St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1879-05-03

was only to be obeyed, and IVA,
with a mischievous smile in her
averted eyes, led the way up to her.
"Nellie. my brother wishes to be
introduced to you. Mr.. Rutherford
Hope. Miss St. Laurence"
The sweetest, most wistful eyes
he had ever seen, lifted then selves
to his face-dark, velvety, earnest;
aud ut the same instant that he de-
cided she had the loveliest face a
cir. ever wore, he was conscious of Il
thrill OF new, strange delight. that
Miss 81. Laurence had honored his
fathers house, even il in the posi-
ton Of teacher expectant.
Miss Sydney gave her Grain sci
entitic jerk, and swept Oh, just in
front OF the girl on the marble step.
"Go up to my room, Nellie, and
bring me my portfolio of foreign
views. 1 wish Mr.. Hope to see
them. Go on-do you hear ne?"
The ill-bred insolence, the rude.
domineering tone--or something
brought the warm blood to Miss
St. Laurence's face, as she obeyed
the order.
Rutherford wanted to choke her
on the spot, but coatented himself
with composing II lecture to deliver
Iva, on the correctness with which
he had sketched the character of
the wonderful heiress. Iva's dear
est friend, indeed!
That first interview was fair
specimen of all subsequent inter-
views-Ruiherforl Disguised and
plainly displeased with Miss Sgd
ney's unladyiike, unhecoming man.
ners, and equally delighted with the
patient, unassrlming motlesiy and
shy g!ances of the sweet-faced girl
who WAS to perfect the youthful
Hopes in their German accent.
Daily he grew more indignant at
the manner in which Iva allowed
Miss St. Laurence to be treated.
and ut last he came out in bold de-
Tense of her.
Il see no reason why you should
be at such especial pains to snub
Miss st. Laurence Oh every possible
occasion. As lady, she certainly
deserves to receive at least ordinary
courtesy at your bands"
He had looked his handsomest
and "high-lord-mish .iest, IVA said,
when she told it to Miss Sydney,
inst after she had sent Nellie on
some frivolous errand from the
room.
The heiress curlel her upper lip
viciously.
a lady! You call her a lady?
Why, she hasn' IL cent in the world
except what she works for! What
is she good for, if not to wait on
her hetters?'
Rutherford had to compress his
lips to keep back the hot express
sion of Indignation and contempt
on his tongues end; and, seizing
her chance, Miss Sydney went on:
Il dare say, now, YOU think she
ought to be invited to our boating
party tonight? But Iva and / have
decided that she is hardly enough
on IL social equality with rs to go
as companion. suppose she
might go as our maid, and see to
the lunch and shawls."
Mr.. Hopes usual gallantry almost
forsook him, before this vulgar up
starts estimate of the dark-eyed
girl, whose society was becoming
very sweet to him.
81 think, if the proof of refined
womanliness were Iut to the test.
Miss Nellie would prove formida-
bic rival to any of the boating
party. Iva. will Miss st. Laurence
be invited?''
Iva took out her list languidly.
Il think not. Every seat is al
ready filed"
Rutherford took his straw hat al
most angrilv from the table.
Il beg your pardon--one seat
'rM be vacant. | shall not go un-
less Miss. st. Laurence does!'
That was the beginning of the
end. In a fortnight Rutherford
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