The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1878-03-23
WHEN HELEN TAINTED,

MISS HELEN LoRIMER dropped her
handkerchief; Richard Warner picked
up the dainty lace trifie and gave it
back into the little pink-gloved hand
from which it had Slipped. In return
for the service he received smile, a
bow and musical 'Thank YOU"
ga very fne-looking fellow = that
young Warner-dOn't you think so, Mr..
Stickney?" she asked, arching her pref
ty brows in very patronizing manner,
as her father clerk passed on
"Passable,'' replied the young man
addressed, lifting, with exquisite tact
and grace, an eye-glass to the weakest
of his weak eyes, and scrutlnizing War
ner through it with one of those long
stares peculiar to some people. but
who is hep
Now Mr.. Stickney didn't ask the
question for information. He knew, as
well as he knew that the habit of wear
ing No. + Qadies' size) CATERS was Civ
ing him some most eXcruciating corns,
that the gentleman about whom they
were conyersing was only salaried
clerk in the employ of his pretty COM
panion's wealthy father.
W. AS , hoDOuy, w bO SulC' DuI
father has some very eccentric notions,
and insists upon our asking him to all
our parties, as much as though he were
a young lord"
Mr.. Warner had made the circuit of
the room again during this converse
ton, and was approaching the place
where they stood-this time with Miss
Adelaide Lorimer on his arm. There
couldn't have been greater contrast
had some little roseate morning cloud
taken it into its head to run away with
its grandfather, the midnight, than
there was between the above-named
couple-W arner, with his tall, proud
figure, in the suit of well-worn, but
glossy, black broadcloth; his dark,
handsome, manly face and magnificent
black eyes and Adelaide = slight,
sylph-like; sunshine in her robes of
some white, gossamer fabric, in her
violet eyes, rose-tinted cheeks and soft
cmls floating to her waist like golden
mist.
They looked well together, neverthe-
less, and Miss Helen angrily bit line
of milky little teeth into the rose of her
under lip on seeing them in each others
company. She had been thinking for
the past few minutes what nice per-
son Mr.. Warner would be to flirt with.
She was tired of the yellow mustache,
weak eyes and insipid gallantries of her
devoted Augustus, and though she in
tended in the course of time to become
Mrs. Stickney, unless some sutton with
an extra thousand happened along, she
pOuld,1'f 500 XVhU for tho MANSON cLo
might not entertain herself by breaking
the heart of her father handsome clerk
in the meantime.
What right had Miss Adelaide to step
in thus unceremoniously between her
and her intended victim? 1t was down
right mean, and she wouldn't submit
to it. Somehow, by some careless mo-
ton of the lady's wrist, her jeweled fan
was jostled from its place, and, sliding
down her long skirt of rose-colored
satin, fell directly at Mr.. Warner feet
as that gentleman was passing. OF
course he could do no less than disen-
gage his arm from his companions and
restore the misplaced article (Mr.
Stickney had turned his head for fear
of an Introductory, and of course he
saw no attempt at fascination in the
beaming glance with which Miss Hell
ems superb eyes acknowledged the po-
likeness. Of course, too, he failed to
be aware of any art in the way that
charming young lady managed to en-
gage him in a sentimental conversa-
ton, or any coquettish maneuver in the
skillful manner in which it came about