Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1852-12-28
EVENING STAR.
MILLY GREY
BY MARY A. DENNISON. +
" o, ever let the aged be,
As sacred angels unto thee.

I" See yonder country gawky; as l live he
is beckoning the coachman. Now, if he
gets in there'll be fun, for I do love to
plague these green ones. Why, Milly, how
you open your great blue eyes; you amt
frightened, are you? Look at her Annie
ha, ha, ha just look at her,
But you are not in earnest, Bell? ?" said
Milly, timidly shrinking back into her seat,
"you would not be SO impolite, so
"Our politeness is reserved for the city,
DEAR" broke in Annie; /" we consider such
fellows as that nobodies and if they don't
want to be laughed at, why they must take
an outside place with the coachman, that's
all.''
"Then you won't catch E,e sitting on the
same seat with you," exclaimed Milly, with
a look of alarm, springing away from her
cousin and ensconcing herself in seat op-
posite.
$50 much the BETTER" cried Bell, with
merry laugh, eve can have good time
with both of-hush here he comes. O,
Annie, what a fright"
The young man unbuttoned the coach
door himself, for the horses were going up
hill, and springing up the steps rather awk
wardly, on account of large pormanteau
he had, seated himself on seat near Allly.
Bell and Annie exchanged looks and bit
their lips.
! Nlilly hugged the back of the coach,
blushing crimson with shame for her cou-
sins, and the country greeny, who wore a
very much soiIed coat and shocking cap,
over which a light, thin handk, rchief was
thrown and fastened under his chin, look
ed up at them demurely. Once he could
not but notice that the object of their mirth
was himself, he suddenly put his hand on
his throat as if to unite his uncouth caps
string-i G., the end Of the handkerchief
but pausing he seemed to change his mind,
and let them alone.
"Won't you have my viniagraette, Nlilly
dear ?" said Bell, with an arch smile, and
side glance at the stranger.
''You do lock pale" chimed in Annie,
tossing back her thick curls; and restraining
herself no longer, she burst into rude
laugh, for the poor girls cheek were distress
ingly flushed.
''Take my fan co.," exclaimed Bell. prof
fering it; ''the air in this coach is really
overpowering - and she placed her delicate
pocket handkerchief to her face.
81 thank you," said A1ily, with as much
dignity as she could assume, while her lips
trembled, 81 do not need it,
''She certainly is faint, Annie," said Bell,
in a low tone; ''come, Milly, you had bet
ter set between us where we can support
you, you havn't quite room enough on that
side %
The thoushtless girl stared, for blazing
black eye flashed upon her; it was only
second, Though, that quick, piercing
glance, with the fire of fifty outraged digni-
ties, concentrated within it.
"lf you please, cousin Bell" said Milly
with more spirit than they dreamed she DOS
sessed, 'don't annoy me any more l am
better pleased with my seat than your rude
ness" and the pretty lip trembled again,
and the pretty face looked as if it was going
to 81
The young man turned quickly the hard
expression that had gathered around his
mouth melted into some thing akin to a
pleasant smile, while the two rebuked
cousins were very angry, one might have
seen.
There was no more comment until the
coach stopped again, this time to take up a
fat old lady with well-worn bonnet, loaded
down with innumerable band boxes and
bundles, most of which she insisted on
carrying into the coach with her. Here
was plenty of material for the merriment of
the thoughtless sisters. Bell declared that
the band boxes must have once contained old
Mrs. Noah's best bonnet, and Annie persisted
that If so, that identical bonnet must now
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