Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1879-11-15

WhIess, wholly cODlarlcss, ana her
tiny feet thrust into slovenly slippers.
Mrs. Clarence poured out the coffee
rs she chatted with the girls, in her
mothcrly, Interested way.
'Tcll me all about the party last
night, children; you were 80 good to
come home early
Madge looked up, brightly.
1T was delightful, mamma. For
est Lawn is II most elegant place, and
the company was well chosen.
Mabel sat frowniDg Grossly ut the
stcaming coffee.
Mamma, you know | perfectly
hate coffee. Why didn't you tell
Bridget to make chocolate. / shan't
touch coffee
Gentle Mrs. Claroncc's face looked
suddenly distressed.
Il nm sorry, dear, If you arc disap-
pointed, but Bridget was 80 busy
this morning.
The ungracious voice broke in,
harshly:
Then, why didn't you make it
youvsclfp o
Mrs. Clarence flushed, and she
gave Mabel u sud, rcproachful look !;
then another Of warning towards the
open door.
What arc you pantomiming about,
for heavens sake? Madge, it is
laughablc to SEQ tho angelic disgust
on your face
Madge went on with her breakfast,
quietly.
If my face shows my displcasure
and grief Mt the saucy way You speak
to mamma, it only betrays half what
| feel. Perhaps when you know
there is a stranger in the kitchen,
eating his breakfast that Bridget gave
him, and who hears every word you
say, you will be induced to speak at
least triilc more respectfully, even
ifyou don't mean it,
Mnbcl's lip curlcd.
what do you suppose ! care for n
strangcr' Mamma, nm / to have my
chocolate or mott Bridget, You lazy
thing, where's my chocolate
And Bridget not being that second
on the spot to answer, Mabel rushed
angrily out into the kitchen in search
of her, to find instead n rough beard
ed, ragged-clothcd man.
4 don't see why you couldn't haye
eaten your breakfast outside. The
idea Of mamma being such M idiot ~
to allow bcggars in tho house! BE
quick rs you can, and get outp
Evidently pretty Mabel was in tho
proverbial ill-humor that comes after
Il night of dissipation.
She slammed closet doors in her
search after the chocolate, and alter
natcly sc0ldcd her mother, borated
Bridget, and tsltalizcd Madge, until
at last she grew 50 angry over the
tempest she was raising, that she
threw herself into the chair in a vcri-
table fit Of stubborn sulkiness.
Then, Madgc having insisted on
her mother taking u walk in the sun
ny garden, she went into the kitchen.
pheasant morning, isn't it? What
u pity Bridget didn't give you your
breakfast u little more appctizingly.
Hero, do make the remnant of your
coffee at least palatablc.'
She was 50 CHEEKY that her very
presence was like ray of sunshine,
and the man, although he seemed I'M
able to understand her, bowed sever
al times in token of his thankfIlncss
and appreciation, as she placed
tiny jug Of milk, the sugar-bowl and
q butter plate on the table beside him.
Then she flew nimbly around and
deity prepared q pot of chocolate;
toasted q slice of bread and carried it
in to her sister, pouting in tho cusL-
toned chair.
Come, my lady, don'tpunisl, your
self because you happened to be u
little out of temper. Come, dear,
cat, drink and be merry, and let's
talk about Mr.. Caryl Erminc.'
Madgc's infectious good humor, the
sight OF the toast and chocolate con-
4uered, and Mabel permitted herself
to be coaxcd into the gossip she
really enjoyed.
1T was glorious last night, wasn't
IT. Madge, was it only ilnagina-
ton, or did he really pay INC very
marked attention 2
Madge laughed.
'Hc was very courteous to every
body. Yes, come to think Of it, Ma
bel, he did dance with you three
times, with Miss Lesser twice.. and
with other less fortunate creatures
only once
"Wllicl, latter list includes your
self. Evidently he wasted no special
admiration OH YOURSELF said Mabel.
The cruel, uncallcd for sarcasm cut
Madge to the very heart-tlat fond,
true WOmanly heart that knew no
Jealousy, nor envy.
Her answer was very quiet, very
honest, but her sweet sensitive lip
quivercd.
NO, Mr.. Ermine wasted no special
admiration OH me. Why should he,
when you were there 7 How could he,
anyhow, when there is nothing about
me to attract any mans notice. All
the same-and the old, sweet content
thrilled through her toncs-I am
very well satisfied. You shall make
the grand match one of these days,
and mamma and l will live alone and
keep each other company"
Mabel sncered.
1t's very little comfort you'll get
under such an arrangement. Mamma
does demand more waiting Oh than
any one ever saw, and you arc silly
enough to humor all her whims.
Well, thank Heaven the prospects