The Osceola times., 1879-04-05
CINDERELLA.

Really It's quite riddle, when one
comes to think OF It," said Mrs Dale,
putting the tips Of her ringed fingers
medltstively together. Jeanette Is 4
charming girl, with 8 most taking way
with her. I'm sure there can be no
doubt about her marrying sstis sctorily
And Msrisn's music is sn excellent card
10 play. But when one comes 10 Philip
pa"
An odd little pipsy, isn't she ?" ssid
Mr.. Dale. Decidedly imprscticsble,
| should think"
" Neither pretty, accomplished nor
womsnly |" sighed Mrs. Dale, gloomily
Mrs. Darrell Dale had no children OF
her own, and she knew the social posi-
tion which any middle-sged mstron
gains when she is surrounded by pretty
girls. So Mrs Darrell Dale had invited
her brothers daughters from Hemlock
Hollow, in the Catskill Mountains, TO
spend the summer at Niagara Falls with
her
IL dare ray" said she, confdentislly
to her sister in-lsw, the farmers wife,
they'll be married well before the
season is over; and, in any event, the
experience will be worth deal to them y
And honest Mrs. Humpbries took al
her ten years saving. cut of the Hem
lock Hollow Bank, to equip the three
girls suitably for their summer cam
piien
Jesnuette took to wsltzing and the
German rs naturally rs II she had beer
born to them Marian slipped as grace
fully into literary and musical groove
but poor little PhiIippa seemed to FL
nowhere. She was shy aud silent in ths
ballroom, struck upsccountsbly mute
when she ought to be tslkative, and
seemed to prefer the woods, beside the
great cataract, whom ali the world hocked
to the bali room of the Clifton House OF
the International.
because, Aunt Theo," said hone;
Philippa, never know what to say to
the gentlemen when they ask me to
dance"
But, my dear child" said Mrs Dale,
chats not the way 10 get into society" "
"I-I don't think care 70 very much
about society, Aunt Theo," said hereti-
cal PhiIipps.
Then you'll never get married In
the world" said Aunt Tbeo, in an &C,
cent OF despair.
But even Philippa wss reused into
intefest when the cards came out for
the grand isncv masquerade ball at the
International Hotel, and Mr.. Dale gave
each OF his nieces hundred.dollsr bill
to enable them to appear suitably fer
the occssion.
IL shall personste 'Undine,' said
Jeanette, thinking how well she would
look in ses-green crspe, crystal fringes
and wster.lilies.
"And shsll be 'Ssppho,' cried out
Marian.
"Capitsl," said Mrs. Dale. And
you, PhiIipps?'
81 don't know yet," said Philippe,
contracting her black eyebrows. " Mr..
Mortimer says | ought to % as q
" Then, my dear" said Mrs Dale, " be
gipsy, by all means. Il Mortimer is
good enough to expires, au opinion, it
shouldn't be neglected"
And both Marian ard ] Jasunette looked
a little Jealous, for the Hoh. Hugo Nor
timer IRON Montreal, WAS the lion At
>isgsrs Falls just then, and his gracious
notice was enough to insure the lucky
recipient a irort place in the ranks OF
ashton.
"When did he say that, Puss9" de-
msnded Jeanette jerking out the rib
boDs of her sash.
"Oh, yesterday, when we were over
on Cost Island"
"Did he walk with youH'
"A little way"
"I hope you made yourself agree.
sble2" suggested Marian, tsrtly.
al don't know whether | did or not" !"
said Philippa "And now, Aunt Theo,
II you'll give me that bundle of work,
III take it to Elise Dupre. There will be
Just time before tea for me to walk there
and back"
"But the band will play presently,
and"
Thank you, aunt" ssid Pnilippa /;
"but don't care for the band"
"Philippa," said Mrs. Dale, 81 do
think you are the strsngest girl!
Elise Dupre was slim, consumptive
looking girl, who lived smorg the spruces
and tsmaracks on the Csnadlsn side, and
took in what sewing, embroidery and
lace-mending she was lucky enough to
get--s girl in whom Philippa Humph-
ries had somewhat become interested,
because she WAS so friendless, and shada
swy and iorlorn.
But instead of being singing at her
work, Philippa found poor Elsie sobbing
at the window, while her grandmother,
a hook-nosed, satfron-skinned old crone,
sat rocking herself back and forth by the
Rreless hearth.
The girl put her brown, warm hand
on Elsies shoulder.
elise" said she, "stop crying. Tell
me what is the matter r
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