The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1862-03-07

Take good care of my little grill, James g
saidFhe old deacon, still lingering beside the
stage door, although the last goodbye had
been reiterated again and again, and the
Jehu was cracking his whip impatiently :
take care of Kitty, for she's all we've got. .
Then, for the first time, Kitty burst into
tears but it was an April shower, and soon
over. But the deacon, standing on the
road side long after the last echoes Of the
stage wheels had died away, was more to be
pitied, for he could not cry
avery nice, my DEAR" said aunt Medora,
eyeing Kitty's two silk dresses and one white
muslin rather superciliously, as the little
damsel held them triumphantly up to hel
aunt inspection; 'very nice, but you must
have half a dozen more, and bless me! they
are not cut half low enough, and the trim
ming is old style, But Madame Deprince
will see to all that. And you haven't any
party slippers, and your hair is not arranged
so becomingIy as Victorine could do it.
Never mind, my dear, little pet; when we
have fitted you up in genuine city style, you
will bear away all the laurels of the sea
son" added aunt Medora, affectionately, as
she noticed slight flush of modification
stealing over Kitty's forehead. ",Such a
complexion-it makes me think of damask
roses and sweet-pea blossoms! Why, my
dear, there isn't another such pair Of cheeks
in New York !"
Mrs. James Gregory had predicted rightly
when she prophisied that Kitty would be
the belle of the winters campaign. She
very proud Of the sensation created by her
beautiful niece, and to Kitty it was one
bright dream of innocent triumph. If her
father and her mother could only have seen
her in those cloud-lke robes, her tiny feet
glad in white kid slippers, and fair arms
blazing with jewels, she would have been
quite satisfied! But that was among the
impossibilities, so Kitty contented herself
with writing long accounts home, which
were read ''out loud" by the deacon to his
wife, with infinite satisfaction. So passed
away the gay weeks until Kitty began, like
"Mariana in the moated Grange" to feel
"aweary, weary" without knowing why, and
to suffer from throbbing headaches, and
piercing pains in her side. The thin shoes
and the low necked dresses were avenging
themselves but still Victorine persisted in
lacing her young lady nearly to extinction,
protesting, in reply to Kitty's remonstrances,
that it was "une per feet fiji" and aunt
Medora bribed her failing appetite with
dainty little cream and conserves and pois
onous doses of confectionery, and the chill
winds cut like two edged knives to her lungs
night after night, as she issued, wrapped in
light cashmere mantles, from over heated
ball rooms to the bitter cold of February
nights, and yet nobody suspected that any
thing could by any possibility be wrong!
Tie little clock on the carved marble
mantel had just struck ''nine," with silver
echo like the miniature harp of fairy, and
Kitty Gregory sat musing before her dress
ing-ro fire, instead of robing herself fol
one Of the most brilliant fetes of the season
for which purpose her aunt had left her
The diaphanouse dress of sunset like GRAZ
lay on the bed, with the wreath of lilies, and
the tiny gloves and the sparkling bracelet.
and necklace but Kitty did not cast glance
towards them. She was sitting, with hel
little hands clasped on her lap, and some
thing very like tear glistening on her long
eyelashes, the white merino dressing robe
fastened careless round her waist with
silken cord. and her hair falling unheedec
on her neck, in cleaning masses Of chestnut
gold. Thinner she was and paler, than O
yore, with cheeks Of vivid red, and blue
veins plainly outlined on each transparent
temple-yet very pretty still.
Kitty was thinking of home-she was
wondering if the old kitchen fire was glow
ing as brightly as ever, and if the Deacor
in his old arm chair in the corner was mis-