The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-02-16

A sweet-faced lady in a white
cashmere morning robe now en-
tered, with the true courtesy -of the
well-bred patrician.
81 am Miss Burton" and Muri-
el blushed at the false pride which
caused her to drop her own name;
"you advertised for a governessY"
/ Her sweet, Iady-ike manners evi-
IDENTIFY favorably impressed Mrs.
Vanderyn.
"Yes-you are not the applicant?'
She looked a little inquisitively at
Muriel.
'Yes, 1naam. I assure you I am
older than I look; I can play very
well and feel myself competent to
instruct in at least the preliminary
points of the French language.
| Mrs. Vanderyn smiled at the ca
gerness of her manner.
"And your recommendations, my
childw
Muriel paled--she had never
thought of that!
81 have none, for. this viii be my.
first place. Please let me come on
trial, Mrs. Vanderyn, and if 1 don't
suit I'll not charge anything"
/
The lady laughed outright this
time.
ooh, I guess theregl be no diff
Guilty about that. viii you be sat
isfed with five hundred dollars a
year?''
Muriers eyes sparkled.
Indeed I will, ma'am. May I
stay now?'
And that was the way celia Bur
ton" unconsciously made one link
in her chain of fate.
"wnf I go down to St. Grace to
see this wonderful paragon the old
lady is SO enthusiastic over? May
I be eternally tormented with a dis
gusted conscience if I dor
he was handsome fellow, with
an open, independent face and a
mischievous smile lurking in his
bold blue leyes-not bad, villainous
eyes, only bold, honest. wide-awake.
He tore the letter contemptuous-
ly in two.
ssNo offense to the kind hearted
old lady, who evidently dotes on this
faultless grand daughter of hers
I'll bet hundred dollars 1 can de
scribe this perfect specimen of fe-
male loneliness at one trial"
He tossed the fragments of the in
vitation in the waste basket, and
then settled his feet comfortably on
the desk before him.
Tall, awfully innocent, freckled
face, rawbened and angular, with,
maybe, a cross eye to improve her.
It's always the way with 'em. These
excruciatingly praised-up people
you have never seen generally turn
up a fraud. By George! amt she
a picture!n
The last expression fell from his
lips in a very different tone of voice
from his half spiteful solilOquy, and
Wiley Rathmere, of the dignified
firm of 'Ratllmere and Engleton",
sprung in a very unlawyerlike man
ner from his chair, and rushed to
the window.
And just in time to stare impo-
lfteIy in BTuriel Lambert's lovely.
face, and bow halfvaguely to little
Mrs. Vanderyn.
"Oh, Mrs. Vanderyn, he was SO
handsome! Who was itg' RgI
MurieTs cheeks were bIushing
with the remembrance of his ardent
gaze; and Mrs. Vanderyn laughed
at her starry eyes.
"He? Oh, it's young Mr.. Engle-
ton of the firm of-Engleton and
there, Inever can remember the
partners name. It was a long time
before 1 could distinguish between
the gentlemen themselves"
"Engletony It'sgaveiy beautiful
name"
Il shall expect to see him down
to the house now, Miss Burton. He
is a great ladies' man; one of our
few cavaliers who are sans re-
prochs."
Muriel walked on, wondering why
her heart kept throBbing SO, and
thinking how very handsome Mr..
Engleton's eyes were.
And back in his Office chair Wi
lev Rathmere was yowing to him
self he'd get an introduction to that
fair-faced girl before the world was
a fortnight older.
"Just suppose I'd gone and seen
that girl at St. Grace and missed
this wondrous revelation Of beauty.
Bah! the very name of Muriel Lam
bert sickens me! ConfOund it, if l
don't admire that little beauty alto
gethcr too much for first sightP
True to Mrs. Vanderyn's pleasant
| prophecy, the young lawyer called; /;
and he and Miss Burton were intro
duced in proper style, with a slight
/ exception.
Mrs. Nanderyn's '-memory,' as
.