Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1873-04-26
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The snow was falling like myriad flight
of tiny, white-winged birds. the December
blast howled mourntuily through the twi-
/ light streets, when the lights were begin
nlng to slime out here and there, solitary
DeacOns OF tire, aud Grace and Myra Payne
were sitting before the crate III their cosy,
weli-uscd sitting room, taking.
Grace had been durnlug stockings "a
! piece ot domestic tinSer-cralt hot particu-
laliy ornamental, but nevertheless most
essential ana Myra was doltlus the edge
Of shirt collar with stitches like seed
/ pearls. But II was grown TOO dark ~
/ work now, and they sat in the ruddy shine
/ oi the CRATE hre, enjoying the season com
monty known as blind mans holiday
Now, Grace, I'm sure you'll think bet
! ter Ol 1t, SAID Myra, coaXingly.
Don't think there's the least prospect in
/ life OF any such thing returned Grace.
Stay, thouSh-we nave not photograph
| ed our herOlnCs for the eye OF the readers
fancy. Well, they were Two pretty girls,
although i'll somewhat different STYLES. Ny
ra, the elder by q year, was tail and sien.
der, with dark, lansuid eyes, an oval face,
and jet black hair, slightly rippled. Grace
/ was small aud sprlghtly, rather inclined to
be pump than otherwise, with big brown
| eyes, ful! OF liquid laughter, a skin like
( rOse-cOiUred satin, and brown curis, which
could no more have been coaXed TO liz
straight than So many grapevine tendrils.
ou are really gong TO marty COM
mon mechanic y Persisted Myra, remon.
straLiveIy.
We'll, | think he IS rather an uncommon
one, myself
but our papa is gentleman
Our papa is a lawyer by profession, Ny
IA, but don't think he is any more Of a
Mechanics are not gentleman y
Yes they are, if they behave themselves.
Now, look here, Myra,' and the big brown
eyes became very resolutr, Il am very glad
that you are engaged to II Wall steeet pro-
ker, who lives III IL brown stone house, but
- ""i', "r,, ,hnk thai gives, you the privilege
! OI CrltlclsIu9 my lover (!
| But he is 80 poor, Grace
lie has health and strength, and his
own right arm To help him.
Aud you will have to work.
'Well. what then My goodness gra-
ciOus, and grace elevated two little plump
hands, what do you suppose these were
given to me for? To wear kid gloves and
diamond rings only, and TO gather roses
No, indeed | can lind a better use fol
them than that
Yes, | am 50 you may just AS wei
leave oil lecturiug me, said Grace, aucliy
i plead guilty To all your accusations.
am going TO marry nothing but mocha
ulc. | shall live in half Il house | can
go out in IA carriage, nor give parties, ant
think very likely that shall not unire
quently wash dishes, sweep rooms and lrol
my husbands shirts. And through 1t al
expect To be very happy
Myra sighed aud abandoned the useles
argument. What was to be done with s.
very unreasonable damsel as this
A bright little hearthstone--a kettle sing
ing ON the hOd the crimson carpet, no
Brussels, nor velvet, but simple Ingram
aud the plain, heat furniture, with GraC
smiling AT the ready spread table-thls wa
pleasant home for Walter Genis To com
to after MS days work IN the great ma
chine shop was over.
Upon my word he said gaily, / thnl
we're happier here than Myru in her bi
house, with her parties aud her vstln
list, and her swarm of servants. DO so
know, Gracle, | almost le,L AT one nm
that | WAS doing wrong IL marrying you
Wrong, Waiter 2
'Myra seemed 10 think you were such
victim
Do look like victim p demurely ASK
ed Grace.
Why, no. can't say think you dc
but wish l could nave brought YOU to
house AL your "~n, my pet. Never mind
some day you shall reign in palace wol
thy OF YOU =
Nonsense, Walter; could | be happie
anywhere than with ynur
Are you happy love p
She rOHc from ner scat and came over I
her husbands side, looking full into hi
face with eyes 80 eloquent that oil the dc
tlunarles III creation could not have spoke
more plainly.
Yes, he knew that she was happy.
Mrs. Linley too, thought she was happy
aud pitied poor, dear GLacie' from the W
ry bottom of her heart. No servants, n
silver napkin rings, no double damask Ia
BILE. cloths with embroidered monogram
on them; no carriage, no Wilton carpet
, nor brocatel curtains. What could life b
worth without these 7 And then, too. sh
lived SO outlandishly actually dining i
the middle ut the day, and having-sOo
iates - pork aud cabbage occasionally
and fried onions Mrs. Lindley was quit
sure that she could not have existed unde
such fearful confederation Otcircumstance!
OF course we must continue to Wis
them,' said Myria, inhaliug the Lubin pei
fume from her Valenciennes-edged pocket
handkerchief, but really am quite asian
ed to have our carriage seen in such con
, monplace street.
/. She's your sister, said Mr.. Linlcy, AN
f Genlis is good fellow, after all
5 Il know it-but common mechanic
4 And Myra took out her pearl tablets
y look over her visiting list.
; Grace Genlis knew very we'll that Mr.
Gnsiavns IindlaQ desnisah her and her ln