Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1876-01-26

had hesitated about putting it on il
the morniug-and, girls, always re
member that when collar is in doub
! it IS s--dirty.
"If I had only settled that point
properly when | stood before my
glass in the morning, | should not
have been stung with shame wher
Miss Grayson exclaimed, as the pro
fessor asked for its owner, and held il
towards her:
"'Please don't imagine / woulc
wear a collar like that !
} sour rooms, as l said, opened on {
{ long piazza, which commanded u fine
view of the sea. This piazza vas con
! sequently favoritc promenade.
"You may imagine that my room
was not in a fit condition to be seer
|, by the promenaders az they passed
the long windows, when | tell you
thai sometimes tor two or three days
| did lot make my bed. | would
just throw the counterpane over the
sheets, and make it do.
"The contents of my dressing-case
and trunk usually Uttered the mantel
and chairs and floor. OF course
could have dropped my cultains, but
generally my carelessness was too in
veterate to remember even that cheap
expedient.
"Nlrs Hamilton once kindly spoke
to me about my habits, but / received
her counsel SO ungraciously that she
concluded to let me do as | pleased
So my room continued in its condition
Of chaos-ribbons, slippers, faded bou'
quets, shells, moses, seaweed, and
garments of all descriptions hopelessly
Ijumbled together.
ggI'he rooms of the Hamilton girls
Joined mine, and their habits were very
neat and orderly. Naturally found
their apartments much peasanter than
my ow n room, and used to sit with
them most of the time when we were
not with the other guests. The girls
occasionally came in to my den and
picked up my dreary scatterlngs, anu
put me in order for Sunday. But
Monday morning would find me at
'odds and ends again. Somehow my
things wouldn't stay fixed, used to
say.
"The weeks flew on golden wings
after Prot. Blanc became my daily
companion and when the season
drew near its close, my heart was mine
no longer. He was the one in whom
| found all that was noble, and good,
and great, and my thoughts and
dreams were all Of him.
"As yet there had been only the in
ter change of pleasant thoughts, and
those delightful attentions that seem
to mean so much. Like all modest
maidens, | dreamed, and hoped, and
waited for the words that would be
the fultillment of what my heart de-
sired.
"Words came, but they were not
the words for which | waited, nor
were they spoken to me. | overheard
them, and they changed my whole life
and character.
Il was sitting in the summer house
in the hotel grounds, alone, at dusk,
one evening, where l had gone, hop
ing soon to be followed, when, coming
slowly down the walk, | heard the
steps and voices of men. did not
care for the companionship Of two, so
l gathered the folds of my dress back
into the corner, hoping the gentlemen
would pass on and not notice me.
They paused, however, among the
shrubbery at the entrance, and l, in
stead Of making my presence known,
sat quite still and listened.
81 suppose | may congratulate
you, too, then 7
''lt was DR.. Grayson's voice that
spoke.
''No, not in that way. l shall
never marry woman who ofends all
my ideas of neatness and nicely.
The professors voice uttered these
words, and my heart fairly stood still.
But if you love her AS you say
urged the doctor.
"'lt would not continue. When
love has reason to blush for its idol,
the hommage cannot last. The woman
| marry must be as neat as her heart
is true. So should every one be, |
take it, who calls herself lady.
But, Blanc, are you not carrying
this too far, and making it OF more inn
nortanre q than it. deserves ? There il