The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1867-04-11

care lor MIN, papa love
him !"
Every improper y groaned Aunt
Eloise.
"Aunt, | wish you'd hold your
tongue p sputtered Maudo, grow
ing prcttier every moment in her
bright indignation, 81 do love him,
papa, with all my heart and
soul -
Aunt Eloise uttered a hollow
sigh, and Mr.. Bryant looked al
his daughter with q face that was
half troubled, half amused.
"My little lilly-fower," he said
gently, "aIl this sounds TO me like
girls romance. Maude Bryant
is scarcely fitted to be the wife of a
young man like Charles May"
But why not papa pleaded
Maude piteously. II love him,
and II think he loves me-"
"yery probably" said Mr.. Bry,
ant, smiling. "But did it never
occur to you how very unsuitable q
wife you would make to man
who has his own way to win in
the world?"
"No, papa" said Maude, eager.
lily. II can dust furniture, and |
can make jelly.cake, and once |
baked q cranberry tart"
"Most important qualifications,
yet not quite all,suficient,', said
her father, with the utmost gravi-
ty. "But just consider, my dear;
here, on the one hand, is salary
of eight hundred dollars year, or
nine, well say. It's just possible
that out in Chicago, where he has
gone, they pay nine hundred dol
lars year, and here, on the other,
is Miss Bryant, with her little,
white, useless hands, and her lux
urious ideas, and her diamonds,
and her silk dresses Why, my
child, | dol't suppose you know
what calico means"
eyes indeed, papa" interrupted
Maude, earnestly. II had q pink
French calico once, with pink cor
al buttons that were three dollars
each-don't you remember ?"
"You a poor mans WIFE," went
OF her father, patting her little fe:
vered hand. "Maude, it would bt
like taking one of the white japon
icas out OF the conservatory, anc
planting it on bleak New Eng
land hill. What idea have you o
the trials and sacrifices of life, my
little petted child?'
Papa p sobbed the young girl
passionately, 81 am ready to en-
dure any ordeal-to make any sac
rifice. What do | care for dia
monds and dresses? Papal' sh
exclaimed, suddenly starting VI
with an emphasis that made Aun
, Eloise drop her gold essence bot
: tie, "you think me mere butter
: fly that cares for dress and jewel
! only. Now listen 10 me- For on
: year from this time-for one year
mind-I pledge myself to wear n
sllksor jewels. Will you believ
! me at the years endr
IL shall think you very extra
! ordinary young lady, Maude, bu
. excuse mo, darllng-l have n
= very strong faith in your persi'
: tence."
"You will see" said Maude, shal
. ing her curls triumphantly. Gan
= oh, papa--if--"
= ;. "Maude," said Mr.. Bryant, wit
quiet decision, II have already al
), swered you-my decree admits
no appeal"
= She would not cry any NOR
this naughty little girl-she wi
> too proud to cry; but she rose |
(" and went away with compressC
y lips and eyes whose glitter was sa'
:. der far than tears.
" 81 won't.be discouraged, for o
!, this, she thought IL ,ciH sho
y papa that | am something mol
~ than a doll"
;, "Maude, you are not going
~ Mrs Heminway's in that dress r
~ ~ Mrs. Harrington, superb in win
y coiored velvet, with garnets BLAIR
y round her plump throat and at h
~ wrists, stood horrified as Mau'
;" came tripping down stairs.
u "Why not, Aunt Eloise2 / thir
u u the dress is very neat
'G ,e Mr.. Bryant looked up from h
~ ~ evening paper at TIE slender fgu
10 in whitc, floating muslin, with viii
!. roses hanging in among the blu
q black curls that touched her shot
-, ders.
- 81 think so, toe" he said quiet
~ ~ "Stuff and nonsense " angri
~ ~ exclaimed Aunt Elose. Eric
~ - ard Bryant's daughter in VIII
:" w muslin with paltry roses in h
I" hair You should have worn pil
~ satin and diamonds"
r II shall wear no more silks a
~ Jewels, aunt" said the little lac
:. very decidedly.
~ y Nov, Richard" said Mrs. HI
IT. II rinetou, turning to her broth
:, - care you going to allow this? 5
pr' will SGT half OF New York talkin
80 Z. "Maude shall do as she please
'"' said the merchant, quietly, a
of Maude gave him bright, CRATE
~ glance as she fluttered away Ii
y some snow white bird.
''s Tho next mornings small I
angular casket of amethyst vel
lay beside Maude's plate at
breakfast table. She took it
~, ~. with an inquiring look at
-, 'on father.
llv "Your birth day, my child"
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