The Centre reporter. [volume] (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, 1877-04-12
Pride and it's Fall.

sign,
'Oh dare say, said Mrs. Pondas-
set. busquely "But I've no patience
with a gir, who allows herself % be so
fooGshly elatod by $ mere piece Of good
luck
Mrs. PendaSset was a Whitc-locked old
lady, with black CyehrowS, a suspicion
Of a beard and deep bass voice, and
when she SAID anything, IL sounded very
much in earnest indeed.
Il think Mary is little conceited, -
said Patty
Think '' echoed Mrs. Peuiasset
"There's no sort OF doubt about IT, \
good dead conooited, you had better say.
Never mind, Patty, she's engaged 60 a
fine gentleman. with white hands and
broadcloth clothes, and your Young man
works. in carpenters shop" Patty
WINGED "a little az tins, for she was IN the
habit ot calling Mark Robinson. her
aflianced lover. "a builder '0 "but
give deal more for vour chance of hap
piness in married life than FOR Mary
Moreau's. And 60 think how reckleSsly
she flung James Bennett over for tins
fine new lover of hers. Wei, with a
long breath, and a slight elevation oi
the Roman nose, "She Il live 10 be sorry
for il vet. or I'm no prophet
Patty Dexter wen; on with her sewing
in silence.
She was making up pretty dove col
ored cashmere dress 10 be married In,
for Patty was not one of the gilded
daughters of luxury who can ailord q diff
ferent toilet for every occasion.
In her case the bridal dress would
have 70 Oficiate as travelling dress also
and best dress for wear afterwards.
There was only "a black silk aud a blue
alpaca besides IN her simple tr1uSSeau.
and she could not help remembering,
with tr,lnsitory pang of envy, the ex-
quisite white silk. thick and soft as a
magnolia leaf, which Mary Moreau had
shown her, As the dress she WAS 20 be
married in.
Mark Robinson was very NEE; unul
within month Patty had imagined him
perfection. But why couldn't Mark
have been a grand gentleman, like
Mary's lover2
Mrs. Moreau kept boariers, and Mary
earned her own living IN Nine. Poillon's
millinery.
y I
blue ewes and dimplss attracted the at
tention OF Mr.. Guy st. Clair. who had
temporarily engaged her mothers best
rooms-and now the pretty milliner's
girl was lifted ont Of her sphere at
once.
Mary, You'd never give me upg'
said poor james Bennett, who was uu-
able 10 believe his own ears when he
heard Of Mary's engagement.
Don't be silly, Mr. Bennett, said
Mary, with dignity.
But you promised me, Mary. And
You We been wearing my ring Tor year,
pleaded the young man.
"Oh, that was all nonsense. said
Mary, tossing her pretty little head.
There 's.yOur trumpery rlng back again
If You want It ! And of course no one
attaches any Importance TO boy-and-
girl Irritation.
u meant II, Mary
The more fool You - retorted saucy
Mary.
And that was all the consolation James
Bennett could obtain from his tickle
lady-love.
Mrs. M0reau was hardly less delighted
than her daughter with this unexpected
dawn OF good luck.
She was silly. soft-hearted matron.
who hal read a good many novels and
acquired, in spite Of her fifty years Of
poverty and struggling privation, very
little actual knowledge of ths world that
was around her.
Il always knew that y0u was made
for a lady. Mary. said Mrs. MORGAN.
" And Won shall have that hundred
pounds Uncle john left rs. for your out
lit. intended it 10 refuruish the house,
but II amt likely l shall 60 on having
boarlers after you're married to q rich
gentleman like Mr.. st. Clair.
And Mary, unc0nsciously selfish in har
great happiness, took the family fortune
without once thinking Of the three
younger girls who were badly off for
shoes, and wore decidedly shabby shawls
to and from school
OF course, when / am rich, can
give them plenty Of things, said Mary
to herself And mamma shall come
and live me, and the girls shall 60 TO a
regular boarding school.
And Mr.. ST. Clair was certainly, as
Mrs. Moreau delightedly declared, ga
real gentleman, as thought nothing Of o
fresh pair OF kid gloves every week, and
used Cologne water ~
He talked vaguely about taking Mary
on the Continent for the winter. and al
luied to his villa at Brighton aud the
house he meant TO buv In Belrravia.
asked Mary whether she would prefer a
basket phaet0n, with cream colored
ponies, or a landau, and expressed his
opinion that no lady should ever be with
out two India shawls at the very least.
And, to cap the climax, he came home
one day with a velvet case in his hand
and tossed it debonnairly, into his fan
GEES lap.
d" For you, Mary, said he.
She opened it with varying color and
lips all wreathed with smiles.
"Oh, Guy = cried she. Diamonds
81 hope you'll like them, " said he.
clrelessly. "They suit nv taste. "
81 will wear them to be married in. 50
said Mary, radiantly. "Oh, Guy how
can / ever thank you enough 2"
And she remembered poor James Ben
nett's inexpensive little garnet ring with
athrill OF indescribable contempt.
Yet how beautiful she had thought
it at the time
They were sitting together in the back
parlor the next day. when a boy brought
a note for Mr. ST. Clair.
How provoking - exclaimed the
bridegroom-elect, knitting his brows.
=" What is it, Guy }" said Mary.
"The bill for those diamonds. told
the blockheads not to send IT until my
remittances came from London, bat they
must have misunderstood.
They'll wait, won't they?" said in
nocent Mary.
"Oh, yes, they'll wait but l should
like to send the money at once. One
doesn't want to be under an obligation
to that sort Of people. But it don't sig
Nifty. I'll just step out and borrow Of a
fellow at the bank. Anybody viii let
me have thousand"
He took up his hat.
Mary, who had glanced at the open
bill, put her hand on his arm TO detain
him.
"Wait, Guy, " said she; "I can lend
you the money. Mammals lawyer paid
IN Uncle Johns bequest this morning
don't You remember? You were in
the dining-room when the check came. "
Gan right, said Mr.. St. Clair. care
lessly, 10 the lad; ego back TO Dudlev's
and tell 'em I'll call and settle in half an
hour"
ga hundred pounds is nothing to
you, Guy, said Mary, admirihgly.
Not such great deal, said Mr.. ST.
Clair, Struggling his shoulders. "Well,