American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1872-10-19

Fly away you noisy bee,
DO mol use my property
Maulie, that most priceless prize
Maudie, hand, and hair, and eyes,
Is my own!
London Society for September. .
TRUST HER NOT.
There Is q sluggish softness in the air.
is the first week in August; and July
Is been damp enough to relax every
ing in nature damp enough to relax
e will of the indomitablc woman who is
amping along the three miles of dusty
|ad that intervene between her village
bme and the small market-town whore
lhe can get butter ut a reasonable price.
Butter Mt reasonable price is great
bnsideration with Miss Paulett; so are
yrs: so are meat, and bread, and house
ent. So, Indeed, is everything. For she
! 80 maiden all forlorn," trying to live
Ike a gentlewoman on q very limited
Income.
For ten years, now, she has pursued her
heat little inoffensive way in this village of
|feelf into a villa-surrOunded town.
Her house is the end house of pictur-
f1que, unpretentious little crescent,
hich can boast of goOd-siZed, wcllkept
rden in front, and which is shut off
ON the high road and the gaze of pas
rs-by by high red brick wall, that is
|ell crowned with ivy. The house is ex-
ttly like every house in the crescent, in
eality. But it lopoks very different to the
rass door-knob has a higher polish, than
hose of the other houses in the crescent.
She is rather more anxious than usual
{o-day as to the results of her marketing
u Balsingham. A young neice has come
own,-a fastidiOus young lady, who re-
uires to be daintify served, without at all
Dnsidering at what cost the service is
endered.
The Young niece Is at home now in the
retty, bOwery room in the house i'm the
resent that Is parlor and dining-room
nd boudoir, all in one. This sluggishly
BIT air makes Miss Minnie Ward sleepy !:
s she reclines while her aunt goes in
earch of butter for the fair young beings
She is very pretty and pleasant to look
3, albeit she Is bored, and hot, and sleepy,
|Oftly warm day. Curled up, like a cat,
n the sofa in the shadiest corner of the
bonn, she is lazily watching the shadows
)ome and 20 through the halfdrawn,
hrab Venetian blinds. Chow can they
have the patience to go on doing hdt2'
she wonders. allow can any one have the
patience to go on doing anything down
bere%' She gets up, as she half mutters
This wonder, and stands at the window.
planted firmly on her well-shaped hips. in
4 semi-defiant attitude, that would have
called forth her grandmOther's reprOba-
ton. She is stall and stately" and she has
nice ewes, and pretty, yellowish hair.
Evidently she knows how to have her
clothes made, and how to put them on in
q way that will make her at least remark
able. Her hair is tumbled now, for. she
has been asleep for an hour but when its
yellow luxuriance is toned down 4 little,
we can easily imagine that the jet dagger
NAV stab her tresses becomingly enough.
At present, the weapon looks out of place.
She has natural turn-up nose, and an
acquired toss of the head and these two
things have to do very hard work in Min
MES service. For she conceives that in
order to do them justice she must be be-
witchingly saucy in manner.
To be brief, Miss Ward is spending hei
HOLIDAYS with her aunt for convenience
sake, and sorely against her own sweet
will. She is a governess, satisfied witt
her situation because she does not sec 6
means of lettering it yet; but keenly
on the lookout for promotion. At times
when no one is looking, there is a good dea
of wesriness in the fresh, fair, young face
and good deal OF discomfort and DISCUS
with the world for not recognizing he
claims better in the young, high spirit
Even now, when she turns away from tin
window with a sudden remembrance o
her tousled hair, and the onus that was OF
her of being neat by tea-time, she ejacu
lates impatichtly,E
aOh, dear! a week more of this ant
then back to that horrid teaching 70
She goes up yawning and weary to tn
little white nest of room that her aun
has given up to her,-the aunt retirin:
herself into q room in the rear of til
house, barren and arid by comparison.
1t is time to put this maiden aunt befOr
you. She is almost at the threshold of he
own door when Minnie goes up to ador
for the sacrifice, as she considers it, Of
ssrcgular set tea' at six O'Clock. Mis-
Paulett has walked fast and has com
home heavily laden. and the air is Oppre'
sive. But in spite of the WEAKNESS of tn
flesh,- She bEightens5 up in spirit as sh
comes through-1the crescenf-garden. an
hop6s heartily that ssMinnie will enjoy til
treats"
She has been living ten years in this 81
cluded village Alone and her young nice
Of twenty calls her ian old 'maid.' Blu
i'm spite Of these things, she is wOma
with long lease of life before her, in a
human probability. for she is healthy
and only Just past her thirtieth birthday
1t seems almost pity that this prObabl
long life should beas lonely as the last tc
years of it have been.
She is not tail and lissOm, like II,
twenty-year old niece; but she il cree
graceful, admirably proportional liz
face is clear cOmplexiOned, delicate fe
turcd frightened by pair of nut-brow
eyes that are precisely the same color :
the luxuriant hair that is wrapped
a clever coil at the back of h,
head. Altogether. she is a pretty an
a progressing woman; and why 81
should be lonely still is marvel to man
people,
She looks round the room, and a shas
of annoyance crosses her face swiftly.
is one Of her attributes to be daintily nea
The small room, that Is at the same tin
aining-hall and saloon. is always fresh III
fair and scrupulousiy well arranged VIII,
she is alone; now the cushions are pils
ND untidily. the sofa-rug is trailing on Il
floor books newspapers, magazines. al
ahalf-made white muslin tunic, are litter,
about on different chairs; and wort
all, in her progress from the room Mi
Ward has upset light wicker-stand
flowers, which has stood i'm safety just j
side the door during the whole of Il
summer.
Miss Paulett has just fulfilled porto
Of her mission in life by clearing up aft
her niece when that young lady comes II
,lulating into the room. Her hair is tOu
led still; but now. according to certa
rules and the big Jet dagger stabs it vii
a welllefined aim. She has put on fires
laces and fresh ribbons. The laccs are IN
reoI end the ribbons are pODr and films =