Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1915-10-06

~Looky." cried Miss Pope. ats time
10 dress"
ne sure and sing fer him, Mae"
m | don't hurry and get dressed
IN look like rag, / will"
Two hours later Miss Pope reappear
60 through the bead portieres. There
was pink spot on each cheek and
perky pink bow In her hair and at her
throat. Her brief sleeves terminated
at the elbows in pink rosettes.
Ir. Sarpy rose from his three legged
CHAIR in great haste and much embar.
rassment.
Good evening, Miss Pope"
His hair fitted his head like a vel
low oilskin cap, and his complexion
was correspondingly fair. When Mr..
Sarpy shaved 1t was as manly pastime
rather than hirsute necessity.
How dye do, Mr.. sarpyY"
They shook hands.
Amt this a pleasant evenin'?~
1T Is that" agreed Mr.. Sarpy.
Miss Pope smoothed her white dress
until 1t chung to her like an ephod of
grace and crossed her feet daintily.
Her companion let his hands hang owe,
his knees and busted himself yankinp
his neck about his small tall collar.
Il didn't see you when I left the
store, Mr.. Sarpy."
Indeed, l was in the vicinity Of the
shirts ali day"
by the way, you amt never met
nav. have your
beg pardonT
Il say, you amt never met nav,
have your
NO. no, I never mad the pleasure"
Mr.. Sarpy's neck darted uneasily again.
well, what-a you know about that,
and been talkin' about you ever since
got the book shift! III call her this
minute"
Mr.. Sarpy half raised himself from
the divan.
please don't let me disturb"- he
began. but Miss Rope had pirouetted,
light as breeze, between the portiercs
that battered like rain.
"Oh, m-aww Her voice came back
to him like bell. "Oh, nav, dear,
would you stop readin' long enough 70
step into the parlor and meet Mr..
Sarpyr'
Mrs. Pope laid aside q large wooden
arrangement she was knitting and rose
stifly from her chair. Her spotted silk
dress rustled.
In that brief moment Miss Pape
Strengthened the maternal neckband,
whispered final admonition In her
mothers very red ear and danced back
into the parlor.
Mall be here In just minute, Mr..
Sarpy. She's always readin'r'
Presently Mrs. Pope hove in. She
ratified when she walked, and after you
had regarded her for bit the large
white spots on her black gown began
to magnify and rotate until the gift of
sight became curse.
Nav, want to make you acquaint-
ed with my friend Mr.. Sarpy."
PLEASED to meet you, ma'am." Mr..
Sarpy bowed to careful angle.
Pleased to meet you, sir. Nice
weather. amt itT'
1T is that" carefully reseating him
self.
Mae says you work at the Biggest
store too"
Yes. ma'am; I'm in the aisle ad-
joining to the books"
WELL well. so books is your special
line
Nom" Mr.. Sarpy spoke with some
reluctance. Pm In the gents fur
nishing-next aisle to the books"
$50 gents furnishin' is your partic'-
lar line."
NO, ma'am; have been in the hard
ware and in the white goods"
Mae, why don't you sing fer your
friend? She amt got bad singin'
voice when she's In practice"
With her forefnger Mae traced pat
tern on the brocade.
Jaw, maw," she demonstrated and
glanced out Of one eye at Mr.. sarpy.
I'D be pleased to hear you sing.
Miss Pope"
And me with such coldw But
she spread herself over the piano stool
and cast her eyes in modest fashion
at remote angle Of the ceiling.
After long and fervent crescendo
the performer swung lightly around on
her stool.
"You play just grand" said Mr..
Sarpy.
'Oh, you Jollier, and me with such
a coldr'
Maybe Mr.. Sarpy would like some
refreshments, Mae"
The root beer and sandwiches were
served. Mr.. Sarpy partook with dig
nifty and reserve.
DO have another sandwich. Mr..
Sarpy"
mo. thank you" He placed his glass
on the mantelpiece and fiecked his
lips with his handkerchief. Miss Pope
coughed twice behind her hand, and
her mother rose.