Connecticut western news., 1872-08-30

NOlu yOu ldSL 0tSECS OSOASy, tuA1 h ould have to be from home an hour ol two this evening. There is to be meet. ing of the officials of the mill at half-past seven. should be too tired to dress and g up to your aunt's afterwards.
 "l have torgotten," she said quietly; SC quietly that he thought she did not care When he was gone she went to her bed. room to arrange her toilet for the call. She had genus for dress; and, despite the mended gloves, she looked as sty fish as she did pretty.
 Just as she approached her aunt's gate old Mrs. Halliburton, in her velvets and steelest of steel-colorcd silks, was be. ing handed from her carriage by her son. The Haliburtons were the owners of the mill in which John Randall was employed Stephen the only son, had just returned from five years residence abroad. These two facts caused Georgy to scrutinlze the mother and son somewhat closely and do- ing so, Stephen Halliburton raised hls hat to her,
 "A pretty face," he remarked, careless ly, to his mother. "I suppose it is some one have known or should know" Old Mrs. Halliburton, with her keen eyes and beak nose glanced sharply back toward Georgy, whom she had not perceiv. ed, and nodd.d.
 "It is that young person whom Jane Appleton brought up. She is married now to one of our men, believe"
 Georgy found Paul Appleton and h,s bride holding a sort of formal reception. TLe rooms-where her own wedding had been solemnized year b fore were quite filled with guests. A very dainty and graceful bride was the new Mrs. Paul, Tn her lavender tram and point lace shawl. Gcorgy tried not to feel the least tinge of envy as she looked at h,r.
 Aunt Appleton had always sense of gratitude towards her protege for having torborne to fascinate either of her own iageable boys, and this gratitude crop ped out in active kindness under the exul- ation she felt over Paul's match.
 Georgy moved easily about the we'll furnished rooms; somewhat she seemed just fitted for such surroundings. The subdued, we'll bred manners, the faint perfumes, the refined faces, and the rich dresses, were like stimulant to her. She needed such quickeMing to be fully herself. Her composed, delicate beauty unfolded to perfection in this atmosphere.
 She had been talking to one and anoth- er, taking in shapes and trimmings with her quick artists eye, and in pause was just rejecting upon the hang of the new curtains whea voice said near her:
 "I seem not to he able to recall you at all, Mrs. Randall. Yet must have known you before went away. My mother has just told me your name, and have come to reclaim acquaintance if you will permit me-"
 'I remember you perfectly, MT. Hali- burton," Georgy returned quietly. II was hardly grown up when you left us, five years ago."
 "Five years ? An, true enough Won't you take this chair2 What love. ly lily! Why, it is not real?'
 "NO; these wax how are very like nature, though - almost a plagiarism; {; don't you think so, MT. Haliburton?"
 "Why, yes. It must be quite difficult to make them. l dare say they bring 8 good price,"
 Under her serene smile quick thought went through Georgy Randalls's mind. She began to examine the gentleman be- fore her with interest.
 Stephen Halliburton was gentleman by habit, and 8 man of the world by 8 force of circumstances. But nature intended him for diligent, painstaking, perser- vering man of business.
 If he was not great or very good man, it was because he had so much time, so much money, so much fattery. He was spoiled by his opportunities, yet he needed only the right influence to elevate him beyond himself. He was thirty years old now-he was past the age when man disdains to be led by woman. But Stephen Halliburton had never disdained it. He had always been led by the keen eyed, beak-nose woman in steel silk, who, as Georgy talked with the heir, sat hold ing her wine-cup up to the freight not far off. "
 The heir seemed to like Mrs. Randalps talk; perhaps because there was SO little of it. In return he was rather unreserved -gossiping about his plans and his pros. peots. He sad that he was glad to get home. He meant to settle down at Mill vile now; look after his factories and the operatives, and introduce some improv ments He wanted better class of work -more tasteful designs; he hadn't seen a pretty print from the factory. Didn't Mrs. Randall agree with him 9''
 Yes; she agreed with him. It was a strange basis for parlor gossip - oils, chemicals, designs for calicoes. He was surprised te find how much she knew about it; and ske-she was a little sur prised herself. The most delicate pink begun to flush her cheeks, the irises of her eyes grew into great black flakes, full of luster. All at once, at last, she turned casual glance without the window.
 Why" she said, with a slight start, Git is almost dark. And believe it is raining. l must go at once."
 She stepped towards the window. Great plashing drops were falling upon the lagstones. The dull November daylight was almost gone.
 Mr. Halliburton rose also.
 "Did you walk9" he inquired. "Let us take you home. My mother will be going soon."
 The little stir attracted Mrs. Appleton, who-most of the guests having gone was devoting herself to Mrs. Halliburton.
 Stay to tea, Georgy," she suggested. John knows you are here-does he not9"
 "Yes; but it is raining. think I had better not stop"
 II have been asking Mrs. Randall to take seat with us, mother," lnterpoeed Stephen Halliburton.
 "Ah, yes!" said the lady, with con- tracted nostrils and prolonged lip again. II shall be happy"
 And then the keen eye overlooked Georgy, as if to ask if there were any just cause why the Halliburton carriage, the Halliburton horses, and it might be the Halliburton heir, shonld traverse the lengtl. of Millville to take home this young person, who had married one of the Hali- burton employees.
 Georgy stood unmoved, a little con- cerned as to whether her last dress and bonnet should walk or ride, not at all concerned as to her own disposal.
 The factory bell had done ringing, and John Randall was in sight of home inst as