Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1857-04-16
Gbaitt Misttuallgg
From Harper's Magazine for February
DORA DEE.

She was not the oauSneet VI si'o Sosooo
Ted Doctor, although she was such an en-
chanting little witch that she might have
come of a necromantic family. Indeed, she
NAV have had ancestors connected with the
black art, and been descended from whole
line of sorcerers for sught that know: Tor
her family history, from very early period
of her existence, was wrapped in the pro-
foundest mystery. Dora was found In an
ash-barrel; an appropriate place enough tor
such an offering. ashes sign;fying, accord
inc to MIR Mitchell, desolation. The ash
barrel Sc lected lor the repose of Dora stood
exactly in front of the residence OF Mr.
PIuff sexton of the welLknow and fashion,
able Episcopal Church of the Holy Sym
phouy. Mr. Pluff was justly proud OF the
reuutation OF his church. He could give
Won Sin, the very best music in the city.
None of your heavy old sacred music, which
it was positively sinfn to play, seeing that
il was composed for RoTish services, but
all the newest and plea>antest music that
couId be had tor the money. Why. Sir at
the Church of the Holy Symphony they ac-
tuaIIv PLAYED the best norceaur from the
Trovators before il had ever been produced
at the Academy of Music. Then Pluh was
also proud of his clergym an. Show him IN
the city such clergyman rs his wss-what
donations he received what fashsonaoie
audiences he had! All the upper ten, Slr,
crowded into the Church of the Holy Sym
pbopy to hear the sweet rose-wsser sermons
of the Reverend Arthur Alanihus; sermons
so soft and velvety that hey would not have
disturbed the moral repose OF a Syoa-
rite!
MIR. Pluff was at first rather disturbed that
anv low person should have been misguid-
ed enough to drop nameless child into niS
ash-barrel, |, and worthy Mrs. Plaff for mo-
pent had her misgiviBgs. But they were
oood. nam, ed pair, and after midnight cen-
sul,ation, while The unexpected gilt was
slumberng in an impromptu CRADLE ,hey de-
cideo that. since Providence had sent this
mortal waif to their door, they would not
reject it; and accordingly the little creature
was adopted by tie sexton, and TOOK the
place in his household OF the offspring which
heaven had denied him in the legitimate
manner
As Dora Dee grew up, she more than re-
ns ia the care OF the old sexton and his vile.
She had the sweetest of soprano soices' ana
more than one young lady who had been
,.uobt all the sextras' at Madame Cancan's
fashion academy, envied the possession OF
that pure liquid organ whose notes fioated
,b,ouoh the nave of the Church OF the Holy
Symphony Although Dora Dee-she had
been christened alter deceased and oe'ov-
cd sister of Mrs. Pluf-did not 60 to
Madame Cancan's, she yet received a very
.xce.lent educalion She understood music
telerably we'll; painted a little in water COL
ors. and possessed quick, intelligent style
of conversation.
IntIme the sections adopted daughter at
,,.cted attention frumShis fashionable con-
orepation, and on Sundays, grieve ts say,
vounp men would gather on the porch o. the
Church of .he Holy Symphony to catch a
glimpse of the pretty brown-haired Dora as
She passed out. 1t did not surprise Mr..
PIuff one bit when Mrs. Trapeze OF Filth
Avenue came TO him one day, and proposed
that Dora should 90 and live ather house as
companion to her daughter, Miss Aureha
Trapeze. He was accustomed TO lock al
everything connected with The Church ol
the Holy Sym, hony and SO far above the
common run, that he was prepared Tor wha'
other men might have looked upon as an un-
common occurrence. Mucn as II grieved
the WORTHY sexton and his wife to part even
partially. with their lit Dora, ull the ad'
vantaoes to be der ived from residence
,v:,b Mrs Trapeze were too obvious to bt
reasonably declined. The use OF Miss
Aurelrs masters; good society, or at ieas
what passed for such, and after all, the sep
saration was only for time and Dora wal
to spend every Sunday with her adopte'
parents.
So Dora went to live with Nj. Trap
eze
Dora Dee Dora Dee you are brigh
enough TO be a sunbeam; why will you b.
nothing but a Wiil-o'-the-wispi'
Il am sure | am not leading you astray
Mr.. Halbert Kinball.'
sYes, but you are, though. It's not you
fault. Heaven knows, for you avoid me Of
every occasion; but you are like the bir
with the tslisman in the Eastern tale, and
like the Prince, cannot help following
you
First you call me a Will-o-the-wis
then a bird; have you any more CON
plimentary smiles for me. Mr.. Kimbelli'
"A thousand, il you will only let me te
them to you. You are like rose about t
blow
That's been done.'
you are beautiful as the morn.'
;" 'Herrick said that of young lady yeaI
ago.