Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1875-12-02

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their yellow, flowing hair blowing about
them, opened the door, snd stood in it.
They, both, were larger than Mysie. Mysies
papa took her from the sleigh and stood her
between them.
| 'Now, chickens, loye one onother," he
said, giving the rosy little Westerners hug.
Ellen and Jenny looked asksnce at the
bright purple and white creature. She awed
them like a grown-up lady; for as she encoun-
! ed the shy, brown eyes, she bowed and
smiled, inst as when she met her city mates,
| just as Margaret would; for Margaret had al
ways asked, Why shouldn't little girls have
manners:' And as nobody ever gave her any
good reason why they shouldn't, she had
taught her own to little Mysie. She kissed
the two country roses now; and then she wait
ed so quietly upon the doorstene, that at last
it did occur 50 Ellen to ask the ladies' in, and
to, herself, lead the way.
The way was through an immense kitchen,
whte-foored, high-raftered, clean-windowed.
Mysie shifted again as the train proceeded to-
ward the sitting-room.
What a perfectly delightful SMELL" she
said, with twinkling smile II believe
am hungry"
Brown-eyed Jenny pulled her sleeve. ''Say,
don't tyou want to look into the oven? Moth
er lets me and Ellen look in just as many
times as we want to. It's an 0,efl big one.'
Couldn't see, too:" asked the young lady
cousin, looking back from under her nodding
plumes. So they alt looked into the oven.
They became well acquainted over the tur-
key in three minutes while Ellen was 'basting'
him. He was most delicious-lo looking, golden
and brown fellow; and Margaret said he would
surely be Juicy
The was only rag carpet, and the furni-
ture was cheap maple; but little Myse had q
delightful day, although one of the organ
keys squeaked, and the rest were harsh
tone. There was a swing in the garnet, and
there were butternuts in the wood-house
chamber. Ellen and Jenny could hardly tear
themselves from her side, even to get their
treasures to show her. She seemed to fasci-
nate them Little Jenny necessarily smooth
ed the silk velvet of her shoulder, and arm,
and waist.
%, how pussyish you feel, cousin Mysie! l
wish I could have velvet dresses"
Little Myse sat and thought. The two had
their arms around each other; and now, as
Mysie whispered TO her, they wheeled about
and left the room. Ellen was setting the ta-
bic, and nobody missed them until they were
wanted for dinner. Ellen found them, at last,
up in the front chamber.
..Why, cousin Mysie! Why, Jenny Gratz."
she cried, forgetting her awe Of the beautiful
child in her amazement at what she saw.
"Mysie, Pm afraid your mother will whip
you"
Whip met" repeated Mysie, in shocked
tone.
And to think you have gone and ripped
bet you've cut it somewhere, and if you have,
you have spoilt it. Dinner is ready"
Even lovely Margaret looked thunder-struck
when the children came down. II it hadn't
been for Mysie's peculiar gold-colored hair
and rosebud mouth, even her nearest and
dearest wouldn't have known her, for she had
| on Jenny's bib apron and red frock, and they
hung loose, straight from the shoulders, in
the funniest bsggy folds, and the skirt came
to her ankles. Jennie had on the dahlia vel
! vet, and was almost as purple in the face as
the dress. There was a glimpse of white
linen showing between every button Of the
beautiful polonaise, as if it were slashed
waist 1t was so short it showed the tops of
her stockings. There was queer set about
the lips, and the forms showed traces of the
letting out, in the shape of creases and gap
ing stitches. Poor child! she would have
| burst the buttons if she had breathed at all.
Mrs. Gratz rose from the table. "Why,
Jenny Gratz! what haOs you coaxed little Ny
Myse into:"
Little Mysie' went straight to her mother.
''Please mamma, they hadn't velvet dress
| ia the house, and what is one velvet dress to
us.-and they think it feels beautiful"
''But you should have asked me, darling or
sister,"
':It was my own, surely, mamma"
"But, Mysie, you can see that it is Of no
use nor pleasure to your cousin. Unless you
are certain that gift is going 10 confer pleas
ure or comfort, you should ask advice of some
one who knows Do you think Jenny is
pretty in it,"
s4N-o-o-not 50 pretty as l thought she
would be-"
SIS she comfortable? Are you pretty in
the change? Are you comfortable? Are Ell
ther of you the happier"
By the time little Mysie was through sha-
king her head, she looked downcast enough.
They went back and changed dresses before
they had dinner. Jenny was glad to get out
of the beautiful 'pussey-dress, it was so tight
and hot
Mysie consoled her. "You shall have pus,
sy-dress that shall fit to you smooth and nice
and easy. You are my COUSIN, and it is 6
pity you cannot have what you like"
After dinner they hurried the day so that it
should be 'party-time' Ellen and Jenny
were anxious for the ride in the covered car.
riage-slegih.'
Just before dark Margaret took Mysie up to
their room nd dressed her. As Mysie never
fidgeted, and turned to LOOK into the glass, il
wasa short ia SIX.
"Miss Mysie is all ready" the child cried
in her joyous way as she re-entered the sitting
room like pretty vision. The hood of hel
tartan velvet o pera-cloak, scarlet and azure
with touch Of silver, silvery fringe and tas
sells, rendered h sr complexion still more daz
zling Her white dress with its rosebud loop
ings, showed un der the careless wrap. She
carried white fan, and bouquet of hot
house roses.