The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1869-06-17
half so quickly; those little fingers q
yours seem gifted with maggie IN.

Auank you,l salu Hull, sewing oe-
murely. THE yellow silk, please.
Didn't you tell me that Miss Trevor
was coming here at eleven to try ON
. her new dress" r.a faa.r arc
$50 she said and, there is the car
riage dashing up to the door now. It
is fine thing to, be rich. Are you
sure the dress is ready, Ruth p ....,
"Quite."
: Perhaps Ruth Murray's cheek was a
trife pinker than usual, as Miss Trevor
rustled loftily into the room; but other
4 wise there was no shade of difference in
her manner or demeanor. d, .,g.y!
;. W'm afraid I'm little behind time"
began the imperious young lady, throw
ing off her costly ermine cape; "but-
why, Ruth Murray! This surely can't
be YOU" 1..t.. Co., ....,.., ...
ut is l, Miss Trevor" ...... .
i Maria Trevor started" ,......z ..,
j "Oh, you've come to have dress
fitted; Miss Mackenzie has such sue
CESS" r..., ......t. ...........,.
"No,' said Ruth, quietly; II am
Miss Mackensle's assistant" -
"A dressmaker!'' almost shrieked
Miss Trevor. ... ...
eyes, a dressmaker." .. Ga. u..-.
Maria drew herself up haughtily. -
"This is very strange" she said;
may, it is quite unaccountable. l
thought you were visitor at Wardley
Place." ... .........,, .,,
II was" .'... ........ .....
"And did Kate Wardley know"
"Who WASP Perfectly"
Maria tossed her head.
"Upon--my-word! This is really
too gratuitious an insult to her other
! guests, Kate Wardley shall know nv
opinion Of her conduct"
Ruth had grown pale and then red
and the next moment score of laugh.
ing dimples broke out around her
mouth. .,. ..
1t was dreadful to admit drcssnla.
ker into the circle of her ar;stocrat
friends; and was unheard Of audacity
in the dressmaker to venture within
the charmed limits.
evil you allow me to try on your
dress, Miss Trevorl"
Maria stood haughtily silent in the
middle of the room, while Ruth mount
ed on stool to bring her nearer to
Miss Treyor's height, put in pins here
and there, and laid folds, and cast re.
fractory seams.
"She is pretty" thought Maria, as
the sunlight glanced athwart Ruth's
golden hair, and showed the exquisitely
fine texture of her rose-leaf skin. "No
pearl-powder there! wonder if there
was any truth in the report that Charles
fancied her. The idea of our brother
flirting with o dressmaker for of
course it was nothing but q filtration on
his part" .. ....,.. ....,......i
And Miss Maria upconsciously gave
herself such jerk that two pins flew
half way across the room, and Ruth
arched her eyebrows.
"Dear me! Miss Trevor, / shall new
er be able to get your dress fitted, if
you don't stand still"
"Home" said Miss Trevor, impera-
lively, to the coachman, as she folded
the gay Afghan over her silken skirts.
The promised turn in the park must
stand aside now; she was anxious to
impart the choice bit of gossip she had
just CLEANED. 10
Mrs. Trevor was dreaming over a bit
of embroidery by the fire, and Charles
Trevor, standing in the window,
was glancing up and down the columns
ofthe morning paper, as Maria entered,
1t was a magnificent drawing-room
the Trevors we're not rich, but they |
were worldly, and knew exactly how to
make appearances their tool.
"Mamma, what do you think :" ex-
claimed Maria, breathless and angered;
"that Ruth Murray, whom we met at
Wardley Place-the pretty blonde
told you Of" .' 900"
"What of her ?" asked her mother, as
Maria stopped for breath, and Charles
looked quickly up, with a deep flush
upon his cheek. -s
She's nothing but dressmaker."
"Nonsense, Maria; you surely must
be mistaken"
"But am not mistaken mama. j.
saw her this very morning at Miss
Mackensie's and she tried my dress on
with her own bands p
"Surely my love, Kate Wardly would
never invite . young person in that 80 |
cial position To-"
"But mama, the Wardlys are so odd.
you never know what freaks they mfy
be guilty Of. The idea Of a common
dressmaker presming to associate with
those who are SO for above her."