and
scents of spring. and as Peggy hurried
on quick step sounded behind her.
Pardon called mans pleasant
voice; have you forgotten an old play
fellow. oh. Miss Peggy May?"
Gravely Peggy extended her hand.
Il should have forgotten" she answer
ed frankly. ''had we not heard 50
much of your coming. wonder, Mr..
Clark, that you remember my name"
The man laughed. 81 will be as
honest as you," he replied. Il might
have forgotten the name had l not
heard it repeated few days ago in a
millinery store" Impulsively he touch
ed the violets on her breast 81 sent
you these" he said abruptly. "hoping
you would pardon the liberty of an old
friend"
II am afraid" answered Peggy
slowly. that l do not understand"
May l walk with you down the
hill?' he asked with becoming humil-
ity. and side by side they fell into
step. II have been wanting to know
you he went on. lever since that day
In the millinery store Yours was
kind and considerate, a most unusual
deed. Seated screened behind the
palms could not help hearing all
that passed. You may know that my
profession of writing certain dull ar
ticles carries me into many curious
places on errands of Investigation, a
millinery parlor at monday perhaps or
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