The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1877-12-01

with the natty little boots and punk call
CO dress. She had lovely brown hair,
though l could not see her face"
The next call made by the heir of Bar
dell Place found the parlor shining with
cleanliness, Miss Julia Lawlor, rarely
beautiful girl, arrayed in blue muslin, at
the piano, and Dolly, also in blue muslin,
knitting The appearance of the blue
muslins was the result of Thomas Rar-
delps careless intimation to busy DR..
Lawlor that he intended to drop in"
that evening. For a wonder the doctor
remembered the fact, and the "Lawlor
girls" were arrayed to receive their guest.
Dolly, in half an hour, decided that
she liked the newcomer very much in
deed, and that he would make a very
nice brother when he fell in love with
Julia and married her, as of course it
was his manifest destiny to do.
"For Julia really is lovely" thought
unselfish little Dolly, land when he
hears her sing he must lose his heart"
Apparently the singing was as power
full magnet as Dolly supposed it would
be, for scarcely day or evening passed
that Mr.. Bardell did not drop in. Tom
Lawlor, the doctors nephew and student,
declared Bardell to be tirstrate fellow,
and was always bringing him to tea.
Then the garden of the Bardell Place, as
summer came on, offered most tempting
opportunities for the presentation of
bouquets for the fair ladies at DR.. Law
lor's. To be sure, Thomas Bardell did
not know that Julia's share always
adorned the parlor, while Dolly cried
ovr hers in her own room, and sometimes
pressed her rosy lips upon the card of
the doner.
Silly little Dolly!
For she knew Mr.. Bardell was falling
deeper and deeper in love with Julia.
Did he not fairly haunt the house? Did
he not listen entranced when Julia sang,
even upsetting all the orderly arrange
ments of Dolly's work, box in his abstrac-
ton?
Was not the picnic on the Bardell
grounds, to which al the friends far and
near had been invited, solely the result
of Julia's wish to see the place?
That picnic!
Somehow it impressed itself on Dolly's
mind that Thomas Bardell was contem-
plating proposal on that June day,
when he was to play host to all the peo-
pie of Rushtown.
She could not have told why she
thought so, nor why she resolved to ask
papa" for permission to visit her aunt
in New York few weeks. "Just to
give them a chance to be alone" she
thought, and wondered what made her
heart throb so very painfully at the idea.
She made Julia look like an exquisite
picture, by wreathing field daisies under
the rim of her chip hat, and fastening
her soft white lace at the throat with a
bunch of the same flowers.
Then she dressed herself rather hastily,
having curled her sisters hair, and 9TH
erwise made a Cinderella of herself.
She heard nothing of dismayed ex-
clamation in her fathers study of:
But, bless my soul, Bardell, can't
spare her! She is my right hand and
eyes! She is housekeeper and compan-
ion and everything! l thought it was
the other one you were -"
And here the laundering, kind-hearted
father stopped, hesitated, and finally
said:
Well-well, if she loves you, will
not say nay, though l don't know what
| shall do when you take her away"
Then Thomas Bardell discovered that
it was fully time for him to go home and
receive his invited guests and he de-
parted, not seeing the girls, and leaving
the doctor in direst dismay.
Dear me-dear me-" he kept mutter-
ing; why couldn't he have fallen in
love with the other one?"
When the Lawlor carryall, driven by
Cousin Tom, drove into the avenue of
Bardell place, Thomas Bardell, stand
ing upon the porch to receive his guests,
thought his eyes had never rested upon a
lovelier vision than the daisy-wreathed
face of Julia Lawlor. The prettiest pink
tinge came to her cheeks as she accepted
his help in leaving the carriage and his
arm to the house.
Dolly jumped out anyhow" as Tom
Lawlor said, and there was not the faint
est color upon her white cheeks though
she talked and laughed gaily enough.
But after the luncheon was over, Dolly
found an opportunity to escape alone,
and strolled over to q rustic seat over
looking a pretty lake, and completely
hidden by tall lilac bushes. Here, with
her useful little hands idly clasped, she
was looking straight before her, thinking,
when Thomas Bardell, who had watched
her fight, also strolled down the path
that led to the rustic seat.
Dolly was thinking.
1t is lovely here, and the house is
splendid. Julia ought to be very happy,
but l wished she cared more for him
All she looks forward to is the splendor
and freedom from money care. But per-
haps that is best. | don't care about
money, so it must be best for me to stay
at home and make it cheerful and com
Portable for papa. Julia says l must
come often to make her long visits, but l
don't think can. wonder"
And here little Dolly's hands clasped
each other in tighter grasp, and her
very lips grew white as she wondered if
it was very wicked for her to feel such
an envious longing to have. not the
wealth, but the love of her future
brother in-law.
"Tll soon conquer it," she thought,
miserably, "when it is all settled. It is
this waiting that tries me-"
She was not to wait much longer, for
the bushes parted near her, and present
ly Mr.. Bardell surprised her by saving: