Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1876-12-21


dark eyes, and such bud OF mouth,
halt smiling like n pleased baby's.'
That Is her very counterfeit. She was
the lovliest creature ever saw. Her IA
ther died before she was born, and her
mother only lived for her baSy, aud, from
the hour she came, just worshiped her.
She was named Euphrosyne, after her
fathers mother, but she always called
herself Posy, and grew up with that namd
attached to her. | never saw such afiec-
ton as Mrs. Schuyler's for that child; 1t
amounted to passion. She never trusted
her from her sight; she woke in the night
to look at her, she was frantic with ter
ror il illness threatened her. She had an
artestic nature, but its sole exercise was
inyenting dresses aud ornaments for Posy.
| remember being at the Hills as a child,
and going into Posy's room-a large airy
room, with two great Windows looking
southwark; the walls. were white with
deep cornce of every spring flower, paint
ed to the life by an Italian fresco painter;
the white carpet was strewn with roses
and violets the white-wood furniture de-
corated with honeysuckles and clematis.
painted by Mrs. Schuyler herself In cling
ing wreaths and tendris. with clusters of
OF roses and ivory bloom and blue bios
SONS looking just ft TO pick; there were
curtains of white soft wooden stuff, looped
up in creamy folds by an enameled fern
leaf on either side; and every thing else
carried out in the the same floral fashion,
even TO the lily of pearl she'll which held
her rings on the toilet table; but more cur
rious than all was her child's wardrobe,
which she displayed and | admired after
the frank custom OF ten-year-old girls.
There was a rose dress, the softest cash
mere, with scolloped bands everything
each other on the skirt In deepening tints
To the waist, aud the sleeves were edged
with deep green velvet, which also bound
the throat and waist. II was like fancy
ball costume; but Posy was like a fairy.
and the exquisite unts did not look fsnc-
ful on her unreal beauty. Then there was
pansy dress, purple velvet, with gold
buckle at its belt. aud the skirt falling In
rich pleats that seemed To form a rounded
outline below like the edge OF a flower.
There was thubergia costume, the skirt
and sleeves OF the delicate buf which that
Hover monopolizes, and bodice OF dark
brown velvet like the blossoms throat.
What folly, exclaimed She.
Yes; but very pretty folly. And have
not told you the half. There was the lilly
dress, Of China Grape; violet OF purple
silk. son and glossless; and actually car
dinal-Gower, OF vivid scariet-cloth, that
thought then too splendid to be borne;
but ii was only for skating-dress, Posy
said.
She grew up very delicate. exquisite
and fragile, but more and more lovely
And then Tom saw her and Tell in love.
IL was strange to see Mrs. Schuyler. She
took Toms state OF mind with great calm,
n II il were only natural and to be eX-
pected. Posy had never been in society;
she was very young yet; but Mrs. Schuy-
Ter would have expected, If not demanded,
the sdhon.e mage from every one who saw
her idol. But when she discovered that
Posy loved Tom and wanted to marry him,
she was heart-stricken. She could not en-
tertain the idea. She carried Posy away
directly for round of summer travel, but
the girl pined so visibly. grew so sad, pale,
languid, that her mother was terr!iied.and
brought her back To the Hills directly. and
sent for US to make visit there. SO that
affair was concluded, and Mrs. Schuyler
gave her treasure into other hands 10 save
ii. grudging all the while days absence,
an hours preoccvpatlon, deyeured with
jealous pangs. yet trying to stfe them that
posy might be utterly happy. But when
they really settled. insisted on their living
with her at the Hills, and so secured her
own misery.
ION was eOOd ltlIOW anu lOFlNg
husband, but he was a man, and man OF
business, and he had his own affairs to at
tend to. his own anxieties and troubles.
and, like the best of mortal men, he was
now and then inconsiderate and snappish
Posv loved him with all her soul and
would have condoned his ofenses and for
gotten his slips of tongue If her mother
had not made so much of them. She was
like tigress If anything seemed TO APP
prosch her young 10 harm them, and she
flew at Tom, as he impolitely expressed it,
like a mad cat, II he ever spoke impatient
ly TO his wife or forgot one attention due
to her. He bore 1t while very patiently
for Posy's sake; but human nature Is not
all enduring. and by-and-by he used great
planness of speech, TO say the least, with
Mrs. Schuyler. Then Posy became very
unhappy. She was consumptive. like her
father, and her life always trembled on as
delicate a stem as. hare-bell flower. She
might have lived on for years in peace and
sunshine, but the stormy atmosphere of
home gave her no rest. Her mother still
interfered with all she did, even when she
saw ner dropping day by day. II Tom
took her away for a journey, the mother
insisted on going too, and Posy could not
have the heart to refuse. But travelling
was no rest to either mother or child, and
1t was torment to Tom, who began To
comprehend the situation Poor little Po-
sy she faded before their eyes like wea-
ry baby, falling asleep one day in Toms
arms, and weahng after death so radiant a
look OF rest and peace that have never
forgotten it. Mrs. Schuyler followed her
quickly, worn out by grief and remorse; !;
tor Tom. in the first agony of his loss,
told her what DIR. Everts said, that peace
n xbv h1tr
Tom hated her name TO his dying dav, and
never married again, because he said one
mother-in-law was enough for lifetime
But, mamma, that was an extreme case.
Certainly; but all the more warning
have never forgotten Posy, ald il is to
her my sons-in-law owe my unnatural for
bearance,' said Mrs. De Groot, with a
smile.
Well. dear, if Harry's mother is awful,
I'll try to be good TO her. sighed Sue. But
then came a ring at the door, and Sue
| heard voice. 1t was her mothers turn TO
sigh, as her girl ran down the stairs, her
heart in her beautiful eyes. to meet Harry.
So time went on, and by-and-by Sue was
married. Mrs. Tempest came TO the we'd
ding. and proved to be little lady with
| cheeks like roses, and starry eyes, even
| amidst the fine lines Of age and under the
shadow OF silver wnlte curls. Keen but
kindly those eyes shown on Susan, and
took her measure, and Mrs. De Groot con-
| graduated herself on the prospects for her
daughter, and said, She is lady, Sue,
her highest formula of appreciation.
After the orthodox wedding journey.
during which the pair was as uncomforta-
BILE and weary as most people are on such
occasions, they came home TO find Harry
little house bright with comfort and neat
ness-tires in the shining CRATES, flowers
on the tables and shelves. a dinner of won.
derful SAVIOR and elegance waiting for
them, and a real motherly welcome.
How lovely it is to get home. Sue con-
fided to her husband.
i hope home will always be lovely to
you, Sue was the beaming response.
IF only can get along nicely with your
mother, Harry" said Sue, with wistful
sort Of frankness.- Harry sat down in the
nearest chair and laughed immoderately.
Poor little soul! Has it got mother.
in.law on the brain already? So 1t shall
'Harryr exclaimed the indignant Susan
My dear child. II the Num- as that de.
lightinl little chap in Herddnt Green call:
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