The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1879-09-03

ner~-Wlthn her very grasp, "
florry was to wear dress Of elegant pink
silk "a tint admirably suited to her delicate
compiexion) made IN the most elaborate STYLE
and over it was to BIO worn skirt Of ricl
white lace. Some slight alterations wer.
necessary after it was sent home from the mo
asste, and it was handed over to the skillfu
fingers OF Elite, also necklace of pearls te
be braided in new style.
To give better idea Of Mrs. Linn's MIND
we viii relate conversation that took place
between her and Florry, the day but one, be-
tore the ball. They were in the boudoir,
fforry intently absorbed in the pages Of d
new novel; aud Mrs. Linn dividing her atten.
ton between listless glances out of the win
dow and restless ones at Che complacent,
naughty belle. Finally she broke forth i'm.
patiently, Glory do stop reading and give
me your attention, there is something want
to say while Bell is out.''
Flor9 laid down her book, and resting her
superb head upon her hand, said listlessly,
"what is it?'
:" Do stop that listless, languid manner, |
do believe it is only feigned, for you feel as
much interest in this as do.''
'tIn what Pr
Why, Horace Maynard, and his intentions
toward you, What do you think he means
by all this MISUNDERSTANDING, should say
he has been honoring you with this winter q''
A faint flush crept up to the pure white
brow, and the full lips curled half seornfully,
What do care what he means ?''
You do care be communicative now
florry dear, and let us talk it over.''
1 II am sure l can't say what he means. /
only wish knew
He cares for no one else."
No, without it is Effie Jansom, he
"Pshaw r. interrupted Mrs. Linn. sshe
does not care straw for her the little, sickly,
faded-out blonde.''
"lie seemed to pay her some attention the
other EVENING"
he could not avoid it. Depend upon it,
Florry, this is very pointed, inviting you to
ride alone with him in his own carriage. Don't
you remember he SAID In particular he would
take his o'cn cd,ridges Perhaps he is going
to take the opportunity to proposes'
He has had plenty of opportunities, il
that is what he is waiting for. | am sure
could answer him much more gracefully here
IN the parlor, than in a closed carriagc''
g N a laar4 M. .A-s.-.---sa
to the point. Flirt with somebody else, or
tell him you are going away for an indefinite
period anything that will lead him to COM
nit himself" Bell came in and the CONVEX
sation was interrupted.
Florence resumed her book, and Mrs. Linn
ordered her carriage, and drove to Stewards.
As she passed up the counter she saw, with
out appearing to do so, the slight form Of Et-
tie Wentworth standing there. She was ex-
aiming some muslin the clerk had just hand
ed down FOR her inspection. He instantly left
her to attend to his more fashionable custo-
mer, of whose thousands he was cognizant.--
Ettie did not know it was Mrs. Linn, who had
seated herself with her back towards her, and
face averted. She inquired for muslin, and
the young gentleman, or rather ungentlcman
ttrned and took the piece Elite was examin-
ing out of her very hands.
"This is too coarse" replied Mrs. Linn,
tossing it back again without looking around
"Wait moment" he replied, and he dis.
appeared tip flight Of stairs. Elite hesitat-
ed whether she should wait until some ont
moro polite should come to wait upon her, Of
leave her purchase until another time. Aftei
looking up and down the crowded counters
the thought of Lille at home alone decided
her. She turned, and as she did SO encoun
tered Horace.
:" / have been around to see youj' be sale
hurriedly, in allow tone, Sand Mrs! Davis tolt
me you were here. l am obliged to loav,
town in about half an hour, and shall not TO
turn until tomorrow evening, at six o'clock
have an engagement for the evening, but
will call in few minutes about seven. Il
the meantime you will not forget me darling
will your Nor forget that you are my promises
wife?v
Ettie's reply was too low for Mrs. Linn (wh
sat listening) to hear, but it was satisfactory
for his voice was full of tenderness as he re
piled
81 shall not forget you, darling, for q mt
ment. And remember, TO morrow evening
the last of my engagements until you go wit
, meg
. The voice sounded strangely familiar
Mrs. Linn, but she dare not look around.-
/, The clerk returned with an armful of delica
i musiins, and the couple behind herr turne
. and left the store.
8 AS she looked after them, a strained, frigh
! ened expression came into her face.
z Who is that gentleman" she asked,
: the clerk, who had colored slightly, as
g bowed to him. He had no idea that the mo-
}. est, shrinking maiden had such knight
I that
Il "Mr. Horace Maynard" he answered.
r "It can't be,p exclaimed Mrs. Linn.
it /" Yes ma am # was no other"
ID She took up the muslin again. W
u take two yards Of this"
or "That is the piece you looked at fri
10 These are finer"
"It is immaterial," she replied, feeling U
Of able to tell anything about the quality OF nu
Of lin, just then.
he FloTy was still absorbed in reading, al
i'd Bell was filing out some sketches taken amo