The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1864-03-03
THE DRAB DRESS.

cnOlce MOWERS winch she nefd IN ner sm III l,
Ijewelled hand. r --a-.r SEQ
A favor to ask of me. Sis2 was the young
mans reply. One would think, from your
serious, troubled countenanoe, it was the
FIRST you had ever referred, and you were
to try an experiment.
Well, it is a sort of experiment, Fred;
and before you give me an answer I want
you to think, aud not say, Oh, yes, yes. as
you always do, and then not give it another
single, thought. e
Well. here goes, then, answered the gay.
handsome young man dragging an ottoman
to his sisters feet and seating himself upon
it with well-assumed gravity. Your hum
BILE servant. And now proceed to business
m mademo:seile.
The young girls face assumed thorough
ly earnest expression as she clSsped one Of
her brothers. hands in both of her own, and
said; while the rich color burned up into
her cheeks:
more wine. / tremble whenever / see
you with glass to your LIS.
Well, no, Lits, child. car you not trust
me. knowing my entire seif-con m and; that
| have no natural tendency that way; and
that only occasionally take a social glass
when in the society of my friends.
l know it, Fred; 1 know all that; but
your influence is what / fear. There is
Charles Chester thioks you are perfect pat
tern OF goodness; and as be touched glasses
with you at Mrs. Reerdon's, and you stood
up and drank together. my heart ached, not
so much for you as for him, knowing that
be has not the self-commsnd you have and
that he loves to look upon the vino when
it sparkles in the cup.
Well, well, Lita. perhaps you are right;
/ never looked at Ii in that way bsfore
said Fred, while his countenance wore a
thoughtful expression.
But who in the name of common sense
(and now the young man smiled } would
have expected that nv little fashionable
butterfly sister ever found time for such
thoughts as these, what with her ribbons
roses aud laoes? Seriously, Lita. did not
give you credit for being SO much of a
woman.
Thank you for the compliment, Fred
But now promise me; hall not bs happy
until you do. I have no fears for your
personal safety in this matter though
doubt your moral right to indulge in So
cial glass merely because Mrs. Grundy
smiles upon the custom; but l fear for
Charles Chester. seeing with what a relish
he drinks his glass to the dregs. Promise
me, Fred; come, now, do this; if you love
me. ..-..
And Lita Ross laid her hand Lssoothing
ly upon her brothers. head.
Well, Lita, this is something of a sacri-
fee to ask OF me. Why, ! should make
myself very conspicuous by refusing soci-
al glass. But don't know but l'll do it.,
if you make corresponding sacrifice.
don't care to bo inundated upon the altar
alone.
Name it, Fred; and, if it is in my power,
will do it gladly,
Aud her soft eyes fairly danced with de-
light.
Well. then, Sis. / will promise this thing
If you will do what am about to ask you
declare have scarcely the heart to, you
look so pretty in that blue silk :dress, with
its lace trimmings, and your earrings. pin
and bracelet of those tiny pearls; but you
must give them up if comply with your
request.
i will Fred, I will.
And wear a drab dress, without any orna-
ments. -----asr r --- -..--
Yes, Fred.
Next Thursday night make your first ap-
pearance at Mrs. Thutston's. Rene Der.
you will be subject to many -emarks and
will look very plain by the side OF your
showily dressed companions.
that you will then aud there comply with
my request.
Your hand, Sis. And now remember as
long as you will wear drab. and that with
out ornaments, / will refuse fashionable
glass But you do not know what sacri-
| fee you are making. I should not be sur
prised were. you to retract any day.
Well, Fred, we shall see. Aud now a
kiss as seal of our contract.
| And Lita threw her arms about heI
brothers. neck ana covered his foreh cad.
brow and lips with shower of kisses, and
then glided away through the hall, up the
| long oaken stairway to her own chamber
where, seating herself, she bowed her head
and calculated:
Thank God, Charlie Chester may yet be
saved.
And the tears rained down her fair face
and when she had agaie looked up, ther,
was a subdued, tender light in her eyes
never there before. ~
,, And this was Lita Ross, the pet play
thing of the family, the spark ling. fashiona
BILE bell of the season, the coquette; SO &C
counted. But there was in her heart a lea
! as yet unread by any eye save that OF he
NJ aker, and on it was inscribed her love 70
Charlie Chester. 5 .E
Well. now, who'd have thought it? Free
exclaimed, as he found himself alone
thought had touched her dearest idol, an'
that she could no mo:e herself than sh
could give up her right hand. But she'l
do it; saw 1t in her eve. Faith, neVe
was SO proud Of her in my life. I've looke'
| upon her as mere chit of girl; but all a
once she stands before me a noble and sell
sacrificing women. And she's right about
Charlie Chester; fer now think it, he'
in danger OF being drawn into whirlpool c
u dissipation! Strange I've not thought o
d that before! / used to think they ha
quite partiality for each other; but the
have outgroWn it, reekon.'
How much we pride ourselves upon OF
| nrun aiscnrrnant-- and vat hn,R- winalY