The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1877-10-28
. HETTY's BEAUX.
THE MISFORTUNE OF HAVING TOO
MANY LOVERS.

Ibid ever any girl have go much fuss as
do over her beaux, cried Hetty Martin,
swinging slowly back and forth on the old
& white gate which guarded the end of the gar
You needn't have any fuss, Miss Hetty, If
you don't choose" said the ood.ookngg
gazed rather vacantly up the dusty road.
That's the way you always talk, An
drew" said Hetty, rather pottishly. "You
are never tired Of leeturing me. Go on to
your work, for II is not near supper time" =,
II don't want to .scold or lecture, Hetty,"
said Andrew Marshall ''but you need some
body to tell you your faults. Your poor
one of those blessed beagx Of yours, seems to
be OF her opinion. verify believe l am the
only man In Ascot who dares to tell you that
you are frivolous, and trifle unwarrantably
enough to admire AMI praise you."
speaking Andrew" said Hetty, bright
flush dying sr cheeks and neck, 'but of
course thank you kindly, cousin Is priv
LEGGED to insult and wound young girl,
II don't mean II that way, Hetty ! am
sorry II / have offended; but you will get
over III and perhaps thank me in your heart
at. But as to James Watts; are you going to
persist in your ref,lsal2 You have encouraged
him for six months past"
Il shan't marry james Watts said Hetty,
rather angrily Il am sure never gave him
much encouragement went TO the Lyceum
lectures with him, and let him put on my
skntes at the pond. Now II is spring, want
n change. james Watts did well enough for
winter, but his very name bores me In the
How silly you can be-. Hetty,'" said her
day that he should leave Ascot and go to
didn't care for life here II you persisted In re-
hirn, Hetty.'
lovely Hetty, dropping her long brown curls
over tle gate 80, Andrew, there is Rudolph
y We'll, and what Of that2' asked Andrew.
Isn't he handsome2 do hope he Is coming
What should bring him here2' asked An
20, nothing Of course" said Hetty, in a
sarcastic tone II suppose l never attract
Andrew Marshall turned away as II weary
with the conversation and walked rapidly
down the dusty road toward his blackslnith's
shop. Hetty saw him bow to Rudolph Larch,
who was staying at the Ascot Hotel, o small
wooden structure kept by a iovfal Mr.. Smart,
who combined butchering with hotel keeping.
Rudolph stopped at the gate over which
& Hetty still hung, all anxiety to speak to the
handsome stranger.
aGood afternoon, Miss Martin Can see
your mother2'' he asked with bow, which
Hetty mentally contrasted with the one which
which she decided was 'just too elegant for
anything"
Yes, indeed. Walk right in, Mr.. Larch.
Hetty led the way, and gave the gentleman
b seat In the pretty little parlor. Mrs. Martin
wes stewing over the stove. her face red
from the heat Of tho fire, an old brown calico
dress on. and her head tied up In cotton
handkerchief She was preparing dish of
milk toast for Andrews supper, for Mrs. Mar
tin was very fond of her stalwart nephew.
She was very much surprised at hearing
who was occupying her little parlor, but ran
up stairs at once to tidy herself" and was
soon with Mr.. Larch.
Excuse my interrupting you, Mrs. Mar
tin" said Mr.. Larch, In his courtly tone 81
was told by Deacon Whitney that l might
possibly find board here for o week or two.
The accommodations at the little hotel do not
suit me; the butchers shop 80 near is great
objection Can yomI, accommodate me with
. out inconvenience p
Mrs Martin hestated. Her circumstances
were not Of the most Gourishing. Indeed, II
it had not been for Andrews board, she and
Hetty would often have known what pinching
poverty was. She had no objection to adding
q little to her income for the next two weeks,
but there were but three bedrooms. The one
she occupied herself was too close and small
for more than one person, then Hetty had one
and Andrew the other, Mrs. Martin debated
In her mind whether it would be advisable to
ask Hetty to sleep in the garnet for couple
OF weeks. That young lady had often given
her mother specimen Of her high temper,
and might do SO In this instance.
II hardly know what to say, Mr.. Larch. /
should like very much to accommodate you.
VIII you excuse me while l speak to my
daughter Z"
MIS-. Martin went into the kitchen where
Hetty was buttering the toast.
ttvNhpt 1Cng ha want. nY' Ghp cried "1)p
hurry up and come and finish this toast. Pm
nearly burnt to death. Tell me what he
wants, though"
Mrs. Martin explained in an embarrassed,
hesitating manner, adding
"And now, Hetty, II you would rather have
my room I'll sleep in the garnet. should not
mind mind It in the least for need money so
Eyes, and Ineed some now summer dresses"
responded Hetty; "but will sleep in the
garnet myself. Your room is too stuffy this
hot weather, and the garnet is large, and clean
IL IL Is low"
Mrs. Martin was surprised at her daugh-
ters ready aequiescence, but did not stop to
inquire the wherefore, She hurried back to
close her bargain with Mr.. Larch, and then
to get the supper on the table.
Andrew was astonished and apparently not
very well pleased at the arrangement which
his aunt had made He took Hetty out In the
garden after supper, and made her sit down
under big apple tree on a seat which he had
made during his leisure hours.
what do you want me out here forY'
asked Hetty. surely you are not beginning
to court me on your own account Andrew?
Or, perhaps, It is TO give me second dose of
James Watts
sNo Hetty," said Andrew, gravely, sit is
only to warn you not to try to get up flirta-
tion with Mr.. Larch. You must see that he
IS far above you in life, and hope you will
commit no folly
III have no intention of getting up hirta-
tion Andrew" said Hetty, augrily. why
are you always lecturing me r
bnsy wife" said Andrew, unheedng her
anger. 'sThere was Lucius Pellet and David
Thorn. either would have made you a good
husband, Hetty. dislike to see my pretty
cousin 90 vain and triiiing You You are are nearly
teriiy. You never help your mother in any
yyny----'