Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1879-05-07

r Tell me what is the matter"
: "Don't touch me mademoiselle,
4, walled poor Elise. "They are com
. ing to take me to prison, to night.
And then, in answer to Philippa.
startled eyes of inquiry, she told
her Mrs. st. George had sent O
white MORE dress there to be trim,
med with costly Spanish blonde
Mrs. st. George, of the Clifton
House, whose pearls, and diamonds
and splendid toilets were the mar
vel of the place-and how, by
some accident, the old grandmother
had contrived to upset a kerosene
lamp upon it.
at is ruined, of course" said
Elise, clasping her hands "and /
cannot pay for it-so am to be
arrested for the money 1t is worth"
"She must be an old hag," said
Philippa, impulsively.
"She is a cold, hard woman,
mademoiselle," sighed Elise, "who
knows not the meaning of the word
mercy And if they put me in
prison, my old grandmother will
starve."
"They shall not put you in pris-
on ~ said Philippa. allow much
was the dress worth"
GA deal of money, mademoiselle.
A hundred dollars !" walled Elise.
Philippa HUMPHREYS put her
hand into her pocket, where the
hundred dollar bill that Uncle Dale
had given her, lay inside the folds
of tiny blue velvet portemonnaie.
"There's the money" said she.
"Give it to the odious old happy,
and don't cry any more, for your
eyes are swollen to twice their size
already"
Elise looked incredulously at the
little brown slip of paper.
"But, mademoiselle, you are
surely not in earnest!" said she.
"You cannot be I"
"Yes, am" said PhiIippa, shak-
ing back the jetty rings of hair
from her black eyes. "Take that
money, pay Mrs. st. George, and
don't talk any more about it,"
swell, Philippa, have you decid-
ed upon your character yet 2" said
Mrs. Dale, when her niece came
back again.
ayes, l. will be Cinderella !" said
ohilippa, quietly.
"Who 2" said Mrs. Dale, with her
land behind her ear.
"Don't you remember, Aunt
rheo! The little brown-skinned
-irl who stayed at home when her
listers went to the Princes ball"
"Wbat a very odd choice !" said
IRIS. Dale. .
"Is it 2" said Philippa. "Well, l
ways did like to be different from r
Their people, Aunt Theo." +
The masquerade ball was a bril- t
ant success. "Undine," in silver S
reen Grape and white water-lilies, n
as as lovely as a dream. "Sap- O
ho" was tall and pale, and delight a
lily classic; but there was one Y
rop lacking in the cup of femin- a
10 happiness. Mr.. Mortimer, for 81
hose benefit half the bellies of Nj G,
CARA Falls had dressed that even fc
g, was not there. W
$50 provoking of Philippa," said m
unit Theo, "to go and throw away Sc
at money !" dc
"My DEAR said Mr.. Dale, ga Sc
'od deed is never thrown away. in
nd really that Cinderella's idea of to
e little girl wasn't so bad. Ha, Or
}, ha! she did stay at home when he
# sisters went to the ball" an
"She will never learn wisdom" ey
id Mrs. Dale, with some asperity. ba
It's so strange she don't care about clc
ch things" m,
But, as it happened, Philippa did ba
re about such things. And at in
1t identical moment she was 81
nding on one of the starlighted en-,
without, with a pink Mi
etland shawl around her should wi
J, peeping surreptitiously through sh,
J windows at the walters. dis
Miss Philippal !" val
She started guiltily. the
oh, Mr.. Mortimer / am not alo
ng wrong. am II"
lie smiled as he drew her arm
ough his.
But whv are Won NOT dono;no wo