Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1879-09-03

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the next house, where he might 6nd
what Rose had rudely denied-the mag
niHcent country seat Of Lionel Gran
vile, from whose doors no beggar was
ever turned away hungry.
Bell saw him, and her quick instinct
told her what she imagined his manner
meant.
Quick as a bird she dashed up stairs
10 her room and snatched her porteruon-
naie from the bureau drawer, and was
down again with a sovereign in her hand
as she ran softly after him, still leaning
against the gate post, and still looking
with that same strange expression on
his pale face at the towers Of Fernley
Court.
Here, please. 1t isn't much, but
it's all have to spare. Take it, 1t you
please
He looked surprisedly at her, and
then at the money.
You are very kind, but you are mis-
taken. enly wanted "a
Bell thrust the money in his hand.
Never mind, please. I think l can
see you are proud but please take it.
There!'
lie seemed amused at her eagerness,
bat made no more ado about accepting
the gift and pocketing it, as he stood
and watched her slim figure fitting away
like a spirit in the dust.
The next day Rose came into Beirs
room. radiant as she only permitted her.
self to be under rare circumstances, her
gray eyes flashing and her red lips part
ed in a smile oftriumphant delight.
Bell, see this ! Now what do you
say?'
She laid square, menogramed en-
yelope in the girls lap, addressed to
Misses Melton, and bearing inside in
yitations to the reception at Fernley
Court for a fortnight from that night.
Rese watched the girls sweet face
glow under the surprise, then saw, to
her amazement, the flush of delight fade.
We'll, Bell, of course we'll go. I'll
take some money 1 can spare and get
some suisse, and wear natural flowers
with it; and know you have a sever
elgu laid aside for an emergency. You
can get a good many things with it
gloves and a sash, you know-and who
knows but what Lionel Granville may
be captivated!' p
Bell laid the envelope softly down.
L can't 90, dear, unless 1 wear my
old white muslin, which will look
wretched beside your new suis'e' l.
I've spent my money!
Rose frowned.
Spent your money! Why, saw it
yesterday morning In your drawer l
noticed that the edge Of the sovereign
was a little chipped, and remember
wondering if it was a good one or not.
Spent your money! Bell, what do you
mean?'
Bell met the vexed eyes as calmly as
she could. She was just little in awe
of this magnificent sister of hers.
L gave it to that poor man last night
Rose, l was 80 sorry. am sure he
wasn't the sort of man to talk to as you
did. 1 know he deserved the money
Rose sat down, and folded her hands
in icy wrath.
Give a sovereign to a tramp-a beg
gar! Well, if it doesn't pass my com
prehension !
Rose swept out of the room-'he was
like a duchess in her movenents-and
moor Bell went on with her sewing,
wondering if her old white muslin
wouldn't look pretty well fit was nicely
got up, thinking that there was sea"
green silk sash somewhere she had new
er worn and pair Of white kids al
home that Rose could go for when size
went to buy her suisss. So, while her
busy, deft fingers sewed through til
summer days on Roses airy dress, little
Bell decided she would go, after, all
and wear her fresh white dress, and
tea-roses in her golden tresses, and the
seagreen sash knotted on her skirt-a
simple, exquisite toilet, that made a
very Undine of her, that made people
turn their heads for more than second
or third look when she and Rose enter
ed the magnificent ball room.
1t was perfectly delightful every way
Mr.. Granville possessed none but high
bred, intelligent friends, and tho Misses
Melton were treated accordingly.
The music was heavenly, and from
her seat where she sat like queen in
State, Rose watched her handsome host
who had bowed low over her hand when
he was introduced-watchcd him as, IN
his quiet self>possessed manner, he
went among his guests.
Her heart was beating-would he,eh'
would he ask her for the first dance, OF
would he 90 among the groups Of styl-
ish ladies' from the city, any OF whom
would be 80 honored by his attention
And then Rose saw Mr.. Granville &c
straight across the room, right by her
aud bow slowly TO Bell as he said q few
words and offered his arm.
Bell Bell to lead the grand qua
drille Bell on Lionel Granville's arm,
the observed of all observers--as fair as
a sea nympb, and so graceful, so sweet.
Ily unconscious Of her radiant beauty.
Rose sat glsomily through the frs
quadrille and watched Lionel's pal'