The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1879-04-10
CINDERELLA.


Really it's quite a riddle, when one
comes to think of it." said Mrs Dale,
putting the tips of her ringed fingers
meditatively together. Jeanette is q
charming girl. with 8 most taking way
with her. I'm sure there. can be no
doubt about her marrying satisfactorily.
And Marisn's music is an excellent card
to play. But when one comes to Philip
pa"
An odd little eipsy, isn't she ?" said
Mr.. Dale. Decidedly impraeticable,
l should think"
Neither pretty, accomplished MOI
womanlv r' sighed Mrs Dale. gloomily.
Mrs Darrell Dale had no children OF
her own. and she knew the social posi-
tion which any middle-aged mRtren
gain when she is surrounded hY pretty
| girls So Mrs Darrell Dale had invited
her brothers daughters from Hemlock
Hollow, in the Catskill Mountains, 10
spend the summer at Niagara Falls with
her.
"I dare say" said she, confdentially,
TO her sister in-law, the farmers wife,
they'll be married well before the
season Is over; and, in any event, the
experience will be worth deal to them "
And honest Mrs. Humphries took all
her ten years savings cut of the Hem
lock Hollow Bank, to equip the three
girls suitably for their summer cam.
psign.
Jeanette took to waltzing and the
German as naturally as if she had been
born to them Marian slipped as gracer
fully into literary and musical groove
but poor little Philippa seemed to fit
nowhere. She was shy and silent in the
ballroom, struck unaccountably mute
when she ought to be tslkative, and
seemed to prefer the woods, beside the
great cataract, VII al the world fOcked
to the ballroom of the Clifton House or
the International.
Because, Aunt Theo," said hone t
Pbilipps, " ! never know what to say to
the gentlemen when they ask me to
dance"
But, my dear child" said Mrs. Dale,
that's not the way to get into society"
"I-I don't think care so very much
about society, Aunt Theo," said hereti-
csl Philippa.
'Then you'll never get married in
| the world" said Aunt Theo, in an ac-
cent OF despair.
But even Philippa WIS reused into
| interest when the cards came out for
the gland fancy masquerade ball at the
| International Hotel, and Mr.. Dale gave
each OF his nieces hundIed-dolIar bill
TO enable them to appear suitably fer
| the occasion.
shall personate Undine,'" said
| Jeanette, thinking how we'll she would
look in sea-green Grape, crystal fringet
and water-lilies.
=" And shall be 'sappho,'" cried out
| Marian.
Capital" said Mrs. Dale. "And
you, Philippar'
81 don't know yet" said Philippa
contracting her black eyebrows. Mr.
Mortimer says I ought to go as a
g psy."
Then, my dear" said Mrs Dale, ' be
a gypsy, by all means. Il Mortimer j,
good enough to express an opinion, il
houldn't be neglected"
And both Marian ard Jeannette looked
a little jealous, for the Hon. Hugo Nor.
| timer, from Montreal, was the lion al
Niagara Falls Just then, and his graciou,
notice was enough to insure the lucky
recipient frort place in the ranks o
ashton.
When did he say that, Puss 7'' de
manded Jeanette, jerking out the rib
bOns of her sash.
Oh, yesterday, when We were ovel
on Goat Island"
Is Did he walk with you P'
A little way"
al hope you made yourself agree
able2' suggested Marian, tartly.
don know whether did or not, ,
said Philippa And now, Aunt Theo
i you'll give me that bundle of work
III take it to Elise DupTe There will b,
just time before tea for me to walk ther,
and back"
"But the band viii play presently
and"
Thank you, aunt" said PhiIippa
but don't care for the band"
Philipps," said Mrs. Dale, at d.
think you are the strangest girlI'
Elise Dupre was a slim, eonsumptive
looking girl, who lived among the spruce
and tsmarscks on the Canadian side,an.
took in what sewing, embroidery ant
lace -meDdiug she was lucky enough t
get-a girl in whom Philippa Humpb
ries had somewhat become interested
because she was so friendless, and shsd
swy and IorIorn.
But instead of being singing at he
work, Philippa found poor Elsie sobbin
at the window, while her grandmother
hook-nosed, saffrOn-skinned old crone
sat rocking herself back snd forth by tn
dreless hearth.
Tie girl put her brown, warm ham
on Elsie's shoulder.
Else" said she, "stop crying. TeI
me What is the matter 7'
/; Don't touch me. nademoiseue.
vailed poor Elise. & They are comm
TO take me TO prison, tonight"
And then, in answer TO Philippa
startled eyes Of inquiry, she told ht
how Mrs. st. George had sent 9 whit
j MORE dress there to be retrimmed wit
2 costly Spanish blond Mrs. st. Grorgl
5 OF the Clifton House, whose D. arls. an
! diamonds, and splendid toilets, were ii
3 marvel of the plsce-and how, by SON
5 accident, the old grandmother had COZ
} trived to upset 8 kerosene lamp upon
"It is ruined, Of eouTse," ssid Els