The Van Buren press., 1878-12-03

world in your strewing feathers, fower
and frippery on the couch, for l tell 20,
once for all that will not go to Lady
Marys soiree tonight y
but, my lady, demonstrated he
maid, "here is the dress, the very dress
you ordered OF Maradon; only see how
lovely it is, and such blonde | am SURF
no one ever saw such blondee
do you really mean so, asked thu
young lady turning her eyes languidl,
upon tue tempting and elegant tinery
" But no matter, | am i'll, out oil spirits
out of humor, and will rot go; SO pu
everything away and bring me the Dream
of Sorrow No-that's too melancholy
the magazine--no that TOO political, pro
sing as Lord Henry-that odius Lore
Henry | never saw a man in my life
waltz SO ungracefully. wish some o.
the bookselling people would publish t
new something, for lately new hooks. will
one or two exceptions. have had nothing
new in them. suppose you have moi
got any books, Lucy ~
Oh, no, my lady none that you woule
read, am sure" replied the DISCONTINUED
damsel, displaeins rather than arranging
the assemblage she had laid out with nc
little pride Oh the satin couch in Lad,
Emilys dressing room.
How do you know whether | would
read them or not2 What are they p de
manded her young mistress.
Lucy stopped and holding up her pref.
ty fingers, that seemed formed expressly
for the dresses Of Iady's toilet, counted
"the Bible "Gregory's Legacy two
volumes of "CIarissa Harlowe,' The
Vicar of Wakefield ''The Housekeeper's
Assistant Shaespeare's Plays" q
dream book and few songs
That's all | can remember, my la
dy.'
"A pretty mixture, to be sure said
the young lady; "only, Lucy, it aston.
ishes me tdat girl of your sense should
have such silly thing as dream book
in your collection 1t is not silly but
wicked to be superstitious, aud you mus1
not give way to such follies.'
No, my lady,
at is so absurd to place any faith in
dreams,
Yes, my lady"
Now don. You thing SO, Lucy %
ooh, | suppose your lady ship knows
q But what do you think, Lucy -
Why, indeed, my lady, tblnk, if
az Q ut,,nu rssp,rati1ns, mat is sometimes
And have known many dreams that
h,v Il ~, 1,
Heaven, all of themselves
"Silly girl exclaimed her young mis-.
tress. But | should like to see your
book, just to point out how ridiculous
it is"
"lll fetch it directly, my lady," said
the sapient waiting woman, nuttering to
herself when fairly in the ante-ronm,
Ridiculous indeed She had n dream
last night, and wants to find out its mean
ing, Notwithstanding all she said about
superstition, | never knew a young lady
yet that wasn't curious about prophesies,
fortune telling aud the like. But never
mind, it is possible that can read her
dreams as well as the book
Outwardly the Lady Emily was as like
the thousand and one young ladies, who,
to use the popular phrase, "shed lustre
upon the recent drawing-room,' as it was
possible for any Young lady to be- She
was pretty, accomplished, generally good.
natured. seldom capricious, animated, and
more gentle and attable than most earps
daughters, doomed to the Inheritance OF
eleven thousand pounds per annum.
She was, moreover, romantic, astonsh
ing for romance is not the order Of the
day in fashionable circles it belonged to
the ponit-lace ruflie school, and has been
consigned with other cast-otf habits OF
our ancestors to oblivion.
Among our moderns nothing is SO mucn
the mode AS spirit of inquiry Our
young ladies must investigate Everything
from the anatomical formation of n
midgc's wing to the last discovery of
science. Self knowledge Is the only
study deemed imprudent by chaperons,
and it happened to be the only one tn t
poor Emily was mistress of Alay F.! she
had never written verses, even in an al
bum, nor studied any portion or branch
OF mathematics, so as to make her like
her governass, learned in name if not in
reality IT ever Lady Emily thought of
making sensation, she called in the aid
of her incompatible French mlllner, and
consigned her pretty foot to the mystic.
ries of no less celebrated Milnottc She
did not seek to dazzle by her wit. or ia
struct by her wisdom. She was even
once or twice suspected Of wishing that
she had been born in an humber sphere
of life, and talked, poor girl, of disin-
herited affection.
Her father, clever and accomplished
statesman, kindly overlooked these little
mental alterations, and at the same time
resolved, that while she thought. he
would act and thus maintain his author
ity.
1t is not to be supposed that Emily
could have been so outre in her senti.
ments if she had been brought up like
the present young ladies OF rank and tai.
ent, who commence by inquiring a knowl-
edge of the world under the care of a
pretty intrignante, denofninated nursery
maid. No such thing. She was educa
ted in the country by the widowed and
aged parent of her deceased mother, a
stately and dignified gentlewoman, as
old fashioned as if she had lived in the
days of Queen Anne, and full of what
are now termed "strange notions
She would persist, for instance, in us.
ing the night for sleeping and the day
for occupation; called even perish pau
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