Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1876-03-07

we encountered her on our way across
the hall, "you and Annie come to my
room alter study hour, will your"
Now our parlor boarder was whole
romance in herself, and the distinction ol
an invitation to her private apartment
was about as exciting an event to US other
members of the seminary as command
to visit the queen would be to the ordinary
Englishman.
The reports that were current among
the girls about Helen Ransom were as
numerous and contradictory as those
usually circulated about distinguished in
dividuals. One said that she was the
ward of an i'll tempered uncle. who was
determined to keep her at school until his
own ugly daughters were married and
out OF the way; another. that she was
placed under Miss Scrimper's care to keep
her out of the way OF designing young
re,. i've who was trying to get possession
of her scStune and herself; another, thai
oho had oroo .ried to elope with this same
who had
caugh. her in the act OF descending iru-
third story window by means of rope
ladder. alter which he placed her under
the charge of Miss Scrimper. with orders
that the strictest surveillance was TO be
exercised.
All agreed, however. that there was q
lover. and this fact at once made our par.
lor boarder an objec. Of admiration and
reverence TO every member OF Remington
female seminary.
Now, girls" remarked this heroine OF
mystery and romance, as Annie and l
made our appearance, according to ap-
pointulent, sit is loo hot to 90 out. Let's
have some lemonade"
"Glorious!n
p-hip burrah ~ chorused Annie,
while Helen produced supply of lemons
and sugar bowl from the depths of the
closet.
Suppose we get caughtP"
I'VE won't"
What about ice ?"
"lf we could only get hold of Bridget !"
At this moment there Is knock at the
door.
who's there ?"
"Me. num- 1t is Bridget's dulcet
voice that answers.
Now, girls" said Helen, isn't that
convincing proof of the theory that there
is possibility OF magnetic communca-
ton between distant souls? Bridget
knew l wanted her. and she came"
What have you got, Bridget ?"
"A nosegay, num-"
where did you get the flowers, Brid-
GET ?"
Picked thin in the tin acre lot, by the
ould three"
"Oh. wicked, deceitlul. mendacious,
intriguing Bridget Moss roses in the
middle ot ten-acre lot !"
Il think there's more ov thi IN there
suggests this innocent Irish maiden, who
attends to the chores at Remington female
seminary.
The heiress starts, and repeats dream
lily: And the lily whispers, Il wait
Girls, we won't have any lemonade. The
corners OF Annie's mouth drop, so do
mine "Well 60 to the ten acre lot"
"lI's oat of bounds"
Never mind. We can get of without
being SEEN"
The heiress's command is law. We
are so fattered by her desire fox our So
ciety that we are equal TO anything in the
way Of breaking rules. Miss Scrimper is
taking her midday nap. innocent, unsus
picious Miss Scrimper. while the wicked
es, of plots is being laid against her
peace, and her reputation as a worthy
and responsible guardian of tender youth
on the point of destruction, she is placidly
sleeping. Under the old oak tree, where
moss roses either do or don't grow. ac-
cording as you place your trust in Bridget
or the botanies. are two young men. An
ME and | are amazed, but Helen is as
calm and self possessed as it becomes a
young lady to be who is parlor boarder
and has been in society.
AIS it the lover. do you suppose P'
whispers Annie. But when we are in
troduced to Mr.. George Dacre, Helen's
distant cousin, and his friend, young
gentleman in q white cravst. then we
know that we are in tue presence of the
hero of the romance, and our ecstasy is
beyond description.
Won't you sit down. young ladies !"
suggests the latter gentleman, stretching
himself at full length on the grass, and
offering me bunch of field daisies.
Soon Annie and l are engaged in an
animated discussion about flowers with
the owner of the white cravat, while
Helen and the distant cousin keep up q
murmured conversation. whose purport
does not reach our ears. What would
Miss Scrimper sayP The flavor of wick
edness about the whole adventure is so
delightful, and the discussion about the