Nebraska advertiser., 1876-03-09
CRIMPS VS.. CALICO.


Itwas the last week in May, one o
those balmy, beamy days when tn
sky smiles down as blue as a bed o
blossoming gentian, and the air i
rife with those faint, underlined scent
that make one think of all nature
sweet and gentle influences.
Paul Graham looked wistfully
heavenward from the windows.
'It's the very weather for the coun
try" said Mr.. Graham to himself
81 think I'm a little inclined to bt
bilious. believe / need O change
A day or two in the country freshen:
one up wonderfully, I've heard say
How marvelously easy 1t is to do as
one pleases!
And all the while Mr.. Graham made
himself believe that he did really
need a change-that he needed the
country.
They've often invited me there
said Mr.. Paul, looking out his neatest
fitting shirts and critically selecting
his handsomest neokties, land I don't
see why 1 never have been there be-
FORE"
So Mr.. Paul Graham took the train
to get a change of air, and also to see
Miss Rosamond Hillgrove.
Wouldn't you like to marry and
settle down, Rosamond ? said her
friend, Miss Albertis, with sigh.
Rosamond colored violently.
"What nonsense you talk, Ade-
line!" she retorted. TITS so probable,
isn't it?"
Nothing is impossible" said Ad-
cline Albertis, thinking of Mr.. Paul
Graham's beautiful white teeth, and
his facility In waltzing.
The next morning dawned fair and
radiant, and Rosamond HilIgrove
sang like any linnet as she tripped
along the pathway that made short
cut between her house and that of
Adeline Albertis.
Miss Albertis was practicing son-
alta on the piano in a fascinating toi-
let of pale green delaine and beryl-
tinted gibbons.
She tu vned around in ngreatastonish-
ment as Rosamond crossed the thresh-
old.
Dear mew cried she, what is the
matter? A calico dress, and your
hair not in crimps!"
House cleaning" said Miss Rosa
mond. succinctly.
"You don't mean to say that you
have anything to do with it ?" cried
Adeline, contemptuously,
Don't L thought" retorted Rosa
mona. You'd better come and look
If you don't believe it. What I'm
after to-day Is to borrow q paint
brush"
"a paint brush! What for?"
ITO do papa's room with. He'll be
home tomorrow night, and am de-
termined the room shall be complet-
ed ready for him. The painter has
not come, and see no signs of him.
Consequently, L mean to paint the
room myself"
"Rosamond !"
"WeH?"
"Are you crazy?"
mot In the least"
You know nothing of painting"
cried Adeline, ,bresthlessly.
Nov look here, Addy, don't be
goose" said Rosamond, calmly. "I
took lessons in landscape painting two
quarters, and if 1 can't make two
doors and scrap of wainscoting look
decent, why, then, my education is a
failure.
YOU'RE the oldest girl ever heard
of, RosamOud," said Miss AIbertis
land you do look so funny without
your crimps."
Very likely. said Miss Rosamond,
walking off. but I've no time to
waste. The step ladders are ready,
and the paint all mixed, like white.
foamy cream, and here go for the
paint brush out of your mothers
lumber-room."
Rosamond Hillgrove vanished like
. calico dream. and Miss Albertis
went back to her sonata.
Half an hour afterward there came
ring to the front-door bell, and Mr..
Graham was announced.
Adeline turned a rosy pink with |
satisfaction and surprise.
"Oh, Mr.. Graham! J" holding out
both her plump white hands; "I am
so glad to see you'll"
But Paul. wretch that he was. did
not return the salutation in kind.
IL beg your pardon" stammer-
ed he. 81 supposed Miss Hillgrove
lived here. I was told so q short dis
tance back"
Adeiine Albertis bit her lip.
NO." said she, speaking with |
little constraint: sit is the next
house. You can just see the white |
onimneys peeping out above the trees. |
But won't you stop and rest ?" as
aui resolutely took up his valise
hanks. not just at present ri