Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1872-03-07
MISS CARRINGT0N.


alone in a quiet corner of the parlor-a
crave creature, with great shy, brown
ewes. and wonderful breadth of fore
head Outside there was a merry cho-
rus of voices, and peeping through the
half-closed shutters, she could see IA
laughing party at crOquet, the girls
moving about like pretty blossoms, in
bright sashes and bows-the gentlemen,
i'm their soberer costumes, forming Il
suitable contrast in the picture. Be
voud them, the shrubbery stood up,
glossy and green, showing here and
there. like a piece Of rare embroidery,
network of climbing roses and honey
suckles
There was nothing sad or sombre IN
the whole scene, and thinking this, with
tie sigh, she drew further back in
90 the corner. II was well she had not
Joined them. In her gray dress, float
ing about her like cloud, she would
have been ont of place--a shadow upon
The roses and lilies.
| cont mean TO convey the idea for
moment that the heroine OF my sketch
WAS morbid or Oyer-sentlmental but
she was one OF those women in life who
cannot be butterflies, because, from the
start, Nature intended them for queens
She could not talk nonsense by the
hour: but she could say arch, witty
things, and give an opinion on any sub
loct that struck right TO the heart of it,
| think because she was sharp, and
more gwen 10 books than to dressing
Iud flirting, that the gentlemen stood
IN awe OF her; while the girls kept
aloe, because they could not under
stand her. Where other girls names
wore abbreviated into pet names, she
was always Miss Darlington. No ole
cpiled her Lizzie, or Lib, or mt best
uythiug beyond stately Elizabeth
This particular morning of which |
write, AL these thoughts came home to
her, us she sat alone in the cool, wide
room. and listened to the merry sounds
from without. As q general thing it
did not trouble her MS she stood So by
herself What did she care for these
shallow men-thcse brainless, thought.
less women But this morning, she
kew we'll enough that one, ut least,
among the players was not shallow, but
Is tue, brave, man, earnest aud strong,
Hs some men are-geutlc and good, rs
"le some women.
But--aud here she sighed the sill
est glrl, with the pretuest face, held
hm captive, leading him as she pleased
IN her tlowery CHAINS. He gathered
blossoms when the game was through.
and stood beneath n trellis of roses
aud banded light gay words with her.
70 her weakness, he seemed only to
show weakness. The lion strength was
hidden or gone, Al why did such
men invariably seek such woman2
With this question, Elizabeth turned
80 Jhe open book upon her lap. 1t was
that rare volume which has charmed
end blessed So many hearts, con the
Heights She had dreamed over il
for many weeks, and now it was as
Lga-a and sweet to her rs ever. As she
road step sounded in the hall. The
blood qmckeuod in her veins, and n
bright flush came to her checks. All
how soon she tad learned Robert Bur
lolgh's step how quickly she could
tell 1t as il sounded away down the
gravel paths Was Jennie Locke, in
NIL her soft tou,ishuess, half SO foolish
us she Amt now a spray of belarla
Eel. upon her huok-pale scarlet. cool
and waNou. What did he meaui Did
be think sine was like that cold. mean
lugIess thing, without warmth or fra
GRANGE She was not quiet and cool
p'W, her eyes flashed, and upon her
the impulse was strong to grind the
spray TO powder IN her hands As wise