Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1874-11-11
MISS DUBARLE,S RELATIVES.
BIZ NY RANDOLPH.

Miss Dubarle was five-and-forty years
Of age on the nineteenth Of March 1S-,
we'll, no matter what year. And she
was stout and short, with ankles like
pump handles and no visible waist; and
hands that were red and fat, instead of
white and slender; and features that be-
longed to no Grecian type or Roman
mould, but seem to be setting up sui
generjs, each on it's own special account,
with no reference whatever to the
others For the world is not altogether
stocked with Venuses and Hebes, what
ever the romance writer's would like to
make us believe, and there is no reason
why plain female cannot be heroine
IN spite Of her looks.
But we have not mentioned the most
important fact of all. Miss Dubarle
had forty thousand dollars of her
own.
Ard that was, without doubt, the
reason that her relatives sent her press
ing invitations to "come and visit
them, a>ld dispatched cases of wine and
hampers Of game and boxes of new
books down to Dubarle Farm; and the
little girls worked hideous pincushions
and tides 10 decorate her rooms; and
young men wrote acrostics for her birth
day, and everybody listened politely to
her speeches, however prolix they might
be. For rich old maid is worth cul-
tivating, and it wasn't at all likely, now,
that Miss Dubarle would ever marry.
1t was bleak October afternoon, the
red and brown leaves whirling round
and round IN the blast, and the great
wood fire upon the hearth sending,
every now and then, spiteful little
gushes OF smoke into the room where
Miss Dubarle andher second cousin and
companion, Janet Heath. sat together,
working crochet roses for a counter
pane.
Janet said Miss Dubarle, politely,
you're fool"
Janet looked up with flush of color
on her pretty %cheek. She was not at
all unaccustomed to these little compli-
mentaly remarks on the part of Miss
Dubarle.
'sBe a sensible girl, added the elder
female. "Give him up, and I'll buy
you blue silk dress and black lace
shawl"
But love him, Miss Dubarle. !"
''Oh, psha-a-aw |" grimaced the
spinster. Love, indeed! I never
was in lover'
And" added Janet, growing more
rosy than ever, as she stopped to pick
up her ivory needle, 6 he says he would
be miserable without me. Don't please
be angry, Miss Dubarle, but indeed, in
deed, ] must marry him.
Miss Dubarle jumped upso suddenly
that the doing blackbird in its cage ut
tered shrill note of CONSERVATION.
VERY well, she said" very well,
Janet Heath. Pack your trunk as soon
as you please. [ can dispense with
your services at once. And pack mine
first, if you please, Janet Heath. %
''You are not going away, Miss Du-
barle!" queried poor Janet, IN conster-
nation.
I'm going to visit my relatives, .
said Miss Dubarle, with pursed-up lips.
And then little Janet knewthat her own
fate, as Jar as any worldly advantages
would be derived from her klnshlp to
the heiress, was sealed.
Put In the black silk gown, Janet,
SAID Miss D4barle, in tone as lugubrl-
Gus as II she were giving orders for her
own funeral. "Of all sins, Iregard in
gratitude as the basest-and the China
Grape scarf-to think that have nursed
a1Viper to turn and sting me at last
And don't forget my easy slippers
though | don't know either why my
corns should be entitled to any more
consideration than my poor bruised
heart"
And then. as Janet Heath began to