The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-02-19

sometimes up go the eyeglasses. Then
feel--well, as If should like to freeze
somebody, If could for minute. 9th
ers see me and make believe they are
examining goods; so absorbed are they
that they go clear by me without look
ing up, and pass out in the same way.
But such sights don't bother me. l find
out how much true friendship is worth,
and who, out of all the seeming ladies 1
have been In the habit of meeting, are
true, and who are false"
"Then you meet some who are true?"
Yes, indeed; Judge Agate's wife,
who always seemed to me so proud and
distant, came up to me with glowing
face and fairly congratulated me. She
did it like lady, too, and like friend.
There was nothing patronizing about
her. And there were several Others to
whom know my position makes no
difference. They prize me for what l
am. Yet what price to pay for learn
ing the value of true friendship" added
Laura, with deep sigh.
g ] met Aggie Doyle to-day, and she
wouldn't speak to me-" said Alice,
Lauras sister, who had come into the
room and overheard the last remark
"Why shouldn't she speak to me, !
wonder.n
Because your sister is clerk in her
fathers store,'' said Laura, somewhat
bitterly.
"That's no reason why she should
treat me so" the child replied.
"Of course it is not; nor is it any
reason why Lizzie, her elder sister,
should utterly ignore me. 1 always lik-
ed her so much, too. But to-day she
came into the store and passed me with
such sweeping glance, after had pre-
pared a smile and welcome for her.
Mr.. Doyle has been so kind since papa's
death that looked for better treatment
from Lizzie. That, 1 confess, has
wounded me; and shall have to meet
her so often But never mind, must
remember my place. she added, rather
bitterly. have to work for my living
now-but will be proud of it Goodby,
old life of lazy easel Good-by, old
worthless young lady of fashion who
feels it, and she is slowly departing this
life." ...
So saying, she sat down gaily to the
tea-table, and soon forgot all about the
toll and the Sights of the day.
Have you filled out all your invita-
tions?" asked Lizzie's eldest brother,
one of the firm of Doyle & Co., some
days after the preceding conversation
took place. M
Lizzie was arranging hundred or
more tiny cream-colored envelopes,
which she tied together with some pret-
ty, bright-hued ribbon.
&C I believe so,' she replied, with a
smile. 8" have asked every young lady
acquaintance, and l think our party will
be the finest of the season, if papa will
only have the carpet taken up in the
west rooms and the floor chalked Rut-
ger will do them for fifty dollars, and
you have no idea how beautifully he
works."
''I think father will not refuse you
that" her brother replied. "I'll speak
to him about it."
Oh, thank you, AL. Then Pm sure
he will have it done. have asked him
for SO many things that was almost
afraid to ask for more.''
By-the-by, have you invited Miss
Laura Stanley ?" her brother asked, as
he was going out.
"Of course not !" said Lizzie, with
assured emphasis.
"Of course notY And pray why not2"
he asked, standing still. s. M
"Why, AL, what an idea ! she would
not expect it. Our op-girl-father's
clerk 1 wouldn't have her for the
world ~
Then, if you are sure she wouldn't
come, you might have sent her an invi-
tation out of compliment her brother
replied ''N
''I don't consider her an acquaint-
ance, !" said Lizzie, loftily; and Al walk
ed out of the room with an abrupt shrug
of the shoulders.
Presently her father came in.
60 g Lizzie, = he said, II particularly wish
you to send a note of invitation to Miss
Laura Stanley bN .paf
Papa, you don't mean ~ exclaim-
ed Lizzie, -chagrined. p,l,,,.o se.sfl.
6 Indeed, do mean it. What slight
the daughter of one of my most cherish