The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-09-30

the very great pleaaure of meeting you
again. The Fates have certainly favored
mel" " And with gay ''good morn
ing" he was gone.
And Hetty felt much less lonely and
forlorn for that assurance that she
should see him again.
In the gray dawn she found herself
tripping up the steps of an elegant man
sion, in an arietocratic street. The
housekeeper, in rustling black silk, and
looking very much like a lady to Hetty's
country-bBed eyes, was waiting to
receive hen.
Mrs. Vandervere had been sitting up
all night, In great anxiety about her,
and had been overcome by fatigue, and
retired only an hour ago she was sleep
ing now, the housekeeper thought she
had better not be disturbed. So Hetty
was shown directly to her room, and in
a few inmates had forgotten all the
"chances and changes of this mortal
life' in a dSeamless sleep.
She awoke to find sunshine flooding
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over her. 1t seemed to her so youthful
a face at the first glance, that she
thought 1t could not be her aunt but q
moments scrutiny showed her that its
bloom was not the bloom of youth, and
that Natures sweet and cunning
hand'' had been supplanted by Arts.
Even the smile that wreathed the lips
looked as if it had been made to order,
thought Hetty.
"My dearest child!" said her aunt,
in carefully modulated tones of we'll
bred delight 81 was so anxious about
you and it is such pleasure to see you,
my only sisters only child"
Hetty returned her aunt's caress, but
not with great fervor; she could not
forget that her aunt had never remem-
bered her "only sisters" existence
after her marriage with the rich Mr..
Vandervere, ,and she was shrewd enough
to understand, without Aunt Maria's
suggestion, that if her father had not
made that lucky land speculation, few
years before his death, which made her
great heiress, even as Mrs. Vendervere
reckoned money, she might have been
still oblivious of the existence of her
"only sisters only child"
SECT up child, and come to the light,
where 1 can see your face I have
heard that you were beauty, but 1 am
not so sure of it,-you are such little
brown thing But your eyes are mag
nificentl SO large and dark, and what a
flash there is in them why, child 1t
reminds me of--what is that thing they
used to cut peoples heads off with :?
The guillotinel That's ii, $50 keen and
sharp. I'm not sure that it is perfectly
well-bred to have such eyes But they'll
be sure to be taking You'll have all
the eligible young men at your feet.
Why, 1 shouldn't wonder if even Rich
ard should fall in love with you ! +"
Who is Richard ?" asked Hetty.
Richard Vandervere, my husbands
nephew. He is great catch, and knows
he can have his choice among the most
charming girls in society, but the dear
fellow is so fastidious. doubt some
times whether he will ever marry"
Hetty frightened up. She was born
fiirt, and she thought it would be great
fun to try her powers on fastidious"
young man.
I" You are not bit countryied, my
dear; you can easily acquire style; and
you have originality, which is a great
blessing" Mrs. Vandervere went on,
"and I'm sure you'll be great sue
cess.''
''I consider myself success now,
acquire anythingl'' said Hetty, who
did not quite enjoy being criticized, as if
she were doll or picture.
Mrs. Vandervere called her a little
piece of vanity, and summoned her
maid to assist her in dressing, herself
assisting at the toilet, and giving direc-
tions, and declaring that her clothes, in
which Aunt Maria had taken so much
pride, were dreadfully dowdy," and
not at all suited to her style, and that an
entire wardrobe must be purchased for
her, before she could be presentable.
AS Hetty followed her aunt into the
breakfast-room a gentleman who was
lounging in an armchair in the bay
window rose to meet them.
Why, Richard you so early9 And
did not even know that you had re-
turned said Mrs. Vandervere.