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aughed until I thought he never would

stop. a'' -'"
Was yerfectly furious, but a bright
thought came to me. can is it laughin'
at me ye'd be? Faith, an its no jintlcmau
yese are, to be pokin' fun at poor colleen" !"
"Excuse me-" he said, +" but you do look
to very funny" and he held a pocket glass
right before my face. I did not considers
it at all funny, but barbariously cruel
This very stranger, before whose bewil-
dered vision I had expected to hover 10 all
witchery Of crimps, paniers and floating
draperies, to pounce upon me at such a
moment, all covered with -four, molasses
and cliugiug egg shells If it had been a
Pawnee chieftain, his taste might have
been fully satisfied, but this gentleman !!
I could scarcely keep back the tears.
"The misthress is out" said savagely.
Will she be back this evening
"Ycs, SIR"
"Please tell her, then, that Mr.. jamie
son has arrived, and will be here tonight"
Yes, sir" and much to my relief he
left me, went back to my eggs. "How
shall I clear up the horrid stuff ?" asked
myself in despair. Finally uerved my
self to the task, aud went down humbly
upon my knees; but broken eggs are very
treachcrous, and slipping, fell with my
nose right into the sticky substance. For
ten minutes I wished myself man, that I
might say something very forcible and
very naughty, and did not recover the
usual high tone of my morals until l bad
cleaned everything, taken refreshing
BATH and composed myself to sleep.
I was very tired, SO that 1 did not wake
up until after my auut's return. She
laughed heartily at the account Of my
trials, but promised not to betray my ig-
norance. At supper Uncle David, man
like, asked what the matter was with the
bread, that it did not seem quite as good
as usual.
"Well," my aunt replied, "I did not
have time to attend to it," aud iuwardly
blessed her for not exposing me. The
stranger did not come uotil the next day,
and then, when knew he was 10 the gar
den, put on my finest silk stockings and
tiniest kid slippers, for, I said to myself,
I" this scar has so injured the comeliness
of my face, that my feet must do double
duty" and surveyed them with pardon
able satisfaction. Then I went tripping
down the stairs, or at least I intended to
do so, but my foot slipped, aud I rolled
from the top to the bottom, repeating the
insane performance several times upon
the gravel walk. Strong arms lifted and
aided ME in regaiuiug my equilibrium, and
a manly voice inquired
"Do you always come down stairs in
that way? should think that it would be
less dangerous to walk"
eff girls will wear those confouuded
high heels they may expect to have their
necks broken" growled my uncle.
was SO mortified and angry, that I
turned away without uttering a word in
reply, and limped up the stairs again. I
vas quite badly bruised, in spirit as we'll
as body, and going to my room 1 threw
myself upon The bed aud cried like baby,
in which melancholy condition my aunt
found me.
"Why, May" she said, "tell me where
you are hurt?
Everywhere" I sobbed, and think
the man is perfectly detestiblc."
"What. Mr.. Jameson! thought
you would like him very much. Was he
impolite :"
He was just hateful. He laughed at
me when I fell down the steps, and it
seems my mission to afford him amuse.
ment."
But, May, he came to me looking very
much concerned. and told me that l had
better follow you at once"
"Well, I never want to see him again
as long as live" .
30, you'll think differently 10 the morn.
ing. Let mo see where you are hurt"
So she bathsd my bruised body, although
she could not administer much soothing
balm to my wounded vanity. 1t did not
keep me awake, however, for I went to
sleep after awhile, and did not open my
eyes again until the morning sun came
smiling iu at my windows. Ny feelings
towards Mr.. Jameson were not amicable,
and avoided him IS much a. possible,
hoping. for some opportunity to Be re.
veuged npon him for the repeated morti6.
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