. St. Nicholas [serial] . o knowing how farUncle Williams kindly zeal would have carriedhim. As it was, he was obliged to contenthimself with only sixteen, one for each year ofKatherines life. As no two of his purchaseswere alike, however, good Uncle William feltcertain, as he expressed them to Katherine, thatone of them at least would prove to be a replicaof the ribbed-silk, long-tabbed Nile-green collar. I wish, said Katherine, some days later, that somebody would pinch me. I believeI m asleep and dreaming green collars! Forthe last ten days every parcel I ve opened hascontained anywhere fro
. St. Nicholas [serial] . o knowing how farUncle Williams kindly zeal would have carriedhim. As it was, he was obliged to contenthimself with only sixteen, one for each year ofKatherines life. As no two of his purchaseswere alike, however, good Uncle William feltcertain, as he expressed them to Katherine, thatone of them at least would prove to be a replicaof the ribbed-silk, long-tabbed Nile-green collar. I wish, said Katherine, some days later, that somebody would pinch me. I believeI m asleep and dreaming green collars! Forthe last ten days every parcel I ve opened hascontained anywhere from one to twenty-fourgreen collars. Am I having a prolonged at-tack of nightmare ? You are not, returned her mother, laugh- 1905.] THE QUEST OF A NILE-GREEN COLLAR. 89I ing. You are really having green is nt that a new parcel ? Where did itcome from ? The expressman just brought it — its fromdear, lovely old Uncle William. But — mother!Of all impossible collars ! Every shade of green, •,?:.?*.. It was true. The waist was a tender Nile-green, a singularly elusive shade. The collarswere bottle-green, olive-green, apple-green,grass-green, Irish-green, hunters-green, sap-green, sage-green, Hookers-green, Lincoln-green, emerald-green, and every other greenthat nature or man hasdevised; but not oneof them was wearablewith the green waist. Collars, collarseverywhere, para-phrased Katherine, asshe viewed the collec-tion on her bed and onthe floor, with theshades graduated fromlight to dark; andnot a one to wear. Un-less I have a Green-collar Sale for thebenefit of the Deans, ordye part of them black,or buy a waist to gowith each one, I dontknow what I 11 everdo with them. I hopeI shant get anymore. But she did. Abouttwo months later thepostman handed heran envelop addressedin an unfamiliar hand-writing and bearing aforeign stamp. It con-tained a brief note andthe very Nile-green col-lar that she had somuch wanted to note read: collars, collars everywher
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