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Hill, Grace Livingston, 1865-1947

"The Girl from Montana"

The girls say he'll make up to me now. Wish he would.
I'd have a fine time. It's me turn to have me wages raised, anyway. He
said if Bess and I would come to-morrow ready to stay in the evening, he'd
take us to a show that beat everything he ever saw in Philadelphia. I mean
to make him take me, anyway. I'm just glad she's out of the way. She
wasn't like the rest of us."
Said Mrs. Brady: "It's the Bailey in her. But she said she'd come back and
see me, didn't she?" and the grandmother in her meditated over that fact
for several minutes.


CHAPTER XIV
IN A NEW WORLD

Meantime the panorama of Elizabeth's life passed on into more peaceful
scenes. By means of the telephone and the maid a lot of new and beautiful
garments were provided for her, which fitted perfectly, and which
bewildered her not a little until they were explained by Marie. Elizabeth
had her meals up-stairs until these things had arrived and she had put
them on. The texture of the garments was fine and soft, and they were rich
with embroidery and lace. The flannels were as soft as the down in a
milkweed pod, and everything was of the best. Elizabeth found herself
wishing she might share them with Lizzie,--Lizzie who adored rich and
beautiful things, and who had shared her meagre outfit with her. She
mentioned this wistfully to her grandmother, and in a fit of childish
generosity that lady said: "Certainly, get her what you wish. I'll take
you downtown some day, and you can pick out some nice things for them all.


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