The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1866-10-17
THE BLUE BELL.


cratic l0oklDg mansion IN H-----Strtet, "
Charleston. She was expected, for hardly
had her hand touched the silver bell-knob,
before the door was thrown open, and a
young lad Of sixteen eagerly asked:
Did you find everybody at home, and
did You find Josie, and will she Gomez
$50 be sure I did And Spencer, my
dear, won't we have a splendid time, and
come in to supper; | have such lots to tell,
and dancing through the long hall with
their arms around each other the youth a. d
maiden approached a lovely lady Of middle
age, just then busily engaged, putting the
finishing touches to most eatarle-looklng
supper table, nicely set in the centre of a
cozy tea room, situated at the tarthest end
of the hall.
Has Uncle Sid come in yet, Aunt
Addie2' asked the young girl, as she threw
off her shawl and bonnet, and sank into a
little quaker rockin chair to rest.
No; he is very busy, and ] doubt If he
comes home until very late. This is bis
busiest time, and hardly think | do right
to have party, Martha, when Sydney is so
much engaged.
Nonsense, u darling Aunty," was the
coaxiug answer. You know your liege
lold don't care what We do five only enjoy
ourselves, and it is not to he a paty-only
a reception. So off with that sober look,
and come join in our plans"
Let ne Introduce that dearest of couples,
| that where master and mistress OF this
home, Mr.. and Mrs. Jones. just now,
Master Spencer, gentle,lanly youth just
verging on manhood, and his saucy cousin
Mat Glover, seemed to be managing affair
in general Mr. Sydney Jones We a tall,
heavily bearded, quiet looking gentlemen,
merchant of fine standing, devoted to his
business aud his family, and most estima-
bic citizen His wife, Mrs, Adeline Jones,
was one Of those beautiful girls that seem
but to grown more beautiful and pure as
| the matron and mother. Their only son
Spencer, and a dear little blue eyed, fair
haired girl comprising their family, and
now they were welcoming and enjoying the
visit of their young relatives, Matte and
Willie Glover. Matte was a gay, warm
hearted girl, loved by crowd of relatives,
and loveing them with all her heart in re-
tun. The topic under discussion as crescent,
was reception to be given in hcnor or
Miss Matte by Mrs Jones, and many were
the consultation upon the agreements.
The Ing looked for evening come
Bright lights cleaned from every window
| exquisite music, and delicious warbllng
from pretty bellies, floating through the
spacious parlors; and mcrricr than all, was
the ioyas faces of Matte Glover and Carrie
Bell. In the centre of the front parlor.
dressed in black silk trimmed with rich
aces, and a witchere in shape of cap over
her dark hair, Mrs. Jones received her
guests; but Noticed her smile more mean
inely, and her eyes glanced around as if IN
I search Of some one. when a tall Scotchman,
with the unmiStakable Scotch accent dressed
in blue coat and brass buttons. and bouquet
Of blue belle in hs hands, bowed before her.
| [ was perfectly aware Of that dear aunty S
wishes. knew, for once, she was match
making, for | overheard her say, 'I1ow
pleasant it would be to have Matte settled
near mel And then Hugh Douglass is a
merchant of such good standing!' Alto
gether, it was desirable match, and when
saw her take Mr., Douglass arm and join
Matte, and then leave them together, l
smiled; and still later in the evening, l saw
the devotion of his manner, and the blue
bells transferred to the boquet Of Matte.
This reception was. but the beginning of
many others, and a constant attendant IN
the train of Mrs. Jones was Hugh Douglass
| He came in, sociably, to tea, and was most
welcome visitor Mrs. Jones liked him, and
Mrs. Jones, I think, was his confdante.-
| Master Spencer then was dreaming of life
| as delight, ard the most delightful being
to him was bluc-eyed b onde, with COLDER
ringlets, and Mattie's greatest enjoyment
was to listen to Spencer's rhasodies on his
beautiful love.
"One more party, Matte" said Mrs.
Jones, "snd then we will finish our winter
gaictes; my cards are out for next Tuesday.
and | want ynn to look yoHr very prettiost. -
I'll try, ~ Adlie; but promise me
to keep Hugh douglass away"
Il won't promise anything; just behave
like a good girl, was the laughing rejoiher.
Tuesday came, and again beautiful music
sounded in the spacious ra,lors, and tiny
feet kept pace to its strains; and Matte, in
a white silk dress, with pink illusion trim
mings, and pink flowers, looked the picture
Of young, guile girl
"WilI you accept my arm, Miss. Mattie?'
said Hug Douglass. ''Thc moon is shin
ming, and the piazza is delightful. There
are crowds there, and the music is heard
better there than here. We are to have
some singing from several ladies. Come!'
and unwiIlingly Matte followed, leaning or
his arm.
"Please let me put one blue bell among
your flowers" and he bent and placed 6
knot Of blue bells amid the white roses thai
filed the silver boquet- holder in Matte
hand. | saw his bent head and tho Grim
soned cheek Of Matte, as l. yielded to al
invite to dance, and then, whirlingin thu
waltz, lost sight of them. A few moments
later, and leaned against window over
looking the liazza, and was unconsciousi
seized by Matte, and kept at her side, un
til she was claimed by some of her numer
Gus friends. The wee hours of the morn
ing" found US bidding adicu to the guests
and Matte, in great glee, jumped up stair
in ecstacies, at having saved herself from al
offer from the cannic Scot
"Gress what | lave done, Carol" Mat
tie exclaimed some days after, as she ticy
into my boudoir, half laughing and sobbing
with Spencer, on broad grin, with her.
1t was about s o'clock in the evening.
"Just think, Caro- Bell Imagine tn
: most awkward fix, possible, and then yo
Q understand me. y
, "What is it? Do tell About the Blu
t Bell, | reckon, for thatwas our name tc
Hugh Douglass.
''Blue Bell, indeed! The saucy Scotcl
II mani l. DelleFe he ulu IL ou pun lposc!
/ "What. Matte? Don't be so foolisl
a ''What is it, Spencer but Spencer was il
. dulging in a spell Of laughter, so he wa
/ unable to answer.
: "WeD, LII tell you myself Spencer ju,
D behave yourself, or LII tell Josie. Aur
Addy must send up stairs for me to CON
down, as Uncle Sydney wanted to see mt
!, Ii seems Uncle Sid and Hngh Douga
= came home together, and danced dow
n stairs and danced up to the tea table, an
O nut my hands over somebody's eyes. ar
$ hut NV lips to somebody's forehead. ar
d petted him, and called him dear old bee