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the other was thinking of that.
And the stuffy little lodging
house room became filled with ro
mance for them and they looked
wonderingly upon " each other
and thought that fate was very
"And it's this way," sjaid John.
"I know.that IXvas. a fool to leave
the farm and come here. There
was just one thing I knew all
about and could have succeeded
at, and I threw it up to take up
something' I never can succeed
"Same here," said Fanny brisk
ly. "If you knew how tired I get
of trying on ladies' shoes! And
they have such dreadful tempers,
some of . them, and sometimes
their feet are so out of shape I
have hard work to keep from
laughing at them."
"I'm, suse they can't any of
them be as-pretty as yours," said
Johrj, and he blushed almost as
deeply as she.
And then as they sat there side
by side John found courage to
draw his chair so close that it
actually touched Jiers, and before
he knew what he was doing he
found himself holding her little
hand in "his. And she let him
hold it that was the astonishing,
"Fanny," he said it was the
first time he had called her that
"if I could szEve up threeliundred
dollars I could buy a little place
on mortgage and make it pay. I
know I could make it pay. But I
can't save a penny and never
shall, for I can't earn enough. But
if yottjwould go into partnership
with mefor ju$t one year, and we
had one room instead of two-1-and
two could live just as cheap
ly as one and after a year we
had saved up three hundred dol
lar do you think ?"
But it was more astonishing
still when she let him kiss her.
And their poor little arrangement
seemed like a financier miracle
and the heavens were opened in
her little bare hall room.
"Next Thanksgiving we shall
have our home for ourselves," he -said
.presently. "Doesn't it make
you happy? Can you be as hap
py as I am, Fanny? Do you
know, I don't know what your
other name is. Isn't that
"I don't want to tell you, Johnt'
"But don't you think I ought tb
know?" ' i
"Well, but whatfs the use of
telling you when you say I've got
to lose it so quickly?" " '
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Polish for Oilcloth.
Clean the oilcloth with some
nice soapy water and a soft
scouring brush. Put some glue
into a jelly jar and fill with water.
Stand whole in a saucepan of
water on the fire. Boil till the
glue is melted. Stir with a stick
(it only needs to be very thin);
tafce a clean, soft piece of rag and
dip into the glue. Rub it over theA
oilcloth, taking care not to miss
any parts, and leave it until quite
dry. The result will be a nice r
shine equal to new, and no fear-
of one's slipping, as is often the
case when the linoleuhi is polish--ed
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