The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1869-03-04

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John began 10 think footman's life
anything but easy, when one o'clock
struck, and still no Miss Annette. Just
before two she rang. john FASTENED
to let her in, aud in shutting the door
to set his foot on the trailing
skirt Of her dress.
Her face flushed in anger, aud she
snatched her robes around her with any.
thing but the lady like grace Seymour
Lyle had always so much admired in
her.
"You awkward clown ~ she exclaim
cd sharply. "Learn to keep off lady's
dress or | will have you discharged %
beg pardon men," said John, Pc.
lite!y pulling his red forctop, "but it
amt every poor fellow as has been
brought up in the school of politeness,
aud learned what to do with his hands
aud feet"
"Who asked you to rcply?' she re-
torted, contemptuously.
Nobody, mem"
Mrs. Wayne met her on the stairs.
"Mother, that new iOotman OF yours
is an idiot And ne looks enough to
give me the horrors. Heaven what
chill evening it has been Mr.. Lyle
was not there, and made myself hid.
eous as white and simplicity for moth
ing. No other person has any apprc.
citation for that style. When we are
married, though, l will teach him that
diamonds are more to my taste than
white roses"
Il dare say" muttercd John between
his closed teeth. II dare say you d
have no objection to begin the lesson at
once"
All the next day Miss Annette was
cross and out Of sorts. On poor John
her wrath especially descended. lie
could do nothing to suit her and more
than one sharp reprimand he listened
to, delivered in that voice he had once
thought SO soft and sweet as being in
capable of being pitched to the high
Key, which, after all seemed most natu
raj to it.
Annette gave John orders not to ad
NIT my one; she was not at home; and
she passed the day curled up on the
sofa in the back parlor, with an old
novel, and taking her ease in a soiled
wrapper, and stockings none too fresh
from the laundry.
Just before dark there was a timid
ring at the door. John opened it, and
saw little shivering figure on the
broad step. A pair of brown ewes
looked up wistfully in his face, and a
musical voice asked
Is Miss Annette at homer"
Looking into the brown eyes, and
noticing the soft color which came and
went SO charmingly on the pearly cheek
John forgot that he had orders to den,
his young mistress to any callers, and
said quite in his natural voice
Yes, she is. Will You walk in ?"
The girl stepped into the hall, and he
saw that she was very thinly dressed
and that she carried a bundle HI
ushered her into the back parlor al
once where Annette having renowned
her sofa, was ensconced in an arm
chair, with her feet on the fender
She looked up and frowned at the in
trusion.
John! you stupid blockhead, I told
you | was not at home to. duyl"
beg pardon, mem, l forgot" said
John, nervously.
"Well, it's Que of my WORKING non,
PIE, SO it's Of no particular consequence
Miss Ainslec, have you brought me The
cape! John, put some coal on the fire.
It's cold as Greenland here. Let us
see how you have done it, Mary"
The girl unrolled her bundle and
displayed pink Thibet opera cane
embroidered in white so exquisitely
that John forgot himself again and
stood gazing at it in profound admira.
tion
"Don't stand there gazing John y
said Annette, sharply. Put on some
coal!' Then to Miss Aiuslee, III is
really very well executed, and | will
give you something more of the same
sort to do before long. You eau 20
now, Tor it's nearly dark, aud you'll be
afraid IT you stop longer"
Miss Ainslee arose, aud hesitated on
her way to the door.
"lf you would pay me for the work
today" she said in a troubled voice
my rent is due, and my little sister is
80, don't trouble yourself to pro.
coed" said Annette, coarsely. II know
the whole. There is always a sick
mother or sister. l can't nav Won 10.
day-its eight dollars, l beiieye.aud |
have only twenty BY me, and tina, |
want to use tomorrow. Call around
next week, and | will pay you"
Indeed, Miss Wayne, :" said the Girl
in ehoked voice, Z" / am suffering for
1t or would not ask YOU
"Don't trouble me, my good girl I
-
have headache to-day, and need rest
and quiet. | will pay you next week.
john show her out.
A bright scarlet rose to Miss Aims.
lees cheeks as she followed the tall
iootman 10 the door, and John was sure
pc saw tears in the brown eyes. She
hurried down the icy street, but before
she bad gone dozen rods Mrs.
Wayne's footman had ovsrtaken her.
Here is something for you, Miss, .
he said hastily, aud thrust ton dollar
note into her hand.
20, Miss Wayne sent it, did she p
she exclaimed joyially. "Iam so glad.
And you were so good to bring it.'
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