The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1869-06-04
here at eleven to try on her new dress ?"

mere al et9Veu 10 IFy on n6f new uEeSS
$50 she said-and there is the carriage
dashing up to the door now. It is a fine
thing to be rich. Are you sure the dress
is ready, Ruth 90
Quite
Perhaps Ruth Murray's cheek was a
tri1e pinker than usual, as Miss Trevor
rustled loftily into the room but other
wise, there was no shade of difference in
her manner or demeanor.
'Pm afraid I'm little behind time"
began the imperiOus young lady. throwing
off her costly ermine cape ''but-wby,
Ruth Murray This surely can't be you.'
cit is I, Miss Trevor
Maria Trevor started.
ooh, you've come to have dress fitted;
Miss Mackensie has such success"
"No," said Ruth. quietly; 81 am Miss
Msckensie's assistant"
ga dressmaker !'' almost shrieked Miss
Trevor.
Yes, dressmaker."
Maria drew herself up haughtily.
"This is very strange" she said, "nay,
it is quite unaccOu utable. thought you
visitor at Wardley Place.
III was.'' -
'And did Kate Wardly know"
"WhU was? Perfectly"
Maria tossed her head.
"Upon-my-word! This is really too
gratuitious an insult to ber other guests
Kate Wardley shall know my opinion of
her conduct"
Ruth had grown pale and then red and
the next moment a score Of laughing dim
pies broke out around her mouth.
1t was dreadful to admit a dressmaker
into the circle of her arstocratic friends
and was unheard OF audacity in the dress
maker to venture within the charmed limits
"Will you allow me to try on your dress
Miss Trevor7''
Maria stood haughtily silent in the mid
die of the room, while Ruth mounted on a
stool to bring her nearer to Miss Trevor's
height, put in pins here and there, and laid
folds, and casted refractory seams.
''She is pretty" thought Maria, as the
sunlight glanced artwart Ruth's golden
hair. and showed the exquisitely fine tex
ture of her rose-leaf skin. ''No pearl-pow-
der there wonder if there was any
truth in the report that Charles fancied her.
The idea ofour brother flirting with dress
maker ! for of course it was nothing but a
filtration, on his part"
Aud Miss Maria uncouciously gave her
self such jerk that two pins flew half way
across tie room, and Ruth arched her eye
brows.
"Dear me Miss Trevor, shall never
be able to get your dress fitted, if you
don't stand still.''
Home !'' said Miss Trevor. imperative
ly, to the coachman, as she folded the gay
Afghan over her silken skirts. The prom
ised turn in the park must stand aside now;
she was anxious to impart the choice bit of
gossip she had just CLEANED.
Mrs. Trevor was dreaming over a bit #
embroidery by the fire, and Charles Tre-
vor, standing in the bay-w:ndow, was
glancing up aud down the columns of the
morning paper, as Maria entered. 1t was
a magnificent drawing room. The Tre-
VOrs were not rich; but they were worldly,
and knew exactly how to make appearances
their tool.
Mamma, what do you think % exclaim
ed Maria, breathless and angered THAT
Ruth Murray. whom we met at Wardley
Plaee-ths pretty blonde told you Of"
hot e bar Io-
Maria stopped for breath. and Charles look
ed quickly up, with deep flush upon his
cheek.
''She's nothing but dressmaker.'
'&Nonsense, Maria you surely must be
mistaken
''But I am not mistaken, mamma. I
saw her this very morning at Miss Mac
kensie's and she tried my dress on with her
own hands u
"SurelY my love, Kate Wardley would
never invite young person in that social
position To-
"But, mamma, the Wsrdleys are so odd.
you never know what freaks they may be
guilty of. The idea of common dress
maker presuming to associate with those
who are so far above her,
Stop moment, Maria, said Charles
Trevor, advancing into the room al have
yet to learn in what respect Miss Murray
is at all inferior to any of the guests at
WardIy Place In my estimation, her
beauty, grace, and intellect place her far
above any young lady there !''
There, mamma, told you just how
p said Maria, turning to her mother
foolish a1Ourb 70