The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-10-04


3 "I'm like you, Rhoda | couldn't
stand a pair of red whiskers aud
moustache close to my lips!" and
: Maud shuddered very much as Rho
, da bad done few days before.
| "Mr. Fsrnham's whiskers are not
. -really-red Do you think so,
, Maud ? | should call them more of a
t blonde brown" replied Rhoda, not
noticing the sly glances Maud ex-
! changed with her mother at this sud
den change of opinion in one who had
c0lored the red whiskers and NOUS
tacbe herself not ten days ago
"Farnham's an odd fellow" ex-
claimed Bob, who had come into the
room just as Rhoda had pronounced
Mr.. Farnham's whiskers brown"
| "I've been trying to get him enthusi-
astic over our masquerade, and he
won't even say be will stay until the
night of the ball He's tired of the
beach. Now, Rhods, if you were
, only blonde, you might have smitten
him with your charms and, through
you | might have persuaded him to
remain. | don't know, however, that
wish he liked you, for"
For what?" interrupted Rhoda
quickly
"Oh, you'd never suit one another,
that's ALL But needn't bother my
SELF He doesn't admire squaws, aud
you hate red whiskers; SO there
isn't the least danger of our fancy
ing one another" 1
"Well, Miss Merton is here She's
"a pale face,' I'm sure Can't you
persuade Mr.. Farnham to stay
through her, pray 2"
No; he's tired OF the beach, and
everybody here be says. So sup /
pose be will 60"
But Mr.. Farnham did stay to the i
masquerade, notwithstanding it was
postponed week later than at first
designed, and much beyond bis pro-
posed time of departure. In that
time, too, be paid such marked at
tention to little dark Miss Brent, that
large, pale Miss Merton was shocked
at the perversity Of mems tastes, and
everybody quite astonished at the
turn affairs had taken. Everybody,
at least, but Rob Sherwood aud his
mother.
The ball was a success Phil
Farnham looked really very well 10
his costume, which he copied as ac-
curateiy after Sothern's as be could !;
and with his "blonde- brown" whis-
kers, quite the cut, and few altera-
tio1s in his expression, with paint and
pencil. be made very presentable
"Dundrearv." The usual stereotyp-
ed number of flower girls, queens,
knights and peasants, crowded the
floor; but the prettiest dancer in the
room was one little Indian, Mime
baha" she called herself The cos
tune was pretty and unique. Decked
off with profusion of bright beads
and feathers, gaily ornamenied moe
easin slippers, and the long, heavy
plaits of black hair hanging far below
the owners waist, altogether it was
charming, if not an entirely accurate
study OF an Indian girl. l.
!, II think | recognize these, sweet
Minnehaba" W whispered "Dandreary,
taking up one of the long braids as be
spoke, and drawing .he little brown
hand through his arm for prone
made
do not be too sure" returned the
maiden in low tone "As you pale
faces are wont to call all dark maid
eus 'squaws,' should think it might
be difficult matter to pick out one
individually in this assembly"
'lf this one little Indian were less :
agreeable and charming in her man
ner toward me, l might individual
lie still closer, perhaps, aud whisper
her true name, only the lady whose
eyes shine behind that mask bates y
red whisbers,' and would never
trouble herself to talk to stupid ;
Dundresry ~
did Robert Sherwood tell you
that?" The mask was torn off now,
and stepping out of the crowded room
onto the wide piazza, Rboda Brent's Z
flashing eyes looked up into Philip =
FaTnham's face, demanding an answer. II
Confidence for confidence. Did
Robert Sherwood tell you called all Z
dark women 'squaws'?" =
Then they both laughed 10 each y
others eyes, and the moon shore '
down brightly upon them, the sea ',
softly murmured to them, and the y
summer night stars twinkled merrilv u
over their heads. =
The affair" was all settled quite "
between them there and -
when, an hour later. Rob Sherwood ,
stepped out on to the piazzi in quest II
Of his cousin and his friend, aud be- .
held, in the shadowv moonlight, u
dark tresses half bid be- u
hind Lord Dundreary's red whiskers, 8
be came up to them with quizzieal a. a.
smile upon bis lips and wbistled ~, -,
par of the ''Ten Little Indians"
Robert Sherwood, your cousin .
Rhoda Brent has promised to be my 'eu
wife. In spite of the pains you seem nt
% have taken to prevent our liking -
,ne another you see We do, and | ~ ~
nope we have your good wishes" -
''Ah!" cried Robert, starting back
n mock surprise, and recklessly quo 1t %
ing in melo-dramatic tone va
Bring not to thy lodge strange squaw -
From the land of the Dacotas, III
There are feuds.
Here be looked sternly at Rhoda
Phil laughed, and taking Rhoda's
land in his, replied as dramatically
For that reason, if no other,
Would | wed the fair Dacota, 'e'
That old feuds may be forgotten. 3
And old wounds be healed forever;
Give me as my wife this maiden, ~
Minnehaha, Lsughing-Water -
Rob continued to quote Then Al
ihOda, nothing willing nor reluct- ne
nt," putting her two bands into ev
hills, answered with blush and a IA,
mile: q,
I'll will follow you, my husband" tb,
All the people at the beach-save co
liss Merton-thought it very good id,