The Van Buren press., 1875-06-08
MISCELLANY.
Granny Carrigan's Cap Box.

NV wlleS cousin was slender, old
fashioned looking girl, with quiet, retr
ing manners, and habit of gliding about
with almost noiseless movements. /
used to call her the little grey ghost.
1t seemed to me, when my wife first
broaehed the subject, a Quixotc notion
to take the girl home with us but Mel
lies heart is SO large and so loving!
Just think of the poor child alone in
that wilderness ~ she said with plying
eyes " and we have plenty and to spare. "
so has Aunt Cheney"
"Yes, but she lives ill the baekwoods,
as solitary place as can he found The
poor child has had no mother for years,
her father has been an invalid ever since
she was zen years old, and now he is
gone it does seem hard she should be
condemned to solitude and old Aunt
Cheney. At least let us invite her to
come for season. Let us give her n
few moments Of pleasure, poor child
She will be delighted, SO astonished With
this bcwidering New York
| consented, of course, as good has.
bands are in duty bound to do, and on a
certain October afternoon drove to the
station for my wife's cousin. knew
her the moment she made her appear
ance, though had never seen her before
The little creature appealed to my sym
pathy at once by her indescribably for
lorn appearance. SO small so white. so
timid her lustrous grey eyes, her only
beauty, rowing around startled to un.
wonted lustre.
"Is this Susy Myriam?" asked.
Yes; was beginning to feel little
frightened at the confusion she said ;
{" you are Cousin Nellie's husband
| let her away from the crowd, and
she was silent and strange the whole way
home, utterly preoccupied with the sights
to be seen at all hours in our great me-
tropolis.
From that time Susy was one Of us
| mean in all that pertains to the man
ners and customs Of the household, and
yet never could feel any nearer degree
of friendship than that with which l well
coined her the first day to our pleasant
home
"She is so handy" said my wife.
"You don't know how many little things
she does, and yet | cant prevail upon her
to take single present from me, "
"She don't care for little vanities,
said
Don't she she's as fond of nice
things as anybody, I've found that out /;
but she has an absurd notion that unless
she earns costly jewels, she won't wear
them; won't be dependent even on me
for the most trihing ornaments She
admired the little, old-fashioned pearl
brooch that you always liked so well, and
offered it to her. No, insist as might
could not prevail on her to accept it, l
nave tried again and again to tempt her,
for really, | have so many useless things
that don't wear at all but it's no man
ner of use. She's the most obstinate lit
tie creature ever saw" "
Time passed, and became accustomed
to the slight grey figure sitting beside
nv wife or fitting about like contented
ghost Wife had found a companion for
her solitary hours, and | was glad. To
gether they haunted the picture galleries,
the art saloons together they shopped,
drove in the park or lunched.
"Whom do you think we met to-day -
wife asked me one evening, when we
were alone together. "Of all men in the
world, Harry Lonsdale, whom haven t
seen since he returned from Europe, and
ne has II picture at Lozier's that every
body is going wild over. 1t is bcautl
ful thing-you know l never could talk
art iargon, but it satisfied me as pictures
seldom do. When | saw him. he seemed
quite as much absorbed in studying Su
sic as she was in studying his picture.
You don't know how pretty she looked,
You needn't smile, John, for her eyes
would redeem any face. Suddenly iar-
rs saw me. and came up straight to
where we stood. told him how glad /
was to know he was getting famous, but
he only nodded, and said eagerly
That young lady seems to be rather
interested-I am nattered. ="
Yes, that's my Cousin Susie, re-
-. Your cousin! pray introduce me,
and--John, as sure as you live, that will
be a match. y
"Nonscnsc, was my rejoinder.
knew Harry Loudale. and Susie was not
by any means his ideal Harry liked
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