Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1877-11-30

hope she will have him, and papa
and can jog along forever. We
don t mind cheap things as poor Ju.
liza does. There! That paint can't
be whittier. Pm coming down, and
you can move the ladder over TO the
other window for me, Tom
But, cautiously descending the
ladder, Dolly only caught a feeting
glimpse of tall figure out at the
garden gate.
"WeIl'' she said, tugging at the
heavy ladder, eff Tom was in such a
hurry that he could not move the
ladder, he might at least have wait
ed to say good morning"
Then, being the sweetest tenn
pered of women, though merely a
passablv pretty girl, Dolly ascended
the ladder again, and soon forgot
Toms rudeness in the absorbing du-
ties she had undertaken.
In the meantime Mr.. Thomas
Bardell, shaking with laughter,
wended his way homeward, Inc
wardly determining to make his
next call at DIR. Lawlor's when
Miss Dolly was less engrossed in the
task of cleaning paint and the diff
entity of maintaining her equilibri-
um.
''For that must have been Miss
Dolly, with the natty little
boots, and pink calico dress. She
had lovely brown hair, though l
could not see her face"
The next call made by the heir, of
the Bsrdell Place found the parlor
shining with cleanliness, Miss Julia
Lawlor, a really beautiful girl, ar
rsyed in the blue muslin, knitting.
The appearance of the blue muslins
was the result of Thomas Bardell's
apparently careless intimation to
busy DIR. Lawlor that he intended
to "drop m'' that evening. For a
wonder the COctOr remembered the
fact, and the "Lawlor girls" were
arrayed to receive their guest.
"Dolly, in half an hour, decided
that she liked the newcomer very
much indeed, and that he would
make very nice brother when he
fell in love with Julia and married
her, as of course it was his manifest
destiny to do.
"For Julia really is lovely"
thought unselfish little Dolly, "and
when he hears her sing he must
lose his heart"
Apparently the singing was as
powerful as a magnet as Dolly
supposed it would be, for scarcely
a day or evening passed that Mr..
Bardell did not drop in. Tom Law
lor, the Doctors nephew and stu
dent, declared Bardell to be first
rate fellow, and was always bring
ing him to tea. Then the garden of
the Bardell Place, as summer came
on, offered most tempting opportu-
mites for the presentation of bou
quets to the fair ladies at DR.. Law
lOr's. To be sure, Thomas Bardell
did not know that Julia's share al
ways adorned the parlor, while Dol
ly cries over hers in her own room,
and sometimes pressed her rosy lips
upon the card of the donor.
Silly little Dolly!
For she knew Mr.. Bardell was
falling deeper aud deeper in love
with Julia. Did he not fairly haunt
the house? Did he not listen en-
tranced when Julia sung, even up
setting all the orderly arrangements
of Doily's work box in his abstrac
tion.
Was not the picnic on the Bar
dell grounds, to which all the
friends far and near had been invi-
ted, solely the result of Julia's wish
to see the place?
That Picnici
Somehow it impressed itself upon
Dolly's mind that Thomas Bardell
was contemplating a proposal on
that June day, when he was to play
host to all the people of Rush
town.
She could not have told why she
thought so, nor why she resolved to
ask "papa" for- permission to visit
her aunt in New York a few weeks.
"Just TO give them aechance to be
alone," she thought, and, wondered
what made her heart throb so very
painfully at the idea.
She made Julia look like an ex-
quisite picture, by wreatbing field
daisies under therim other chip hat,
and fastening her soft white lace at
the throat with bunch of the same
flowers.
Then she dressed herself rather
hastily, having curled her sisters
hair, and otherwise made Cinderel
la of herself.
She heard nothing of a dismayed
exclamation in her fathers study
of: ~ -,.t ,.r
"But bless my soul, BardelI, l
can't spare. her! She is my right
hand and eyesl She is housekeeper
and companion and everything! /
thought It was the other one you
we're"
And here the blundering, kind
hearted father stopped, hesitated,
and finally said:
"Well-well, if she loves you, /
will not say nay, though l don't
know what | shall do when you take
her away"
Then Thomas Bardell discovered
that it was fully time for him to go
home and receive his invited guests,
and he departed, not seeing the
girls, and leaving the doctor in dire
dismay.
"Dear me-dear me-" he kept
muttering; "why couldn't he have
fallen in love with the other one?"
When the Lawlor carryaIl, driven
by Cousin Tom, drove into the ave-
nue. of Bardell Place, Thomas Bar
dell, standing upon the porch to re-
ceive his guests, thought his eyes
had never rested upon a lovelier Wis
ion than the daisy wreathed face of
Julia Lawlor. The prettiest pink
tinge came to her cheeks as she ac-
cepted his help in leaving the car
riage and his arm TO the house.
I Dolly Jumped out, s'anyhow," as