Connecticut western news., 1872-10-04
LOVE IN A DOLLY WARDEN. 5,

l bought the calico myself. So, you see, there couldn't have been any possible mistake aboutit. Nine yards, the regular Dolly Warden pattern-so the shop-girl told me- at all events; great islands of pink and blue morning glories, surround ed by ripping waves of green vines, and humming bird the size of life tangled up in each vine!
 "Isn't it rather-rather large9" said I, dubiously.
 "Dear me, no sir!" said the shop girl, looking at me as if I had been South Sea Islander, ignorant of all the ways of civilized life. "It's small for the fashion,"
 Ut would make pretty curtains" said I, satirically.
 "Dolly Vardens always comes iii large patterns, sir,'' said the girl; and Pm quite sure the young lady don't want any old fashioned thing"
 Nine yards of French calico at forty cents yard-and good deal of trouble I and the pretty shop girl had in making change out af five dollar bill. Iremem- Der 1t all just as distinctly as if it were yesterday and particularly good reason have to remember it, as you will per- ceive when you have read this full and frank statement of affairs.
 bought the Dolly Warden, and sent it out to Cedar Glen by express, and Milly wrote back letter full of ecstatics and exclamation points, containing the distinct assertion that "there never was euch a love of 8 pattern" and also the fact that she had it "made up exquisitely," and that I was "the darlingest duck of a brother that ever lived"
 Be sure and come up next week." wrote Milly. :" I am sure you must want change, and little Joe has got the dearest pearl of tiny tooth, and the trout baked in wine here are simply superlative, and there is a receipe for lobster salad dressing that Harold says Delmonico can't excel. The house IS 1ul of nice people, and l fully expect you to fall in love with Ariel Aubrey, Southern beauty and heiress, who is here with the St. Johns. And furthermore, Harold wants me to tell you that the fishing is glorious-streams as dark and cold as Styx, plenty of shade and no mosquitoes. And if you could bring me up piece and half of blue velvet ribbon just the shade of the morn ing glory in the sample inclose- the Basar says it is the thing for the founce III hA-A-ADuJ~-Nd NdIuehs DuG don't trouble yourself unless it comes right in your way"
 Comes right in my way" indeed Dld Mllly suppose pieces of blue velvet ribbon walked up Wall Street, or thrust themselves into omnibus windows? I murmured gentle blessing on the un- reasonableness or womankind, and con- trived to lose the ''sample" out of my poe ketbook. Wouldn't you have done the same yourself9
 But I'll run up to the Glen,"I solilo- qulzed. "Cedar shadows, and whistling black kbirds, and cool trout streams gurg- Ing their brown waters over messy rocks ! sound delicious this tropical weather. And really would like to see Miss Aubrey although it is too hot to get up anything but languid Irritation until the ther- mometer falls below ninety"
 So when Saturday afternoon came round:-with the steeple of old Trinity in a scintillating haze of heat, and the very pine apples and bananas in Fulton Market seeming to wilt and shrink under sur- shine hotter than their own equatorial clime-l put clean shirt, an extra dust CT, and my silver incrusted dressing case into valise, and just caught the Hudson River train as it steamed out of the Grand Central abomlnation.
 Everybody was on board; old Jone. and his three daughters going to West Point, MT. and Mrs. Fred Featherbrain en route for the Catskills, and Miller and his wife and plump twins going to a farm where ''ekeap board" was advertised, and where they blindly hoped to find "alll the con- forts of a home, e," as per prospectus. Everybody's baby was crying-and when one considered the weather, one could hardly find the heart to blame the poor little pink nosed mites. I have always contended that it would be good thing for government to board all the babies in an ice house during the heated terms; but one or two mothers to whom have in-