The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-12-04
The Wipe Colored Silk.

| lhe Wipe COIOred SIIk'
When Myra Snowden passed through the
avenues and streets of her native city, she
was called moderately attractive; hers was
n fnce filled with freshness and animation,
| while she always dressed plainly and neat
ly. Myra was the eldest of five daughters,
for whom careworn father worked assid-
ulously as book keeper i'll large CONNER
cial house down town, while pale-faced
mother at home planned how best to econ
omize, that her precious daughters should
dress and become accomplished upon so
small a salary. Getting their own bread
and butter was never dreamed of in that
household they must be reared as their
mother had been, daintily. She had be-
| lonved to one of the first families in the
| city, but had long since become reduced.
| The mothers wardrobe had been turned,
gored and reversed, until nuught was left
of the olden glory except rich Wine
colored silk, which had been her wedding
dress. This was held in reserve for
Myras first appearance in society-the
mother little dreaming that this rich silk
would decide her daughters fate, and be-
come to them all m ''epen sesame" into
glorious round of happiness the
wearer.
| nj N y1ratfu
| suited a lean purse, sometimes. She had
| left school at nineteen, and WAS immediate
ly to enter society. A Anew dress was alb
solutely necessary, and forthwith the lean
purse was brought forth but no manner
of miracle could make this meagre sum
procure a fashionable suit; therefore, the
treasured wine colored silk was brought
from its dark closet. AS the mother
shook out the lustrous folds all the girls
gave vent to an involuntary exclama-
tiOn:--
"Oh, isn't it beauty!"
Myra shook her pretty curls and clapped
her white hands as, in imagination, she
beheld her devoted lovers admiration.
Will Raymond had thought her pretty in
dull grays and browns; what would he
say now, when he beheld her in this beau
tiful silk?
The younger sisters sighed to think they
we're not the eldest; while DER the face OF
the weary mother there stole sad, wisttul
look, as she saw herself bride again,
with the strong man at her side, look nG
with love upon her. Well, after all, had
they not been supremely happy9 The
care of large family had knit them the
nearer together. Her youth and lovlinest
were gone. "But," she thought, "we
have this sweet home band"
Then the scissors commenced their raw
ages and soon the dress was finished
) And very elegant it was; moderately hand
, some Myra had suddenly become beauty
the rich .hued silk had brought out all hel
latent points, contrasting elegantly will
the lefty curs and flashing black eyes
. When dressed, she tripped down the steps
: a pair of loving eyes watched her, and
mctherly heart throbbed with satisfaction
that this precious flower wore so GRACEFUL.
her adornments. Myra tripped on, sub
timely unconscious that she was attracting
80 much attention. Even elderly gentle
men peered in the sweet, eager, fushe
face, as the girl hurried TO reach the stor
{ where her father was employed. Sh
f often called upon him to offer bit of as
: sistance; it seemed to send gleam 9
e sunlight into the dim eyes when she wa
: about him.
Now, all anticipation, she passed throug
y the long rows of counters, looking for Wi
s Raymond, who was employed in he
v fathers department. She had been yer
s careful of her shiminering train, keepin
: it from any contact with dust; now 81
:, gave il a backward thrust, then turned
n see the effect Of the sweeping, glistenir
n fabric. Wills blue eyes spied her; L
: smiled, and she blushed rosy red.
g Who should be watching this little ep
= sode but the great head of the firm! T
g was large, ponpous and portly, with
is hard, stern face lighted by keen, gr'
r. eyes. A luminous diamond cleaned upo
% the snowy white linen of his shirt, al
K golden seals dangled at the massive chai
I. He stepped forward to speak to her. I
G had met Mr.. Sinwden's daughter mai
= times, out always passed her as chill
+. Now this little display Of vanity caught f
II eve, and it attracted him. ,as. D
" GOOD afternoon, Miss Snowden,"
<. said, blandly, and smile hovered o
the thin, set lips. "You have eol