Connecticut western news., 1879-03-05

Do"Ooy duu OOu, DuG SOm0nOW mN beloved Florence and darling Paul wer. not so entertaining as usual. Finally concluded to take stroll in the garden so I stole softly down stairs and reached my destination without meeting per son. The parlors were all aglo witt light. could hear the music and set forms glide past the windows, and a length I ventured to step on the piazzt and peep in. The rooms were properly decorated with flowers, the guests were elegantly dressed and the music was en trancing.
 While I stood there Sylvie glided bJ looking perfectly lovely and perfectly happy. Everybody was happy but me and nobody cared whether was happy or not. was not missed. This thought proved too much for my equanimity. retreated precipitately to the arbor anc threw myself down on the bench in t passion of grief. I made so much noise that l did not hear approaching steps and what aroused me was a gentle hand laid on my head. My sobs ceased in stantly, and lay perfectly motionIess with my face hidden in both hands Presently the intruder spoke and ] recognized the voice. It was MT. D'Arcey. I was utterly overwhelmed with shame. MT. D'Arcey of all per. sons! To think that he should have found me there crying like baby. Oh if the earth would but open and swallow me-or Mir. D'Arcey I didn't care which After awhile as he received no answer, he gently lifted me to sitting posture and drew my haDds from my face. l was so glad it was comparatively dark. Then he seated himself beside me, still holding my hands, and talked to me as though I were child and needed sooth- ing. wondered what Aunt Marsden would say if she could see us. Of course 1t was perfectly proper, for was only a child you know. I remember thinking quite indignantly, that he would not treat Sylvie 1n that manner, and I was almost as tall as she; but somehow couldn't get angry with him, he had such handsome eyes.
 "Now, Cinderella" he said, "tell me your troubles and I will be your fairy godmother, and grant all your wishes. {"
 "I think the role of Prince would be more suitable" I answered, audaci- ously, thinking it best to brave it out.
 1T agree with you," he said, "pro- vided you will dance with me. There is plenty of tune before the clock strikes twelve." -.s
 They were just beginning a waltz when we went in. hesitated when my companion asked if we should join them, for had never waltzed with gentle man; Auat Marsden did not approve of it. But was feeling reckless and re- bellious, and besides wished to see Aunt's and Sylvie's amazement when they should perceive the incomparable D'Arcey dancing with insignificant me. l wont stop to tell you of the lecture I received after the guests had departed; for would rather talk about Max. Somehow, after that evening, we were continually meeting at croquet parties, picnics and so forth, and last winter, as l had attained the dignity of sixteen years, I was allowed to attend party occasionally.
 We'll, after while Max and I were engaged. Aunt objected at first, and said was too young to know my own mind, but I knew better and so did Max, and at last aunt consented.
 We'll, of course was perfectly happy, and when I am happy am generally good, so Max never happened to see me in rage, and remained in blissful un- consciousness of my awful temper. Really, l was good so long that began to think that had outgrown all my naughtiness, but I was mistaken as I discovered to my sorrow.
 You see, after we were engaged he wished me to promise to waltz with no one but himself, and of course I prom ised; just as if I cared to waltz with anyone but him.
 Everything went on smoothly until the other evening at Marion Wallace's, and then l came to grief. I was stand ing near the window watching the dan cers-the band had just began one of Strauss's waltzes wishing Max would come and waltz with me, when along came Reginald Champney.
 "What are you looking so glum about, sister Mab?" he politely inquired. I have been "sister Mab' to Reggy ever since we played together as chil- dren, and tyrannized over him on &C., count of my three weeks seniority, C Co Sylvie.
 "I sse what the trouble is,'' he con- tinued, "you are spelling for waltz, and you are too bashful to find part ner," and catching me by the waist he whirled me half the length of the room. Before l recovered my senses we ran plump against Max and Sylvie. Such look as Max gave me, but he passed on without speaking. Of course he thought I had wilfully broken my promise, and i didn't care if he did. What right had he to neglect me and dance with Sylvie! l sat in corner the rest of the evening and refused to dance even quadrille, but Max never came near me until he came to escort me home. He walked beside me in dignifed silence, with his most majestic air, and I felt so small and insignificant, but had no intention of falling at his feet and begging his forgiveness, when I had done nothing to be forgiven for. When we reached the door, he raised his hat and bade me good nioht in tha 1aolitost o,,d ooalas4