The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-10-05
SADDER AND WISER.
CHAPTER. T

Mrs. Ashbury's lace-making, saying how
very much she wished her papa would
allow her to learn the art. ''But in
deed he will not, Mrs. Ashbury," she ex-
claimed, as that lady announced her in
tention of asking him herself. "Indeed,
indeed he will not; fOr-for he thinks
my eyes too weak"
Mrs. Ashbury gazed sympathetically
at Dolly's gray orbs, while that young
lady demurely sighed, and promised to
do everything Mrs. Ashbury recon-
mended
"Though she must think me an idiot
if | do" thought wicked Dolly.
How very much nicer it is for us
young ladies to be by ourselvesl said
Constance Leighton, tall, blonde, and
insipid, laying her hand caressingly on
Mrs. Ashburys chair. "Is it not a re-
lief to be rid of the men for while, Aunt
Elinor?
/" Oh, so nice." sneered Dolly, especial
ly when they are so distressingly de-
voted"
Constance did not relax feature as
she replied: "Yes, you may be thank
full you are not society belle, little
Dolly"
Why should the color mount to DolIy's
cheeks at this reply, brought upon her
by her own remark? Perhaps there was
a sting of bitter truth in Miss Leighton's
words, or was the diminutiye unpleasant?
Here come the men at lastW Joy
fully exclaimed Mrs. Leighton, who had
fallen into a graceful position, and inn
proved the opportunity for a nap.
Dear Mr.. EsdaiIe, | have been count
ing the minutes since we left you all"
1t must have been a mathematical
dream-land, then" laughed Dolly, while
one Of the gentlemen bent to catch the
ball Of scarlet wool fallen from her lap.
How very stupid. Oh Mr.. Temple,
do not let me keep you from Miss Leigh
ton" as he took the low stool beside her.
Please-she will be 50 angry"
Harry Temple laughed low, and
sttoked his mustache. "Do you beat up
recruits for Miss Leighton, Dolly?"
You have no right to call me Dolly,
Mr.. Temple; and see, Mrs. Leighton is
transfixing me with her formidable eye
glass"
wonder if you pose, Miss EsdaiIe?"
said Temple, not needing her last re-
mark; for, by Joye. | never saw any
timing SO picturesque as you are in that
airy white gown, and your lap full of
scarlet wool"
Many thanks; but see, the glorious
golden head is reclining on pale blue
much more effective, | assure you"
Effective; yes, in one sense. Like
pumpkin, | should say"
Mr.. Temple!" and Dolly strove to
look digniied, but as the ball rolled
away again half across the room, and
Mr. Temple was obliged to make dive
before it disappeared beneath Mrs. Ash
Durys voluminous gray silk, the dignity
was a failure.
:" Do you always take walk on the
beach III the early morning, Miss Es-
dalleY
g Yes, | have so far; but if you pre-
fer monopolizing the beach, will go to-
ward B or Y"
"Why not go together?"
For two excellent reasons; number
one being the improperly of such a de-
parture from Leighton rules; number
two"
:" If number two is no better than num-
Der one, so | will with you tomorrow
morning, sweet Dolly"
Number twoW repeated Dolly, lean
ing her chin on her hand, and a smile
lurking around her moHth-" number
two Why, really, it is extremely awk
ward 10 confess it, but because do not
want YOU"
Are you in earnestP" inquired Harry
Temple so passionately that her eyes
dropped. Had this man., this pet of So
ciety, learned his fiirt's trade so we'll as
to have such tones at his command?
A little pang went through Dolly's
heart, as she replied, why, of course"
and the warm gray eyes were lifted to
his
There's no getting anywhere near
you, Miss Leighton" were the next
words Dolly heard, and, looking up, she
saw Harry Temples brown head bending
beside the glorious golden" one, sew
eral footstools having been ruthlessly
kicked over in his progress from Dolly to
Constance At sight of these helplessly
upturned stools Dolly burst into fit of
laughter.
Z" Miss Esdaile does not resemble that
melancholy hero of one of our late
novels, who never laughed audibly,"
Dolly heard Constance say to Temple.
Could it be he who was answering?
:" 1t is pleasure to hear such a laugh,
however" Dolly was quite melted by
this; but Temple continued 1t is such
a characteristic one-heartless through
and through"
The room seemed to swim around poor
Dolly, and while the whist table was
drawn out she escaped through the low
French window. Here IN the park she
would stay, all night if she chose The
moon was shining brightly over the
water, and Dolly seated herself on an
old rustic bench just beyond the house
toward the a.
: | hate Leighton and all the Leigh
tons, and worst of all, Harry Temple.
who Is rs hateful as though he were a
Leighton too. | would beg papa to go
home tomorrow, only | know it would
be of no use, he is SO delighted to be in
sight Of Constance's stupid yellow nod
die. | almost wish he would marry her:
but what would Marjorie say to thatP'
Here Dolly thought she heard footsteps
on the gravel, but having satisfied her
self that it was pure Imagination, she
continued he soliloquy: 4 am so glad
Marcy is coming, only am sure to hate
Mr.. Granger, who is coming at the same
time. | know she is not engaged to him
or she would have told me"
Dolly" called a low voice" Dolly
dear!"
Dolly dear, indeed thought that
young lady, her nose more "tip-tilted "
than ever. "Here l am, Mr., Temple
perhaps YOU would like to hear my