The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-05-10

due rent, skilfully engineered the
conversation away from the rocks
and shoals which pOrtended the ship
wreck of our domestic peace.
eyes, indeed" said Miss Bydex-
te ?, uncontiously following mammals
lead, and plunging into the great
''serYice" channel. I've been very
badly treated; but servants are a
thankIess race. Louisa has left me,
the ungrateful thing Forty dollars
month 1 was paying her, too"
''That a great sum to pay" said
mamma; and knew the pang with
which she was thinking that this
was exactly the sum in which she
was indebted to DIR. Mortimore
Not large amount in itself, to be
sure, but enough to make US shrink
from encountering him. Had I not
gone a quarter Of mile out of nay
way, only yesterday, to avoid the
necessity of passing his door? Alas!
do the rich ever dream Of the thou
sand barbed arrows of mortifcatio
which daily and hourly pierce the
souls of the poor? I think not.
swell, said Miss Bydexter, play
ing with the handle of her diamond
studded eye-glass, ''she wasn't exact
ly a servant, you know, Mrs. Had
leigh; more of companion. She
read to me, and did ny hair sweetly
and kept all my laces in such charm
ing order. I shall never, never, be
| able to replace Louisa. I offers her
fifty dollars to- stay with me, for I
didn't know how on earth I was 60
ing to manage without her-just as
L was gong to New York, too. But
she had got pack of silly nonsense
into her head about some young
Frenchman or other that wanted to
mary. Marry, indeedl Such peo-
pie haven't any business TO marry,
and [ am sure Louisa will live to re-
pent it "
TDus Miss Cornelia Bydexter, rat
tick on, quite certain that trivialities
of her daily life must possess deep
interest Tor h auditors, for no one
had ever dared to tell the millionaire's
daughter that she was a fool. 1
heard her without hearing, although
1 was listening all the time-the plan
which had flashed into my head
seemed so ridiculously visionary
and yet so simple: And when she
rose to take her leave I rose too,
trembling slightly and clasping my
hands nervously together.
Papa" | began, II have been
thinking about it, and if you and
mamma do not Object"
''Well?' Papa looked q little sur
prisei; perhaps becase it was so
seldom that I ventured in his pre-
sence to express an opinion of my
own.
''I should so much like to go to
New York with Cornelia?"
"You dear little thing!" said Miss
Bydexter, smiling, patting my hand
with her mother-of-pea pearl-handled
fan; ''you will be exactly like a fairy
pliEcess.
Where the similarity existed no
body knew, nor did Miss Bydexter
take the trouble to explain. She
was accustomed to have people take
uSL IuGdHluS 1OI EIauCSu.
Mamma looked at me in a be-
wildered way, and soft reproach
shining out of her eyes. I could
read her face as if it was an open
book. Before papa she dared not
say out the truth:
"We want the money for our remit
Oh, how can Octavia be so strtnely
forgetful of our household needs?''
Very WE'LL" asserted papa, in his
grand Lord Chesterfield style.
"Jeannette. bring me my desk. And
fill that musty old inkstand wihl
fresh ink. Do you hear, chiid?"
And while Jeanette, who knew
that the ink in our house was among
the things that were, futtered into
The corner bakery to borrow little
out of the gray stone bottle that al
ways stood on Mrs. BaileV's c sh-
de-k, papa went on, talking lo!tily
on the probable pleasures that I
should enjoy in the great metrOpO-
lis of the Western world.
"I am told that the coming sea-
son promises to be particularly bril-
liant in New York" said papa gra-
oiously; 'and only wish, ladies" =
vi Ii a stately bow towards Miss By
dexter, which would have done no
discredit to Department Turvey-
'rop''-:'that I was young enough
to be your escort. Jeannette, you
Eave been a long time bringing that
ink; but nobody hurrios themselves
to perform my behest nowadays"
Papa" pleaded poor Jeanette,
turning red and white, 81 went as
quick as 1 could"
Papa d d not no ice her words,
but with shaking hOnds, and many
unnecessary houishes, he drew the
check for the last hundred and fifty
dollars. we had in the world until the
next dividend day, six months of,
should reinforce the fountain Of
Pactolus. And al to deceive Miss
Bydexter who wasn't deceived in
the least.
''Hese, nay daughter. he said,
folding Ii dehbera' Q y and handing it
to me, while mamma looked on in
breathless dislnay, and Jeannette's
eyes grew bigger and bluer than ever.
1 followed Miss Bydextor down to
the door, and the wheels OF big choco-
late-eolored Bydexter carriage were
laundering off over to the uneven
pavement, when mamma came down
also, looking pale and purturbsd.
"Octavia, my daughter" she be-
gan, Chow could you"
"Hush, mammal" I put my hands
with a little hysterical laugh, over