Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1875-01-07

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Charlotte burst into tears, and for the
first time since their wedding.day, Mr.
Mallen stplked out of the room without
a goodbye kiss.
That afternoon came up a hurried
note from the efiice, as follows:
DARL1Na Lorr1E Please send, by
the bearer, my Yalise, with few
changes of linen and other necessaries,
for an absence of eight or ten days oh
business for the firm. Inclosed yon
will find fifty dollar bill for the paint
err debt which ought to have been
attended TO before. Take receipt.
Be careful of yourself while I am gone.
I wishI could have run up to say adieu,
but time presses. Il you are lonely,
get one of your sisters to come and stay
with you. Affectionately,
Lottie had been Crying all the
morning, but now her eyes glittered.
A new brightness came into her face as.
she hurried hither and thither, putting.
up her husbands. things. And after the.
messenger had gone, che looked down
at the fifty dollar bill in her hand. x
".Eight or ten days." she repeated to
herself. I'll go to the ball, after all,
with Helen and her husband. I'll take.
this money and buy the moire antique.
Grant will wait on me for the other
thirty-five, L am sure and as for the
painter, just as likely as not he's in no
hurry for his money, and if he is, I'll
write to Uncle Jesse to lend mo fifty
dollars. was always Uncle jesse fa.s
vorite niece" p
Aud this eager young woman threw
on her bonnet and shawl, and hurried
down to Grants to buy the remnant of
lilac MORE antique. I.
"Oh, certainly! certainly Mr.
Grant was in no hurry at all for the
He would wait Mrs. Mellen's.
convenience any length Of time she
chose to mention"
And he unfclded tile rich fabric, skill
fully holding it up SO that the light
should strike it's rosy sheen to the best.
possible advantage.
How beautiful it was Amethysts
shot with glimmering lines of silver
buds of spring violets in the sunshine
sunsets Lottie thought
on aiI ynege BeAutIfuI Him fss zas aISsl
looked ut it.
"Pray send it home at once" she
said, laying down her fifty dollar bill,
/" and credit this on my account"
And then she tripped around to the
Mrs. Parkerson was at the dress
plump, rosy, widow, with
moro money than she knew how to
spend. She had always liked young
Mrs. Mellen, and now entered with
alacrity into her plans.
ga nice place to go, my denr," said
she. "Once let tyourself be seen Mt one
of Mrs. Benedict's parties, and your
position in society is settled at once. I
have cards myself but, of course, 80
soon after my poor brothers.. death I
coula'nt go out. And you're to go in
lilac MORE antique, eh, my dear? I'll
tell you what want you to look nice,
and I'll lend you my diamonds
Lottie's cheeks flushed exultantly ns
she thought of Mrs. Parkerson's dia-
mond necklace, with it's glittering pond
ant, and the bracelets studded with
gems, to say nothing of the great soli-
taires, like drops of dew that hung from
her earrings.
"Oh, Mrs. Patterson 7! sho cx-
claimed breath lei sly, how can I ever
thank you"
{" Look MS pretty MS you can. my,
DEAR" said Mrs. Parkcrson, good ma
turedly. {" That's tile way to thank
mo -
Miss NIousley, the dressmaker, and
Mrs. Mcllen were i'll deep consultation
rs to whether the front of the dress
should bc cut q la Pompadour, or with
corsage, the next day, when the latter,
was summoned down stairs. There
stood Mr.. Pepper, the painter, in tho
hall.
"Begging your pardon, ma'am, for
interrupting you," said he, humbly
dofiiing his cap; "but MIR. Mellen told
me you would let me have tho money
onmy little account!"
Lottie crimsoned.
CT am very sorry, MIR. Pepper" said
she, nervously "but you must call
again next month !"
"Mr. Mellen said you'd pay me with
ont delay, ma'am."
81 can't help what Mr.. Mellen said" +"