Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1875-04-21

BRIGHT POINTS IN WASHINGTON LIFE.

A bright little soul, who supported her.
self in the departments for some time, is
Miss Serita Brady, whose charmingly en-
tertaining letters to the newspapers have
familiarized her to many firesides. She is
somewhere in the youthful twenties, on
its sunniest slope, with small, round, we'll
formed figure. eyes full of life and light.
and conversation sparkling with bon mots.
She left her desk over year ago to try
her fortune in journalistic fields, but with
a promise that if unsuccessful she could
return to the protection of Uncle Sans
roof-tree.
She was visiting some friends in New
York who were personal friends Of A. T.
Stewart, the prince of dry goodism. Her
friends and self were invited by his high
ness to visit his palace prior to its grand
opening. Miss Brady, pencil and note
book in hand. accompanied the party from
basement to Mansard roof. listening at
tentively to everything said and shown,
and after reaching home went to her room
and wrote very interesting letter of all
she had seen and heard. She then en-
closed the MS. to Mr.. Stewart, and and
asked him if the statements therein con-
tained were correct and satisfactory. and
whether he would object to her using them
for publication. The reply of the veteran
millionaire was Enthusiastically to the
point. Expressing his pleasure at the
charming manner in which she added lus-
tire to his name and business, he begged
her to accept slight testimonial Of his
esteem in the shape of 800 bill.
Miss Brady g mother was Cuban, and
the little lady herself first saw light under
tropical skies, which two facts account for
the glowing depths of her dark eyes and
her versatile fancies.
Among the guests accommodated at
Mrs. Webb's house in Georgetown was a
certain legationist Baron Won Vavre by
name. He passed through the Depart
ments one day on an inspecting tour,
along with party of friends, and was ar
rested by the sight of fair sweet face
crowned with a golden glory, bending in.
dustriously over some piece of writing.
He looked so long that his companions
chafied him upon his sudden smite. He
returned after few hours spent with his
friends, and inquired about the beautiful
girl, and was soon afterward an inmate
Of her house on the Heights.-The half
sister, who dressed well, visited, and did
nothing, laid claim to the nobleman's at
tention, and the mother did all she could
to assist her daughter, but the Baron had
eyes and thoughts for the neglected
maiden. who rose so early in the morning
and marketed, and made her pretty sim
pie dresses with her own nimble fingers,
and went patiently through summer heat
and winters snow to her desk in the Gov
ernment office. So. he offered her his
hand, his heart. and his fortune of $50, 900
per annum, and she became the lovely
blide of nobleman in every sense of the
word. | remember how beautiful she
looked in her flinty white dress with silk
en- light sheening through its lacey meshes,
and pearls, whose years numbered as ma
ny as the beads which formed the neck
lace. saw picture of her, taken from
an oil painting. after she had lived as a
happy bride and beautiful mother in far
off Germany She sat in half-covered
arbor with half wreath of flowers fall
ing careessly from her lap to the ground.
Her arms and neck are both bare and per-
fectly free from ornaments, yet so exquis-
itely moulded that iewelry would merely
take away from them their beauty. Her
beautiful hair is parted-"one moonbeam
from the forehead to the crown" and
combed smoothly back from her lovely
face. She is the idol of her husband and
the admired of all the mobiles.