The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-31

threats, but had brayely foresworn
luxury and elegance for the sake of
the girl he loved aud who loved him,
and married her, conscious that he was
in the right.
Mamie Morgan had never been ac-
customed to surroundings that were
more than plainly comfortable, 80 that
to her the pleasant little home her hus-
band took her to, and which he was
enabled to make for them in considera-
tion of snug little sum of money in the
bank, saved from his income, was very
paradise to her, where she was as happy
as the day was long, after Ernest had rea-
soned her into believing it was not her
fault that his mother refused to coun-
tenance them.
He had not been long in obtaining a
good position, and on the salary he re-
ceived he and his young wife lived well,
even elegantly.
Then little baby-girl had come to
them, and over the nesting cradle, over
this child, Mamie's conscience con-
demned her afresh, and she cried over
baby's fossy golden hair.
/ wish as heartily as you do, darling,
that my mother would be friends with
us, and she shall know your delicate
compliment in naming baby Helen Ber-
wyn, after her own maiden name. Who
knows but that this pet of ours will prove
peacemaker ?"
True to his word Ernest wrote to his
mother, telling her of the birth of Lis
child, her granddaughter, and renewing
his invitation-iu his frank, eager way,
that was yet perfectly free from fawning
TO come to his home and be convinced
that Mamie had made, not marred, his
happiness.
Mrs. Ruslington was conquered by the
letter-by the sweet news that always
touches true woman's heart.
Almost all those long months since her
darling had gone from her home to be
the delight of another loving woman S
life, she had been wearying for him, and
daily, hourly, regretting that she had
said such cruel things to him.
Within an hour she was with her son
at his office. the first time she had seen
him since the day he had told her Mamie
Morgan was his wife, and this proud
woman Sobbed out her true heart full
ness on her sons breast.
=" 1t was wrong in me, Ernest, I'll ad-
nit it. Twill endeavor to atone by going
at once to your wife. But, my boy, if
can't love her as would like to, you
mustn't blame me, will you? I'll try for
your own and your baby's sake"
Ernest smiled confidently.
"You won't have to try, mother
You'll find the dearest little woman in
the world glad to receive you, and wait
ing to love you as dear child should.
Go to her at once"
She did go, and was shown into the
parlor by the maid without giving her
name, merely requesting the girl to tell
her mistress lady desired to see her.
There came into the room a slight,
graceful, girlish creature with beautiful
Niolet-blue eyes, and hair Of soft, lus-
trous brown, that was crimped slightly
from the parting, and gathered into a
thick Grecian knot at the back of the
classic little head.
She wore a wrapper of gray serge,
with pockets, collar and buttons of
brown silk.
There was dainty linen collar and
q bright blue ribbon bow at the neck,
and linen cuffs at the small, round
wrists.
There were no earrings or iewelry of
any kind, and Mrs. Ruslington's iudg-
ment gave thrill of approval-even
under protest from pride-as this girl
ishly-womanly creature came forward
with an ease and graciousness that never
could have been acquired.
~ am glad you have come. Lay off
your cloak and hat, please, and we will
go into the nursery. I have all my dress
making done there now, so that 1 can
keep an eye to baby, you know"
Mrs. Ruslington liked the voice very
much, but hardly the popularity of ad-
dress.
"In the nursery, Mrs. Ruslington /?
I certainly would be glad to see the
baby"
You will see plenty of her," Mrs.
Ernest laughed, before I am done
with You. Oh, did you bring the polo
naise pattern, Mrs.-there I told my
husband / never could remember the
dressmaker's name he said he would
send-Mrs.- yes-Mrs. Abercrom-
bic You did bring the polonaise pat
tern?"
Mrs. Ruslington, senior, understood
it all in flash.
Her daughter-in-law, whom she had
finally condescended to visit, mistook
her for the dressmaker.
Mrs. Ruslington, junior, was inly
astonished to see such a dignifed, we'll
dressed lady come to help her make up
her black silk, and, while Mamie was
absent moment in response to little
Nesting cry from baby Helen, grand
mamma Helen suddenly began to enjoy
the situation, and when Mamie came
back, said
"I haYe forgotten the pattern, Mrs.
Ruslington, but / think we can make
the skirt first, and leave the polonaise
until tomorrow"
And Mrs Helen RarWvn RnRlinQton