Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1877-04-19

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was we'll planted, the piquant ballad
haunted Madge and flushed her face
many time when its lifting measures
returned to mock her.
So to Boston she went, to her dear
friend Polly, and found that proper
and intellectual city nightly agree.
able. Beaus she had by the dozen, but
there were none like Mr.. Schenck; none
so devoted, 50 elegant, so noble ooking.
She missed the daily bunch of fragrant
violets on her dressing.table; she
missed the selection of new books that
showed always how we'll he OWNED
her tastes, the forestalling of her
faintest caprices. the devotion that
was too delicate to obtrude itself, the
homage that was sincere yet courtly.
GLOW young all your gentlemen
friends are, Polly - she said to her
friend one day, after an evening at
which at least a dozen sets of English
whiskers had vibrated about her and
been pulled before her, as if paying a
kind of mysterious k0w.tow to the
latest goddess.
..That's fault they will mend Of,
Madge," laughed'Polly. ''Even in dear
old Boston We have to grow up, and be
literati to boot"
''But l do so hate boys y sighed
Madge.
"And boys do so adore you - mock
ed Polly. 80,
Nladge blushed and sighed. Why did
she think Of Mr.. Schenck!
In the meantime, there in New York.
Aunt Phemy had q visitor now and
then. Mr.. Schenck knew his friends,
and never neglected them; he was
least of all likely to set aside Miss
Roper but she never alluded to him
in her letters to Madge, and that young
lady had already decided in her own
mind that her suitor had taken him
self off to parts unknown to stitle his
anguish by absence. If Madge had SO
good an opinion of her own powers, can
She be blamed! So bewitching as she
had proved herself. should this man be
the exception to her rule!
One night there was to be a great
and gay party, to which the friends
could not fail to go, and Madge took
unusual pains to render herself lovely
for the occasion. A new Paris robe
was unfolded from its boxes and wrap
pings for the occasion the delicate,
glittering pale green silk, mingled and
mixed with equally delicate apricot
and films of Malines lace, was wonder
fully adapted to her peculiar coloring
and style and in her red-brown hail ,
and here and there about the dress,
clusters of tea.rose buds rerfumed the
air as she moved, aud harmonized
with her dress in every tint ; besides
these. her sole ornament was a neck.
let of great opals set in black enamel.
"Madge, you are a miracle to he.
hold - exclaimed Polly as she beheld
her. "You have given your mind to
it as much as ever Mr.. TOuts did. Woe
to the Boston boys tonight, my dear
Even Miss Dorr won't hold candle to
you
Pretty Polly, fresh and sweet as a
June rose in her white silk and pink
corals, deserved comments herself ;
but she WAS willing, fully, to be extin-
guished by Madge Roper, whom she
worshipped, as one girl will worship
another. So she put the fur lined
wrap over her friends shoulders, with
an amusing travesty of fond, proud
mothers care.
AS they went down to the carriage,
Polly said, abruptly:
"Oh, my dear,to think should have
forgotten! Lucretia Adams told me to.
day, in at Copeland's while you were
talking to Ned, that there is to be a
new man at Mrs. Hopes tonight a
New Yorker, too; such an elegant
creature! Lu raved about him, his
manners and customs, his face, his
money, and don't know what more.
I wonder if you know him.
"What is his name!' said Madge,
seating herself carefully in the car
riage, in awe of her fresh draperies
apparently, really smitten by strange
thrill Of curiosity.
IL declare, l don't know. He's q
captive of Hope DORIS, they say the
tenth Muse as the aesthetics call
her."
Madee was treasured. She could not
of course. know any of Miss DORIS
adorers; but as she sat down, an hour
after, to rest little from a long walk.
a little buzz and motion about the
door of the reception room attracted
her, and looking up she SAW, as the
guests parted to admit their entrance
Mr.. Schenck; and on his arm the
mo- It beautiful of women.
Tall, fair, with stainless snowy
skin, and hair of living gold, Hope
DORIS Greek features were indeed the
very outlines of ancient sculpture,
with the inspired expression OF a lofty
intellect beaning from her great cool
eyes and calm lips; and her simple,
statuesque dress of lusterless white
silk, utterly without ornament, fell
about her like the draperies of Prax.
iteles.
Ntadge's heart sunk. How she de.
spised her French fripperies, her puff.
ed and crept hair, her els-herself!
What was her girlish, laughing rosy
beauty beside this goddess from Olym-
pus, with knotted hair and flowing gar.
ments, stately as Juno and lovely as
Venus, and o! climax of fate! leaning on
Mr.. Schenck's arm, with gentle con.
descension, and answering what he
said with serene and lofty smiles
How she hated in her heart. too, the
dapper youth who approached her,
card in hand for the promised gallop!
How he dwarfed beside her old lover
manly aspect and noble manner! Poor
Madge! AS she rose to do her duty she
met Mr.. Schenck's eye. He bowed
courteously but coolly, and, to her
rage and disgust, she felt the warm
color steal up to her bright locks, and
she had a wild impulse to drag the
luckless youth at her side out Of doors
and bury him and herself at once in
the first snow drift. But who ever
heard OF impulses at a party! The
galop was properly danced, and her
already. filled card of engagements gone
throug III with; but all the long evening
Mr.. Schenck never approached her,
and ..ie went home in a state of mind
that alarmed Polly and disguised her
self.
II am tired and cross, DEAR" she
said at last. "D0n't talk to me. IL
be good tomorrow, but I might bite
you tonight; feel like. it,"
So Polly kissed her, with dumb