The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1873-07-09

Lady Alice, a dark and handsome
lover with a guitar and velvet cloak,
and a brilliant and beautiful rival to
the fair lady, who, disguised as a
waiting-maid, wove her spells about
Sir Eustace.
The play wound up with an elope-
ment. in which the rival escapes with
the false lover, leaving Lady Alice
to broken heart.
Absurd aud shallow as was this
plot, the play was rendered in the
most spirited manner. The part of
Lady Alice was played with touch
ing pathos, by lovely girl with fair
hair and gentle eyes, dressed in
simple white.
Mr.. Arundel pointed her out to
me.
The young lady is my daughter
Julia. She is called very pretty he
added a little complacently.
And merits the praise, [ assent
ed. warmly. But who is the dark
one-the bewitching Elise? 1 con-
fess I've fallen in love with her.
Mr.. Arundel laughed so heartily
that there were several cries of
Hush 20 ere he replied:
That young lady is my daughter,
Miss Elise Arundel, very much at
your service. She's a sad hoyden, [
assure you Arthur
Perfectly bewitching, at any rate
/ murmured.
In fact, could not keep my eyes
off the tall and dazzling beauty, who,
in short skirts, high heeled slippers,
velvet bodice, ruffled apron, and
captivating bit of head-dress, was so
bright and bewitching that it almost
seemed Sir Eustace might be par
doned for faltering in his allegiance.
But when the disguise of the French
waiting-maid was thrown aside, and
Elise appeared resplendent in scarlet
satin, with train Of velvet and rich
lace, her dark hair clustering in short
thick curls above her noble brow,
surmounted by a diadem of dia-
monds, her eyes sparkling, her
cheeks glowing with excitement. I
exclaimed aloud:
Glorious creature =
She may have heard, for she turn
ed and smiled on me.
Miss Elise is radiantly beautiful
said | to Mr.. Arundel.
do you think SO? Well, perhaps
you are right You see she's
younger than Julia, and a tomboy.
She's developing rapidly, no doubt
Mr.. Arundel seemed shaking with
uncomfortable laughter. I was dis
gusted. He had called that exquis-
ite creature by an odious name.
Miss Julia is evidently her papa's
favorite,' 1 thought to myself some
what bitterly.
Here come the young ladies them
Selves said Mr.. Arundel, the play
being over. Very fine actresses you
make, my dears.' He then presen-
ted me.
Miss Arundel held out her hand
half timidly. Miss Elise looked at
me with her large eyes, then said
heartily:
I noticed you from the stage, Mr..
Van Dyck, and knew at once I should
like you. 1 played my best to please
you
1 was little disconnected by this
candour; but every one
laughed, and Miss Julia asked:
Are you sure you didn't fancy
Mr.. Van Dyck the hero of the play,
and so make such an effort to fascin-
ate poor Sir Eustace|
You've guessed it exactly repli-
ed the frank young lady. You see,
Mr.. Van Dycl,' she went on, ad-
dressing me, sister Julia has been
battered till she expects all the at
5entions; but 1 claim you The
laring girl had actually taken my
arm.
Run away with Mr.. Van Dyck, if |
you please, Elise : cried Miss Julia,
olushing but joining in the general
augh.
You may have dance with your
if Mr.. Van Dyck chooses
% be regarded in that light, second
ID Mr.. Arundel.
Tve certainly no objections re-
orted laughing.
In another moment Elise and
we're whirling among the dizzy
valtzes.
Every one is looking and laugh
ng at u.s. remarked my eccentric
,artner, 'as if / danced like an
lephant.'
Impossible P' exclaimed I, dep
ecatingly. Your waltzing is the
cry essence of grace-the poetry
f notion
AT any rate, I've had enough of
!. 1t is lovely in the conservatory
ct us 60 in there and get cool by