The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1877-07-07

stand pair OF red WhiskerS and mus
tache close to my lips - and Maud
shuddered very much as Rhoda had
done few days before.
"Mr. Farnham's whiskers are not
really red. Do you think so, Maud
l shonld call them more OF q blonde
brown" replied Rhoda, not noticing the
sly glances Maud exchanged with her
mother at this sudden change of opinion
In one who had colored the red whis-
kers and mustache herself not ten days
ago
"Farnham's an odd fellow" ex-
claimed Rob-, who had come into the
room just as Rhoda had pronounced Mr.,
Farnham's whiskers "brown." "I'te
been trying to get him enthusiastic over
our masquerade, and he won't even say
he will stay until the night Of the ball.
He'> tired of the beach. Now, Rhoda,
II YOU were only blonde you might
have smitten him with your charms F,
and through you might have persuaded
him to remain. don't know, however,
that wish he liked you, for"
"For what ?" interrupted Rhoda,
quickly.
"Oh, you'd never suit one another,
that's all. But l needn't bother my
self. He doesn't admire squaws, and
you hate red whiskers so there ism t
the least danger of you're fancyiug one
another"
"Well, Miss Merton is here. She's
"a pale-face,' I'm sure. Can't you
persuade Mr.. Farnham to stay through
her, pray ?"
"No he's tired 6f the beach, and
Everybody here, he says. So l sup
pose he will CO."
| But Mr.. Farnham did stay to the mas
querade, Notwithstanding 1t was post
poned week later than at first de-
signed, and much beyond his proposed
time of departure. In that time, too,
he paid such marked attention to little,
dark Miss Brent that large, pale Miss
Merton was shocked at the perversity of
mems tastes, aud everybody quite
astonished at the turn affairs had taken.
Everybody, at least, but Bob. Sherwood
and his mother
The ball was success. Phil. Farm
haii looked really very well in his cos
tune, which hi copied as accurately
after Sotherh's as he could and with
his "blonde. brown" whiskers, quite the
cut, and few alterations in his express
sion With paint and pencil, he made a
very presentable "Dundreary. The
usual stereotypedl number of flower
girls, queens, kn ghts and peasants
crowded the floor but the prettest lit
tie dahcer in the room was one little In
dian, Minnehaha she called herself,
The COSTUME was pretty and unique.
DecSed of with profusion of bright
beads and feathers, Rayly ornamented
moccasln slippers, and the long, heavy
plaits of black hair hanging far below
the owher's waist, altogether 1t was
charming, If not an entirely accurate
study of an Indian girl.
81 think l recognize these, sweet
Minnehaha," whispered "Dundreary, -
spoke, and drawing the little brown
hand through his arm for a promenade.
do not be too sure," returned the
maiden, in a low tone ''as y6h pale
, faces are wont to call all dark maidens,
collectively, 'squaws, i should think II
might be difficult matter to pick out
one individually iD this assembly,"
"If this one little Indian we're less
, agreeable and charming In her manner
, toward me l might indlvldualize still
closer, perhaps, and whisper her true
: name, only the lady whose eyes shine
/ behind that mask hates red whiskers,
/ aud would never trOuble herself to talk
, to a stupid Dundreary |"
"Dld Robert Sherwood tell you that?'
} The mask was torn off now. and, step
! ping out of the crowded room oh to the
: wide piazza, Rhoda Brent's flashing
( eyes looked up into Philip Parnham':
5 face. demanding an answer.
, Confidence for confidence, DID
! Robert Sherwood tell you called al
5 darn women 'squaws p"
Theh they both laughed Id eact
> others eyes, and the moon shone dowr
r brightly ap0t them, the sea murmureC
softly to them, and the summer nigh
! stars twihkled merrily over their heads
+: "fhe "aifait" was all settled Quit
! hmleably between them there anC
I when DID hour later Rob. SHERWOOD
Q stepped out on to the piazza in quest o
/. his cousin and his friend, and beheld il
I the shadowy moonlight Minnehaha'
e dark tresses half hid behind Lord Dun
q dreary', red whskets, he came up Il
n them with a quiYzical smile upon hi
=. lips and whislled a bar of the "leh Lit
/ tie Indians"
) "Robert Sherwood, your cousin Rho
k da Brent has promised to be MY wife
In spite of the pains you seem to liav
s taken TO prevent our liking one anothe
o yod See we do, and hope we have you
8 good wishes"
5 "Ah i'' cried Robert, stating bacl
s In mock surprise, and recklessly quotln
Id d melodramatic tone:
9 Phil-BnnE not to thy lodge a strnnS
= From the land Of the Dacotabs
!. There are feuds.
4 Here he looked sternly at Rhoda.
. Phil. laughed, and taking Rhoda
. hand in his, replied as dramatically
n For that reason, II no Otner.
" Would wei the falr DAoOtah,
= Tn t Od teifte may 20 forgotten,
- And old wounds be healed. forever;
=, Give me as my wife TINS maiden
' Minnehana, Laughing Water"
"Let your heart speak, MInnehaha."
Iy Rob. continued to quote. Then RhOdI
u "uothing unwilling nor reluctant" pu
10 ting her two hands into Phil's, al
sSered with, a blush and a smile