Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1879-10-16
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look serious Ibid not long Cypress her
with nv sadness. tor cheered up at once
after Mrs Raw cornered busy official.
and by dint of much questioning extracted
the pleasing Information that nothing y
the least alarming had occurred to the
Washington train.
Now, dear. come Immediately with me
to the Continental Mr. Ray has engaged
room. and Julia and your uncle can call
for you when they arrive
That plan doesn't please me much.
think shall go, as Julia said to our board
ing-house, or rather brown stone front
where we are to visit. and pay dearly for
the privilege"
Il know she said so, but you will be
quite alone. shouldn't feel easy min
ute to leave you"
Nonsense; shan't mind waiting I'M
til three alone. You know I'm used to
living in boarding houses, and know how
to manage to get things comfortable: l
fancy this one is not so unlike others We
been in Then must at least dust my
self before meeting my fastidous sister.
"Seven hundred and seven. marin :"
and our driver stopped before row of
elegant houses. In vain tried to discov-
err one little less stately or less literally
provided with plate glass and lace cur
tains. Even to the third and fourth story
that degree of elegance assembled.
This is much pleasanter than anything
could have offered but | feel most I'M
willing to leave YOU alone. Were it not
that l feel my neuralgia coming on, !
should stay with YOU"
THAT | won't hear Of for a moment.
All, charming. here comes the colored at
tendant - and | fastened to put into his
hands all my small traps.
Bring Julia TO me rs soon rs she comes
and good bye for an hour" kissed my cot
ton glove to the dear friend who was peer
ing from the window of the coach that
was quickly whirling her out of sight,
leaving me standing alone save for the
servant who stood ready TO usher me in.
"Missus was sorry, but She Wa- really
'bliged to go ont. Said YOU was to be
quite at home, and she would be at home
very SOON
followed the apologizing darkey up
the steps, and through n dmly lighted
hall.
Never mind. Only show me the la
dies parlor, and will wait for the rest of
my party"
"Yes'm. Here's the drawing room"
He seemed to resent my choice of words.
well. this is luxury said to myself
as stepped under curtain into large
room In the dim light could see little
excepting the sparkling chandeliers. But
the soft carpet on which ] stepped, the
subdued rich colorin@, and the unmistaka-
BILE elegance of everything. which | felt
rather than saw, convinced me that the
son had been slandered. He could not
have been such a dreadful spendthriit after
all, or he would not have left his mother
so many comforts in the way of plates
mir, Ors and fine bronzes. Perhaps, though
he had devastated the attic. and was work
ing down to the cellar. Feeling sure
was alone. | walked up to long mirror
and took a survey. Certainly Jane Eyre
in Rochester's ancestral halls could not
have presented more ludicrous reflec-
ton. My hair, which curls enough al
ways to look as though | had taken Il
prominent part in hurricane, was in its
usual condition; gray stuff dress. it must
be confessed as good as when started,
but with such surroundings it looked shah
by enough dusty boots and dusty collar ;
and 1t was well my hat was gray by ma
ture, for wells and gull's wing were thick
with dust gray cotton gloves, that Mrs.
Ray insisted were the only fit things for
travelling. IL must have a room. and
repair damages" | thought. on turning
from the mirror, and began cropping for
a bell cord.
(Con,inued Tomorrow.