New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1847-09-22


Rose colored curtains"
The maid being perfectly transhxed and with
tolerabe reason, Cleopatra amended the manu-
script by adding two words more when il stood
thus:
Rose -colored curtains for Doctors"
The maid now perceived remotely that she wish
ed these articles be provided for the better pre-
sentaton of her comp lexion to the Faculty and ~
those in the house who knew her best had no doubt
OF the correctness Of this opinion, which she was
soon able 10 establish for herself, the roso-cOlored
curtains were added To her bed. and she nended
with increased rspidity from that hour She was
soon able 20 sit up. Ia curls and laced cap and
night. gown and 70 have little artificial bloom
dropped into the hollow caverns Of her cheeks
IL was tremendous sight 70 see this old woman
IN her fnery leering and mncing at Death and play
ing of her youthful tricks upon him az II he bad
been the Ms or but alteration 10 her mind that
ensued on the psraytlc stroke was iraughi WIN as
much matter for reflection, and was quite ss ghasty
Whether the weakening OF her intellect mace
her more cunning and false than before or whether
il confused her between what she had assumed 70
be and what she really had been or whether " hao
awakened any g'immering Of remorse which could
neither Struggle into iight nor get DacA mo tolai
darkness or whether 10 the jumbie OF her faculties
a combination Of these effects bad been shaken op
which is perhaps the more likely supposItion, the
result was this That she became hugely exactlng
iD respect of Fdths affection and gratitude and al
tention 70 her highly Mandatory Of herself as most
inestmable parent and very jealous OF havbs any
rival in Ediths regard Farther IN place OF reinen
herring that compact made between them Tor AZ
avoidance Of the subject, she constantly alluded 70
her daughters marriage as proof Of her being an
incoropsrable mother: and all this with the weak
ness and peevishness Of such state, always serv-
ing for sarcastic commentary on her leyi'y and
youthiulEess.
Where is Mrs. Dombey r. she would say to her
maid.
Gone oot, Msanl."
Gone out Does she go out TO shun her mamma,
Flowersl'
LA bless you, no Maam Mrs. Dombey has
only gone out for a ride with Miss Florence.
Miss Florence. who's Miss FlorenceI Don't
tell me about Miss Florence. What's Miss Flor
eDce 20 her. compared 10 met
The apostle display Of the diamonds, or The
peachvelvet bonnet lshe sat IN the bonnet TO re.
ceiyc visiters weeks before she could STIR out oil
doors or the dressing OF her up IN some gaud or
other usually stopped the tears that began TO How
hereabOUt: and she would remain IN compliment
state until Edthcsme ~ see her; when, at glance
Of the proud face, she would relapse again.
"WelI | am sure, Edith she would cry, shak-
ing her head.
What il the matter rnOtberf'
Matter ! really don't know what IS the mat,
ter. The world is coming 10 such an artificial and
GDgratefal state, that begin to think there 8 no
Heart-or anything of that sOr-le't In It, positive
w. Wtbers is more a child to me than you are
He attends TO me much more than my own daugh,
ter. almost wish didn't look 80 young-and All
that kind Of tbing-and then perhaps should be
more considered"
What would you have, mother
"Oh, great deal Edith" impatenty
"Is there anything you want that you have not
1t is your own fault if there be
my own fault !" beginning TO whimper. "Ihe
parent have been to you, Edith making you
from your cradle And when you neg
lect me- and have more natural affection for me
than If | was a stranger-not a twentieth part OF
the affection that you have for FlOreDce-but am
only your mother and should corrupt her in day
you reprosch with its being my own fault.
Mother mother reproach you with nothing
Why will you always dwell on this r
Is NJ IL natural that | should dwell on this,
when | am ell affection and sensitiveness, and am
wounded IN the cruelest way, whenever you look !
It me- r.
." do not mean TO wound you, mother. Have /
'ou no remembrance of what has been said be- /
ween u.s. Let the Past rest"
" Yes rest And let gratitude to me, rest and /
ct affection for me rest and let me rest in my
ut of the way room, with no society and no atten-
ION, while you find new relations 10 make much OF,
rhO have no earthly claim upon youi Good gra-
ous, Edith do you know what an elegant estab-
sbment you are at the head Of
Yes Hushl'
anu tUhL HtHtltmHDlN fIthluffs Upub'N ~
on know that you married 70 him, Edith and
nat you have p settlement, and p position. and
arrisge, aud do Mt know what 2
Indeed. know. mother we'll
As yoa would have had with that delightful
God soul-what did they call him ?-Granger-l
Q had ut died And who have you To thank for
II this Edith i'
"You. mother you
" Then put your arms round my neck. and kiss
lie and show me, Edith. that you know there
ever was a better mamma than have been 10 you.
md do nj let me become a perfect fright with
ssng and wearing myself at your ingratiiudc. or
'hen m out again in society no soul viii know
lc. not even that hateful animal. the Major
But, sometimes, when Edith went nearer TO her.
nd bending down her stately head, pnt her cold |
heck to hers. the mother would draw back rs II /
he afraid of her and would fall into iit OF /
'embhng and cry out that there was a wandering I
her wits. And sometimes she would entreat her, /
nth humility, to sit down on the chair beside her |
ed. and would look at her las she sat there BROOD
lgl with face that even the rOse-coored curtains
oad no. make otherwise than scared and wild
The rose colored curtains blushed, in course OF
me, on Cleopatra's bodily recovery, and on her |
ress, more juvenile than ever, to repair the raw /
ges OF lliness-and ON the rouge, and ON the teeth
nd ON the curls, and on the diamonds. and the |
hort sleeves. and the whole wardrobe OF the doll /
hat had tumbed down before the mirror They /
lushed too. now and and then, upon an indlstlnct
ess in her speech, which she turned OH win
irish giggle. and on an occasional failing In her
memory, that had rule in il, but came and went
If IN mOckery of her fantastic self
But they never blushcd upon change in the
lew manner OF her thought aud speech toward
Ter daughter And though that daughter often
anne vsithia their influence they never blushed
pom her loveliness irrndiated by smile, or soft
med BIZ the light OF fia love in its stern beauty.
CHAPTER XXXvin.
Mss Tor fmpvOres old Acquaintance.
The forlorn Miss Tox. abandoned by her friend
Louisa Chick and bereit OF Mr.. Dombeys counte-
lance-for no delicate pair of wedding cards,
lniteh bY silver threat rraced the chimney. glass