Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1878-11-05

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but you will have TO now Il suppose ?"
What you choose TO give mop"
Twelve dollars s. month e'
"Yes-snythipg r.
Rob felt little awkward. Desiree Fon.
tsine was not in the least like the Hiber-
nisn damsels he had that morning haggled
with at the crowded intelligence office.
II don't want IT, be inquisi.ive." he
said, "but-"
"Y u want to know who sm," inter.
up'er u stree. II nm Fronch-I came
To .hh cru0try because my relatives
were A, dead. have an uncle here to
whom WI - lha | would come to this
country. hoped that he would meet me
at the landing of the steamer. but he was
not there. have sought for him in vain
| can only iesr that be must be dead"
But you speak English we'll"
"D0 | 7' Distress face frightened. IL
was at an English school near Paris for
four years.
Il should think you might get place
As teacher"
Desirce shook her head.
Il have tried. answered advertise
menis for goyerness-then for a seam
stress, but nobody would take mo, for |
knew no one and had no recommends
'iOns. have been here selling bouquets
for week but earned 50 little-oh, so
little! Sometimes | went TO bed without
nv supper because l had not 3 penny to
buy it :"
Bob was silent. Somehow his heart
sched tor this poor Young creature with
the dove-like blue eyes, and the fresh pink
aud white complexion.
IL hope Lizzie will have the good sense
to like her. be thought; "but there's no
accounting for the freaks OF q woman"
"Did you bring me girl, Bobp" Was
his sisters frs, question. hurled at him
through the dArkuesss.
"Yes, did,
Bob ,riumphsntly produced Desiree
Mrs. Ferrars eyed her keenly seemed not
disploased with her youth and bushes,
asked one or two kind questions, and de-
iivered hor over to the housekeeper q grim
old Scotch widow.
Whore did you get her, Bob-at the
French intelligence office ?"
"Oh, | picked her up" said Bob. evas-
lively.
Did she have good recommendation -
First rate" was the reckless answer.
written ?"
No. verbal"
Where did she live last 9r
Bn: Bob at this point went of into &C.
sIscies over the first tooth Of his niece, 4
small morsel of humanity some eight or
nine months old. Mrs Foulke Ferrars
tell s, once iRto the trap. and Desiree's
references were forgotten.
The French girl proved quick. handy
waitress, ready 10 learn and singularly
graceful. Everybody liked her. and Bob
best OF all
Upon ms word, Bob. nssid Ferrars. .one
day, when the desert was placed upon
the table and Desiree Rad Withdrawn.
You do nothing but stare 3: the little
Parisienne do believe you are falling
in love with her T.
Nonsense, said Mrs. Ferrars. glanc-
ing quickly up. bob is far too sensible
tor such piece of Quixotism as ihstp'
81 do not know that it would be Qnix-
otism said Bob, stoutly. She's certainly
pretty"
"She's not lady"
But | maintain that she is LADY,
What absnrdity Bob !"
We'll, then, will you be good enough
to tell me what constitutes lady"
Observation-Disclosures"
"Desiree is educated and refined"
"She is only servant"
II maintain that she is lady, for all
that"
Both clung so resolutely to his view OF
the subject that Mrs. Ferrars took the
first opportunity to tell her husband con-
fdentially that she should send Desiree
away.
What TOR ?'ejsculsted Foulke Ferrars,
open molthed.
"Oh, dear!" said his wife petulantly,
linen are so stupid. Don, you see that
Bob is falling in love with herP"
That's rather hard on the poor girl,
isn't it. to punish her for Bob's folly ?"
Mrs. Ferrars' face grew rigid.
Il shall discharge her." she said. "A
servant has 10 business to be prettier and
more attractive than others cf her caste,
and saw Bob talking to her last night
In the garden"
So when Mr.. Robert Morrison came
home from the city the next night. tall,
freckle-faced young man, nephew OF
the Scotch hOusekeeper, waited on the
table, and be looked in vain for the light.
footed, blue-eyed French girl
Where is Desiree 2"was his first ques.
ton.
Il have discharged her"
Bob's brow grew dark. but Mrs Ferrar:
met his eye with bold defiance.
..Xhnt Maa lhii for 2n be asked stnrn.