Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1877-05-09

while Miss Euphema laughed till the tears
stood In her eyes, and said softly, Children
and fools speak truth, truly"
Jack went home the next day; he was
only school-boy cousin come for the holi.
days, and the luckless child had abridged
ms own pleasure unawares; but the rare de-
light OF tormenting his beautiful cousin was
a temptation too enticing to resist, And
Madge was teased she hated the sight of
the bov, and made her journey to Boston the
excuse for his riddance. But the thorn he
had left behind him was well planted the
piquant ballad haunted Madge, and flushed
her face many time when its lifting meas
ures returned to mock her
SO to Boston she went, to her dear friend
Polly, and found that proper and intellectual
city nightly agreeable. Beaux she had by
the dozen, but there were none like Mr..
Schencki none so devoted, so elegant so
noble-looking. She missed the daily bunch
OF fragrant violets on her dressing-tabe;
she missed the selection of new books that
showed always how well he OWNED her
tastes, the forestalling of her faintest ca
prices, the devotion that was too delicate to
obtrude itself, the homage that was sincere
yet courtly.
4 ''lIow young all your gentlemen friends
are Polly" she said to her friend one day.
after an evening at which at least dozen
sets of English whiskers had vibrated about
her and been pulled before her, as if passing
a kind Of mysterious kow.tow to the latest
goddess.
That's fault they will mend of, Madge,"
laughed Polly Even in dear old Boston
we have to grow up and be Herah to boot"
But do so hate boys !" sighed Madge.
And boys do so adore youl" Knocked
Polly.
Madge blushed and sighed. Why did she
think of Mr.. Schenck
In the meantime, there in New York.
Aunt Phemy had a visitor now and then.
MIR. Schenck knew his friends, aud never
neglected them he was least of all likely TO
set aside Miss Roper but she never alluded
to him in her letters to Madge, and that
Young lady had already decided in her own
mind that her sutor had taken himself off
to parts unknown to stihe his anguish by
absence. If Madge had so good an opinion
of her own powers, can she be blamed? So
oewitchng as she had proved herself, should
this man be the exception to her rule
One'night there was to be a great and gay
party, to which the friends could not fail to
20, and Madge took unusual pains to render
herself lovely for the occasion. new Paris
robe was unfolded from its box and wrap
pings for the occasion; the delicate, glitter
ing, pale green silk, mingled and mixed with
'qually delicate apricot and films Of Malines
lace, was wonderfully adapted to her pecu.
lar colorng and STYLE and in her red-brown
hair, and here and there about the dress,
clusters of tea-rose buds perfumed the air as
he moved, and harmonized with her dress
in every tint besides these her sole orna-
nent was a necklet of great opals set in
| black enamel.
"Madge, you are a miracle to behold"
exclaimed Polly, as she beheld her You
nave given your mind to it as much as ever
Mr.. Toots did. Woe to the Boston boys to-
night, my dear Even Miss Dorr won't hold
candle to YOU"
Pretty Polly fresh and sweet as a June
rose in her white silk and pink corals, de-
served comment herself; but she was will
ing, fully, to be extinguished by Madge Ro-
per, whom she worshiped, as one girl will
worship another. So she put the fur-lined
wrap over her friends shoulders with an
amusing travestry of fond, proud mothers
care.
said abruptly
"Oh, my dear, to think should have for
gotten Lucretia Adams told Inc to-day, in
at Copeland's, while you were talking TO
Ned, that there is to be a new man at Mrs.
Hopes to-night--a New Yorker too such
an elegant creature Lu raved about him,
his manners and customs, his face his money,
and don't know what more. | wonder if
you know him."
"What is his name ?" said Madge seat
ing herself carefully in the carriage, in awe
ofherfresh draperies apparently-rea smit-
ten by "A strange thrill of curiosity.
:" | declare, don't know. He's captive
of Hope DORIS, they say the tenth Muse
as the aesthetics call her"
Madge was re-assured. She could not, of
course, know any OF Miss DORIS adorers;
but as she sat down. an hour after. to rest a
little from a long walk a little buzz and
motion about the door of the reception-room
attracted her, and looking up, she saw, as
the guests parted to admit their entrance
Mr. Schenck and on his arm the most
beautiful OF women.
Tall, fair, with a stainless snowy skin,
and hair of living gold Hope DORIS Greek
features were indeed the very outlines of
ancient sculpture, with the inspired express
sion of lofty intellect beaming from her
great cool gray eyes and calm lips; and her
simple statuesque dress of lustreless white
silk, utterly without ornament, fell about
her like the draperies of Praxiteles.
Madge's heart sunk. How she despised
her French fripperies her puffed and creped
mar her Jewels-herseii What was her
glrish' laughlng' rosy beauty beside inns
goddess from olympus wlth khotted mar
ana nowlng garments stateiy as Juno ana
lovely as Venus, and u climax OF late
leaning on Mr. ochehcks arm with gentle
condeSeension' ana answering what he SAID
WIN serene ana iolty smile
HOW She mated ia heart' too' the dapper
Youth VINO approached her, card IN hand,
tor the promised galop How he dwarfed
beside her ol1 ioVer manly aspect ana
noble manner foor Madge As she rose
10 90 her duty, she met Mr. Schenck eye
tie bowed courteouSiy y OUT coolIy, and 10 her
rage and disgust, she Ielt the warm color
steal upward TO her bright locks, and she
had VIA Impulse 10 urag the lucEless
YOUTH at her side out oil the door, and bury
MN ana herseI at once IN tne hrst snow
drlit bnt VINO ever heard oi impulses at
party Inc gaIop was properly danced
and her already nlled cara oi engagements
gone through wlth but IN all the long even,
ing Mt Schehek never approached her' ana
'ne Went nome IN state OF mlhd that
alarmed rolly ana disguSted herself
am tlreu ana cross GEAR, she said al
,nn,ro,, hut | nigbt hita ,,, Ia o-n;aht
nv, nv ~ ~ o"v % HhS"' INV w" ''-h's"t'
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