Daily globe., 1879-03-23
death that locked for better treatment

death that locked for better treatment
from Lizzie. That, I confess, wounded
me; ana shall have to meet her so
often! But never mind. I must re-
member my place." she added; II have
to work for my living now-but will be
proud of it! Good-by, old life of law
ease! Goodbye, old worthless friends!
Your GOODNESS cannot hurt the real me;
it Is only the worthless young lady Of
fashion who feels it, and she is slowly de-
parting this life'
"Have you filled all your invitationss'
asked Lizzies eldest brother, one of the
firm of Doyle & Co., some days after the
preceding conversation took place.
Lizzie was arranging hundred or
more tiny, cream colored envelopes,
which she tied together with some pretty,
bright-hued ribbon.
81 believe So" she replied, with smile.
II have asked every young lady of my
acquaintance, and / think our party will
be the finest of the season, if papa will
have the carpets taken up in the west
rooms and the floors chalked. Rutger
will do them for fifty dollars, and you
have no idea how beautifully he works."
II think father will not refuse that"
her brother replied. "l'll speak to him"
'Thank you, Al. Then am sure he
will have itsuone. have asked him for 50
much that was almost afraid to ask him
for more"
"By-the-by, have you invited Miss
Laura Stanley2" her brother asked as he
was going out.
"Of course not" Said Lizzie.
"Of course notS and pray, why not?" he
asked standing still.
"Why, Al, what an ideal She wouldn't
expect it. Our shop. girl-father's clerk,
L wouldn't have her for the world!''
'Then, if you are sure she would not
come, you might have sent her an invita-
ton out of compliment" her brother re-
piled.
1 don't consider her an acquaintance" )"
said Lizzie, and Al walked out of the
room with shrug of the shoulders.
Presently her father came in. 'Lizzie,' -
he said, II particularly wish you to send
a note OF invitation to Miss Laura Stanley"
''Papa, you don't mean it!' exclaimed
Lizzie, chagrined.
''Indeed, do mean it. What! slight
the daughter Of one of my most cherished
friends, because she has come down in the
world in money point of view2 should
despise myself for it."
But, papa, she won't come," said Liz
zle.
"Never mind whether she will or not.
Write an invitation. I'll take it to her."
Lizzie sat down, pale and angry, to
write the note. After all her boasting of
having "cut the Stanleys," it was very
hard to be obliged to invite Laura. Her
cheeks grew hot as she indited the polite
little missive, while she remembered the
many times she had ignored her to whom
it was addressed. She would have diso-
beyed had she dared-would even have
withheld the note after it was written had
her father not stood by to take it.
Later, her brother Al came to her.
II should like an invitation, Lizzie, for
a young lady of my acquaintance" he
said, in quiet voice.
"Who is she?"
"The young lady whom have asked
to be my wife," be said, smiling.
"Oh, Al, of course you shall have it! I
am to have sister, then? I'm so glad.
What is her name? Is she in the city?
Will she be sure to Gomez I'm sure I
can't think of anyone" And then she
paused, puzzled at his shrewd smile.
'Do I know here" she asked.
"You used to-" he answered. 'It is
Miss Laura Stanley!'
"Oh, Alp She sank down, GOVERN Q
her face with her hand.
II was afraid she might feel the slight
so keenly," he said softly, "that hurried
matters little. So you need not be
afraid now that she will net come. Will
you not prepare an invitation?''
II have. Papa has carried it to her.
But oh, Al, clerk"
"A noble woman" said her brother,
"who dares face the sneers of her set.'
and take an honest position for the sake
OF those who are dependent upon her
rather than whine about her former dig
nifty, and live upon charity. wish there
were more like her."
$50 Lizzie was forced, for once in her
life, to eat humble pie.