The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-07-08

next house, where he might find what
Rose had rudely denied-the magnih-
cent country seat of Lionel Granville,
from whose doors no beggar was ever
turned away hungry.
Bell saw him, and her quick instincts
told her what she imagined his manner
meant.
Quick as o bird, she dashed up stairs
to her room and snatched her portmon-
naie from the bureau drawer, and was
down again with asovereign in her hand
and 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 1t
is all have to spare. Take 1t, please"
He looked surprisedly at her, and then
at the money.
"You are very kind, but you are mis-
taken. l only wanted a."
Bell thrust the money in his hand.
=" Never mind, please. think 1 can
see you are proud but please take it.
Therel"
He seemed amused at her eagerness,
but made no more ado about accepting
the gift and pocketing it, as he stood
and watched her slim figure fitting
away like spirit in the dust.
The next day Rose came into Bells
room, radiant as she only permitted
herself to be under such circumstances
her gray eyes flashing, and her red
lips parted in smile of triumphant de-
light
Bell, see this Now what do you
say 2"
She laid square, monogramed en-
velope in the girls lap, addressed to
Misses Melton, and bearing inside invi-
tations to the reception at Fernley Court
for fortnight from that night.
Rose 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 L can spare and get
some suisse, and wear natural flowers
with it; and know you have sover-
eign laid aside for an emergency. You
can get good many things with it -
gloves and a sash, you know-and who
knows but what Lionel Granville may
be captivated ?'
Bell laid the envelope softly down.
Is / can't go, dear unless 1 wear my
old white muslin, which will look
wretched beside your new suisse. -
I've spent my money!"
Rose frowned.
"Spent your money? Why, 1 saw it
yesterday morning in your drawer. L
noticed that the edge of the sovereign
was little chipped, and remember
wondering if it was 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.
''I gave it to that poor man last
night, Rose, Twas SO sorry. 1 am
sure he wasn't the sort of man to talk
as you did. 1 know he deserved the
money"
Rose sat down, and folded her hands
in icy wrath.
"Give sovereign to tramp - beg
gar Well, if it doesn't pass my com.
prehension."
Rose swept out of the room - she was
like a duchess in her movements = and
poor Bell went on with her sewing,
wondering if her old white muslin
wouldn't look pretty well if it was nice
ly got up, thinking that there was sea-
green sash somewhere she had never
worn and a pair of white kids at home
that Rose could go for when she went to
buy her suisse. So, while her busy, def
fingers sewed through the summer days
on Roses airy dress, little Bell decided
she would go after all and wear her whit
dress, and tea-roses in her golden tresses
and the sea-green sash knotted on hel
skirt a simple, exquisite toilet, tina
made very Undine of her, that mad,
people turn their heads for more than
second or third look when she and Ros
entered the magnificent ballroom.
1t was perfectly delightful every way
Mr.. Granville possessed none but high
bred, intelligent friends, and the Misse
Melton were treated accordingly.
The music was heavenly, and from
her seat where she sat like queen il
cfok L.