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IN FINE FEATHER
By Victor Redcliffe
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"I can't pay you in money, child,"
spoke Mrs. Hannah Blake.
"Oh, I never thought of money,
dear Mrs. Blake! I'm only too glad
to be able to help you."
"You are a good, kind-hearted girl
and nothing but happiness will come
to you. It's been a hard week for
all of us, but you have borne your
burden like some sweet angeL"
"Oh, Mrs. Blake!" fluttered Hazel
Blair, all aflush.
"It's true, and I don't know how we
could have gotten along without you.
But as I began to say, I can't pay you
in money, but I must make you a lit
tle present. Come with me, child."
When cross-grained, tyrannical
old Silas Blake was tkken down with
a fever, it was in harvest time, with
all the hands busy, the well ones of
the family included. A nurse was
necessary, but the Blakes were in
money straits. Hazel, who lived at
the next farm with her aunt, volun
teered. Mrs. Blake had been friend
ly and kind to Hazel's mother during
her last illness, and the true-hearted
daughter remembered it
Mrs. Blake led Hazel into a little
storeroom where the old bureau
stood and opened one of its drawers.
She carefully drew out a long, bulky,
but neatly cared for package, done
up in a sheet, placed it on a table,
after dusting off the latter, and drew
aside the folds of the sheet, revealing
a beautiful toilette. The outfit of a
beautiful, expensive silk attire, was
complete, even to petticoat and hose.
There was a pair of dainty slippers,
hair ribbons and a belt of satin, all
of one harmonious lilac hue.
"And there's a hat, dear," imparted
Mrs. Blake, "in that box yonder. "It
is all for you, that's my present"
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her breath came in little fluttering
gasps, and her cheeks radiant
'Was there ever anything in the
world so beautiful?" she palpitated.
"You come here the next two
evenings and we'll get at it and fit it
to you," pursued Mrs. Blake, "al
though I fancy it won't need much
remodeling, for Mrs. Van Buskirk
was just your height and build."
"Who is Mrs. Van Buskirk?" que
ried the bewildered Hazel.
"The lady who with her husband
Laid Aside the Treasured Dress.
summered with us last season. Don't
"I think I do," replied- Hazel
"They seemed to have plenty of
money," explained Mrs. Blake, "but
the last week they were here some
business troubles worried them.
They had to hurry back to the city
and did not have enough to pay me
.u nao au uiai uan wuiu UIXC1. I
She was dazzled. Her eyes shone, 1
all they owed me. Mrs. Van BusMrk
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