The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1876-03-09

A~I'0 Z" CftIfitiSoJ aIu IllitG. lie .0flFel
thereof was willing. for consideration
to. sham sick II few.tlays and recon nit
him to his place. - = - -
lie Lad few acquaintance IN the city,
and calculated on having no difficulties
in evading there.
Aiss Wilbur was an old mad, accord
ing TO the most angular. understanding
OF the word. She did not look ssthough
I she had ever been anything else. She
early discovered That her new chamber
maid WAS not an adept in her business.
! Bridget Malone, as the girl called her
i self, could neither make bed nor
sweep q room properly, and Clara re
/ oeived the fall benefit Of being esnobody
/ once in her life for Miss Wilbur, while
she would keepisar. because Of her in
difference about wages, lcctuGed her IN
/ spar;naly for her ignorance of tie duties
! aho pretended to be abe to perform IN
fact, Miss FTilhyls tongue was 50 sharp
sometimes as to bring the tca.a to Cla-
ra's face. ... #
Miss WiIbur's own maid, who was.
very nice, lady-l;lle sort of a person, but
somewhat ahTewisb, like her mistress,
did duty IN like manner Whenever that
/ lady was not on guard. -" -:
Meanwhile Clara, IN spite Of her ul-
skilIfnlness, played: SO :artfulIy as to de-
ceive even Walter Sloan, vine. took the
lady's maid for tie. l.eiiress, aid paid her
such assiduops cotrtsiip as baae far to
| melt tkat fair oTeature's seEuples about
marrying a eoachman. :-.v.--...
T hope, said Miss Wilbur, sharply.
| one morning, you'll manage to keep
{ my nepheW's apartments i'll decent order
| while he stays. I shall be very much
I displeased il you 90 not Mr.. Werner is
I So Particular -
t She did not observe the start Bridget
gave. and would have been utterly at
I loss for It's meaning if she had. .....
81 don't care" declared Bridget, as
soon as she was alone; s'i'H stay all tile
same, II it Is Ltlcien Werner. II he recog-
nizos me, I'll pretend to have lost my.
Eaoney,'' -. :...-..-. ..-..@-:.: -..-.
/ She was watching from tie upper
landing when ho came, and it was Luci-
| On Werner. .. =. ..-..-...:
|: She took to Gowdying herself after
that as much as possible, and went about
her duties with an cid hood pulled over
her face. She did let really know .vheti-
er she wanted be recognized or not.
Somebody else had recognized Werner
also. Walter Sloan uttered an cath
when he found who Miss Wilbur's reph-
ew was.
s'Tf he recognizes my heiress. and she
finds that he didn't write tllat letter af-
ter all, it might make a difference.
He had made good progress. however,
with the lady's maid, Miss. King, as she
was called, and for fear Werner, who was
| an cid acquaintance, should recognize
him, hegunmoned the real coaohman
back to his place, after having expedited
his business. with Miss King by asking
andreeeiYing her consent to become his
wife ~ :...:5.- - - -. .....-..
Marion Barclay was in rap4n1ir,eets. at the
report Of his success. But beth were
anxious while the heiress and Lucien
Werner remained under the same roof.
Lucian Werner, meanwhile, without
neatly having any suspicions, regarded
Miss -Bridget with manifest ureasiness
and curiosity. Every movement, every
transient glimpse Of this girl whose face
lie had seen bat once. and only for a
1nore1;t then, reminded him, Of one to
whom all devotion OF his manhood had
gone forth beyond recall. ......'~....
The consummation OF this little game
| at cross purposes came ii this fashion:
|; Bridget had not been in attendance in
the dining.room since The arrival of Mr.
Werner, owing to the fact that Miss vii
bur was afraid 10 trust her there.
On Christmas Day, an hour before
dinner, the girl who usually waited, was
taken II. and Bridget was summoned to
Fill her place. With inward consterna-
ton and outward equanimity, she pre-
pared to DO so, and was standing de
murely at her post, when Miss Wilbur
and her nephew entered.
Lucien Werner hesitated one puzzled
moment, then he-aflvanoed, pale with
surprise. and joy. and extended his
hand
| .'AIiss Vining?'
.''I am SO glad yo1l have tired OF that
foolish masquerading business, dear,
SAID Marion Barclay to her friend Miss
Nining one morning. as Clara, restored
to her own aristocratic belongings, rock
etf softly to and fro in a yelyet-cushion-
ed easy chair, II have a brother cone
since your eclipse, Clara. May I bring
him this evening ?"
''I-Iam engaged This evening 10 go
out with EIr. Verner," murmured Clara
Vining, timidly, I'm fact, may as
/ waIl tell you Lucien explained about thai
letter that augered me SO, and-we are
/ 10 be married, Marion, love-
Marion Barclay barely contained her
CONSERVATION ill she got at home and
told Walter Sloan.
Shave you picture of Miss Vining?"
! demanded Walter, upon whom hiRt Of
/ the truth began TO dawn, as his sister
told her story.
Marion brought him one. He glanced