The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1877-12-13

matinee"
Thank you, sir; we can go to the
matinee any time, but the poor people
need the money now," Essie said, giving
the bright new note back to her father.
4" Yes, now is their hour of need. I
will send the money immediately-in
your name, my little girl. I wish 1
could add fifty or a hundred dollars to
yeur mite, Essie but it is impossible for
me to spare it now"
" hope you didn't think was mean,
Nettie, not to lend my money to you;
but you have so many pretty dresses
already that thought I'd rather give it
to those poor starving people" Essie
said to her sister as they were going to
bed that night.
like papa, than you put it to a good !
use"
Nettie lay awake a long while that |
night, for a sudden, startling and per
picking question presented itself uncere-
moniOusly to her consideration if Este
had made a wise use of her money, was
not she going to make very foolish use
of hers She debated the question in all
its bearings, and tumbled and tossed IN
easily on her very easy and comfortable
bed. Nettie was not used to making
sacrifices. There had been no need of
any self-sacrifce in her bright young life,
and this was the first time she had ever
felt called upon to deny herself in any
way.
" Fifty dollars will go but little way
in relieving their great Distress" she
| thought; and there is no use of wear
! ing my old dress, and having all the girls
make disagreeable remarks about me, be-
cause lot of people whom | never saw
and never will see, and who, Pm sure,
would never help me, happen to be poor
and needy. There are plenty of people
who will help them, and there is no need
of giving up my dress"
But then if every one should think as
she did, and selfishly leave it to some one
else to relieve the necessities of the poor?
But then, again, everybody was going to
have new dress for this party; and Phil
would be there, and he always liked her
to appear among the best. Well, it was
perpleXing and disagreeabie either way,
so why not decide on the most agreeable
alternative?
"Pu buy my dress the first thing in
the morning; then l can't be tempted
tO--NO, Iii ask papa which ought to do.
No, can't do that, for he'll only say, as
he did to Essie, Spend your money as
you like; it is your own and will con-
trast the difference between our modes of
using it, and think how selfish I am to
spend it for myself Oh dear I wish
had bought my dress this morning; then
there would have been no question of
right and wrong"
NettIe ran up to her room the first
thing after breakfast, to take a look at
= the old blue silk. She threw it on the
, bed and loOped the lace dress over it with
t some pale pink rOse-buds, and 1t certainly
looked lovely-not much of q sacrifice,
t after all, to wear such beautiful dress
. most girls would have thought. But
? then Nettie had certainly worn the dress
e many times before, and her friends were
d well acquainted with all its defects, a!
e we'll as Its beauties.
t "There's where Eve Mason put hel
foot on the train the first time l wore it
/ / always thought she did it on purpose
n mean, spIteful thing, although she apollo
gized and was so sweet and 50 sorry
t Here's where Allen Page dropped
y chocolate-ice over the back width cal
It cover that with the lace and flowers
There's is where Arthur DelanO splasheC
|, it with champagne the night he was s.
{ dreadfUlly under its influence; that
l the worst place, and 1 don't know how
o shall conceal it; perhaps l can drape m,
IS sash gracefully over it, pinning it tigh
to the skirt beneath the loOpes, aud
K won't look so dreadful. Oh, dearI ate
a all, the worst thing about it IS that PV
5, worn it half a dozen times already, an
/ every body knows it, and will say, Their
n comes Nettie Locke in her old blu
/, again"
g This last thought was so narrowing
" Nettie couldn't restrain a few tears, an
IS they fell; drip, drip, on the "Old blue,
a and added another stain to its already
Fl damaged beauty.
e Right on the bosom, too" Netti
s. said, drying her tears quickly Chow
e ever, it isn't so bad; I can cover it wit
2 some natural roses
6 She sat down on the bed beside tn
e still lovely dress-thOugh it had certainI
a seen its best days-and pinned a fOwe
here and a ribbon there, singing softly tn
Y while one OF STRAUSS exquisite waltzes
lie The delicious air she was singing too
3 her thoughts captive presently, and cal
ried them far away from the present an
lie all it's perplexities. She dropped tn
So flowers, rich ribbons and Iaces from he
W listless hands, as a mental vision passe
before her of the coming ball-a visio
<, of fair young girl in a cloud of mist
lg like tulIe and rosy blossoms; a vision a.
Is Turing as Aurora herself when she come
y through the gates of the dawn, scatterin
"a roses and dewy diamonds in the pathwa
OF of the day god a vision that brings
80 flush to her cheeks and q sparkle to be
ut ewes. She sees the tender light in be
e, lovers ewes as he bends to tell her hOI
n fair she is in his eyes and in the ewes {
d all men; she hears the passiOnat
sweetness of waltz and galOp, the passion
al ate sweetness of whispered words an
u low replies but above the music of th
rs bands, above the sweeter music OF he
N lovers voice, above the sound Of laugh
ing voices and dancing feet, she hears
a; CRY for help and suCcor. She gave a Las
ss deciding look at the old blue, with il
"a stains of wines and sweets, and last d.
IN spairing thought to the vision of hersel
radiant, beautiful, in feecy tulle and rOs
/, blossoms; then drew her purse from he
e, pocket. She checked back a few risin
p sobs, but resolutely counted out tn
er amount necessary to purchase shoes an
/ glOvez, and laid the remainder aside
to bear ESTES mite company on its misslO
Id of charity and mercy.
Mamma" she said, as she seated he
b. self at the luncheon table, " l am gOin
lie to wear the old blue, after all and
ra Phil doesen't ike me in it-well, l can
help II"
ed "Phil will like you in anything,
lg fancy" her mother said, smiling. BI
lie why have you abandoned the diaphanOl
he robe that was to be so becoming ~
Because" she returned, between
laugh and a sob, g 1 am going to use n
h money as Essie did hers"
well, my DEAR" her mother sal
2" softly, 81 can only echo your father
le- words to Essie-vOu have made vi
use of it; for has not He who suffer-