Weekly Trinity journal., 1877-11-24
OLD HEADS, YOUNG HEARTS.
/" Do ! look nice, Aunty 2"

of white tulle over pale blue silk, consti-
tutng the elaborate evening dress cover
ing her slender, graceful figure. Clus-
tiers of blue flowers with snowy leaves
caught the dress at the pulled overskirt,
formed bouquet de corsage, and were
twisted in the profusion of golden curls.
" You look very nice, my dear"
Miss Della Merriman had taken a long
survey Of the exquisite face before she
spoke, and was satisfied with the appear
ance Of her young and lovely protege.
every nice |" she repeated. "Hor-
tense has fitted you perfectly, and the
dress is most becoming. Now, if you
will get my jewel-case, you shall wear
my pearls"
Thanks I" cried Elsie, carefully lift
ing the heavy casket, and putting it on a
table beside Miss Merriman. am so
sorry you have such cold This will be
splendid party, know. All ! Aunty,"
she continued, opening small box in the
jewel-case, " l never saw this !"
She held up, as she spoke, a slender
chain, from which dcpeRdod gold lock-
ct, upon whose surface cleaned one pearl
of great beauty, pure and large.
"Oh, how lovely ~ Elsie cried, clasp.
ing the chain about her slender throat.
"May | wear it ?"
Miss Merriman was moved as the lock-
ct was held up before her. Some strong
memory stirred her placid features, for
the soft, brown eyes grew troubled, and
her lips quvered.
Would you rather l took it off ?" El.
sic asked, gently.
" No, dear, you may wear it. Put it
the solitaire pearl earrings. | hear The
carriage. Do not keep Mr.. Jameson
waiting"
g wish you were going" Elsie said
as Miss Merriman wrapped a warm operl
cloak over the delicate dress. "I novel
feel half so happy if you are at home"
"Thank you, dear. Now run along
SO Elsie, already forgetting the locke
and the troubled face, kissed her social
ed aunt warmly, and fitted away.
For Miss Della Merrman, who had in
herited thirty thousand pounds from +
second cousin, greatly to her own amaze
ment, was : not Elsie Garman's aunt
Nineteen years before, sho had closed The
eyes of the girls dead mother, lifted ,
week old baby to her own bosom, an(
taken her home. Not to such luxuries a
now surrounded her-not to ball drcsse
pearls and gaiety--but to n small room
in lodging house. Here for twelve lonl
years she had denied herself every luxu
ry of life, many comforts, to provide foot
for the child, to clothe her cainfortably
to send her to school. She was but a gir
herself-s carccly twenty in those days
earning her bread by making artiticio
flowers, and working early md late {
keep the room tidy, cook the simple foo
and do necessary sewing, when she wa
not working at her trade.
But when wealth came, suddenly an
unexpectedly, flooding Elsie's life wit
sunshine, Miss Della altered little fron
her former self. True, she had leisur
/ time, could open her kind bands in char
ity where before she had only given he
warm tender sympathy, but as she ha'
been in poverty quiet, gentle, and eve
sad, so in prosperity the same calm gray
ity rested on lip and brow, the same dee
sadness lurked in the soft brown orbs.
Though but forty her hair was some
what streaked with gray, and prematur
age was The fruit of II toilful life and sor
rowfu heart. Yet She was lovely still
and goodness ever beamed from her sad
plying glance.
After Elsie had left her she put Nsid
the jewel case and sat musing before tn
fire. She had made it one of her dutie
to her adopted child to accompany her
after introduction to society, to all scene
of gaiety. But severe cold had render
ed exposure to the night air an impru
dence on this, the evening Of Mrs. Wal
tons large party, and Elsie had joine'
the family Of friend.
Memory was very busy in Della Mer
riman's heart as she sat over the fire dur
ing Elsie's absence-so busy that sh
started as if from n dream when the car
riage rolled to the door as the mante
clock chimed two.
There were words of parting, then ligh
steps on the stairs, and Elsie came in, no
as usual, full Of bright animation, bu
with an earnestness OF purpose quite un
usual to her.
did you have n pleasant evening
dear ?" Miss Della asked.
Yes-no--I don't know. Are yor
very tired ?"
The last words we're all OF the discon
nected answer the girl seemed able to give
on account Of her emotion.
NO. dear why, Elsie, love, VIVA
is it %
For she was looking troubled.
81 have a message for you, aunty."
For me ?"
From a stranger who was at Mrs
Walton's, Mr.. Carrington-Ralph Car
rington."
Della Merriman rose to her feet. Sh
tried to spesK, but the words would nc
come.
Aunty," the girl cried, terrified
Don't look so-don't."
1.-THE message ?" she whispered.
He told me 20 tell you the man VIII
killed Henry Garman was Charles Rails
ton, the cashier Of the Hope Bank, VIII
has confessed his guilt. lie said, 'Te