Boone County Recorder . etingsor chatted over the low hedge. About this time Maggies little par-lor began to look very poor and com-mon to her, and her mind was troubledwith visions of glistening mirrors, vel-vet carpets and silken portieres. Oneday, late in autumn, Mrs. Sanderscaqe into the little conservatory,where Maggie was busy in a bower ofglowing chrysanthemums. She flittedfrom one flower to another, exclaimingover their beauty in a pretty, ecstaticfashion. I am to give a little affair nextThursday evening, Thanksgiving, youknow, and I had to set my hearten chrysanthemum decorations; bu
Boone County Recorder . etingsor chatted over the low hedge. About this time Maggies little par-lor began to look very poor and com-mon to her, and her mind was troubledwith visions of glistening mirrors, vel-vet carpets and silken portieres. Oneday, late in autumn, Mrs. Sanderscaqe into the little conservatory,where Maggie was busy in a bower ofglowing chrysanthemums. She flittedfrom one flower to another, exclaimingover their beauty in a pretty, ecstaticfashion. I am to give a little affair nextThursday evening, Thanksgiving, youknow, and I had to set my hearten chrysanthemum decorations; butBaileys are all ongaged. 1 was wonder-ing if you would not sell a few, just avery few of these sweet things; sheadded, coaxingly, touching a bunch ofvivid, golden-hearted beauties No, Maggie answered, flushingproudly; I will not sell yon one, butI will give you all that you ewe for. Dear Mrs. Bloom, it is too lovely ofyou to say so! And I want you tocome— Just here her arm struck apot containing some choice cuttings,. •M HER ABM STRUCK A FLOWER POT. overturning it and breaking it upon,the floor. It must be confessed, how-ever, that at this moment the rare slipswere of small account in Maggieseyes Her heart was in a foolish flut-ter as, in fancy, she saw herself anhonored guest at Mrs. Schuyler San-ders select affair. When at last or-der was restored, Mrs. Sanders wenton: Bailey will not even superintendthe decorations; but I have a penchantfor that sort of thing myself, and I feelsure that, with the assistance of yourexquisite taste, we could get up some-thing perfectly sweet. Perhaps Maggies assent tothe-phmwas a trifle eager; indeed I fear that itwas so much bo as to flavor strongly ofgratitude. However, were there notplenty of women, with substantialbank accounts, who would have givenanything for an invitation to one ofMrs. Sanders entertainments, not tospeak of being made the confidante aridadviser of the great lady herself? WhenDick came home that night he foundMaggie
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