Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1869-07-29

which, with her glittering silver gauze
shining in billowy waves, she had danced
and sparkled to the undoing of many a
boastful heart. Blanche was thinking little
enough of those hearts now, and resting her
soft cheek upon her hand, she fell into a
long, and somewhat dangerous revcric, when
we consider that its subject was the man
whom she had rejected few weeks before.
Her room was furnished luxuriously, and
strewniwith various nick -knacks, which her
fancy had, from time to time placed there.
Carvings and pictures without number; a
wild coast scene, by Kensett, shaded her
mantle two clay statuettes of her favorite
Rogers held a distinguished position; and for
her pecuier satisfaction andcomfort cuckoo
clock of delicate workmanship. hung on the
wall.
Blanche's meditation was suddenly bro.
ken by her little cuckoo bouncing out OF his
box, and announcing three o'clock with
startling distinctness. Perhaps the little
bird thought his mistress dull company, for
he darted back without single unnecessary
note.
swell there are more things in heaven
and earth than falling in love!" calculated
Miss Courtenaye, and rising, she completed
preparations for the night, and alas that I
should record it, was asleep in five minutes.
Broadway, we all know, is enchanting in
the brilliant sunshine of winters morning.
A trihc muddy under foot, a triae dangerous
from the possible breaking of derrick on
one of the unfinished buildings, and the pos
sible descent of fifty pounds, or SO, of stone
on your head; but certainly bright and en-
tertang from the jostling throng of hurry
ing business men younger ones in neat tel
lets Fastening to their similar destinations,
but taking time to give considerable atten-
ton to the pretty girls, who also had urgent
business awaiting them; but within the
vain precincts of Stewards among these last
named was Blanche, sweet and fresh as usual,
| with just the smallest look of expectation on
her face, as she bowed and smiled repeatedly
at the acquaintances coming and going.
| The little fower-girls in vain held up
their vioets for her notice-from some rea-
son violets had lost their charm. They had
been her favorite flower, and Franks offer
| lngs hao many t''nes eainisheu h'i D.i',
Perhaps the little blue blossoms recalled
painful memories.
| FOOT ffahh 'nousn' nianouo'
| wohaer where he is how u"'e.ins, per
maps, ieehns pi''ei " "'i '"' "o''"' :
shouiu ihe W hho"
just Us sue .eacneu 'n's poln' ~ ns'
noo',vu'' iA ~ h,,,aa,s -,,r, hw h0ro,,,
anu MI o.uy 'esan' n''n'e" "'A' w '"'''y
hiting his na' US hc passe', 40 Wno inon,on,
ne was gohe' pu. NOV peioie Danoh' hau
Time 10 opseiVe 'ha' ho ne.ei iooAs" "ane :.
somer or more un.roupleu IN ms iie. nan
square peiow, niiss oooi'.nase %" n'a
cousin, Lillian Dashwooo' ahu-couiu IL W
FRANK, s'opPipg' WIN an al Vi 'n''ie'' W
join MISS DashWooos morhihs saun'ei'
Blanche half paused in indignant surprise.
Could it have been with Lillian that he has
passed all those evenings, when she had re-
marked his absence from houses at which
he had been formerly favorite guest The
thought was entirely new. Lillian was young,
but pretty-so pretty.
"a glorious morning. MISS Courtenayc,
said.a voice at her elbow; and MIR. Goddard,
looking unstylish and uncommonly plain'
accommodated his steps to hers.
Good-morning, she returned' ra'her
| coolly, for Mr.. Goddard looked so out Of
place on that animated promenade, that she
did not feel in the mood to talk solemn SEN
timcnt, especially with that merry couple
just in sight.
Frank was always clever and entertaining; I;
and there he was, seemingly as much occu-
pied with Miss Dashwosd, and forgetiul OF
her as if she had been married dozen
years. 1t was trying, certainly; but she
managed to pass them few minutes alter
ward, looking rosy, tiattered, and entirely
content with her escort.
Mr.. Goddard was shaken OIL with some
difficulty by Blanche declaring that she hau
an important assignation with her miliiner
He departed regretiully, but bianche was
not left long alone. AS she entered inc
maze OF hats, caps, and pohhe's'a young
woman with great deal OF pannier, quii-
lings, and rustling silk, accosted her WIN
eagerness.
"Why, Blanche, you arc the very person
want to see; do come over here ana heip
me choose my bonnet for Hortense Bryces
reception"
Blanche walked soberly to the table where
smiling Frenchwoman was cxhipi.ing poh-
net after bonnet to catch the capriclous no
tice OF the lively purchaser. Miss Eta
regarded the frail structures with discrlmi-
mating eyes, keeping up an incessant chatter
to Blanche.
"Oh! never, madam as madam held
up captivating creation of brightest Met
ternich green, don't suggest such thing
for moment. There is only one complex
) ion in town that could stand that with cqua
nimity-Lilian Dashwood's; that reminds
me, Blanche, they say Frank Stuyvesan
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