The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-14
MISS ARNOLD.
Another Story of Love that was True,
but Didn't Run Smooth.
BY THE AUTHOR OF "TWo OLD MEMS
TALES" ETC.
CHAPTER VII (CoHTINuEDN

by one in the course of the season they
sickened and dropped off; some died out
and out; some, alas! tempted by suffering
and insupportable fatigue, or by that
vanity and levity which seem to be too
common result of many girls living
together, did worse There would have
been heavy record against her every
June, if Miss Lavington had taken the
trouble to note down what had become
of her missing young ladies.
| said they were relieved from their
irksome continuance in one posture by
going to their meals, and what relief it
was! but they did not always get that.
When there was more than usual to be
done, their tea would be brought to
them where they sat, and there would be
no intermission.
So things went on at Miss Lavington's
in those days. wonder in how many
establishments of the same description
things go on so now? How many to
which that voice of humanity which
"cals in the streets" has not yet pene-
trated?
We shall by and-by see what was the
case in Mrs. Fishers, but for the present
we shall 90 on with her history.
So beautiful "A young creature as she
was could not long escape trials, yet
more to be lamented than those of physi-
cal suffering.
In the first place, there was the con-
versation of the young ladies themselves;
whispering manner of conversation
when at work; a busy clatter of emanci-
patel tongues during the intervals And
what was it all about?
Why what was it likely to be about?
Love and lovers, beauty and its admirers,
dress and its advantages, he and him,
and, Dear me, were MT you at the Park
last Sunday? Where could you be? and
did you not see the carriage go by? What
had you on? Oh that pink bonnet |
cribbed bit of Mrs Ms blonde for
violette. If people will send their own
materials they deserve as much. Pve
heard Mrs. Sanders (the superintendent
say so scores of times. Well, well, and |
saw it, Pm certain of it. Well, did any
thing come of il?
Alas! alas and SO on, and so on, and
so on.
And Lucy was very soon taught to go
| on Sundays to the Park; at first, poor
girl, merely to breathe theafresh air and
inhale the delicious west wind, and look
al the trees and grass, and cows and deer
once more, and listen to the birds sing
Ing. At first she thought the crowds OF
gaily dressed people quite spoiled the
pleasure of the walk, and tried to coax
her companions to leave the ring, and
come and walk in the wood with her; but
she soon learned better, and was rapidly
becoming as bewitched with the ex-
element of gazing, and still greater
excitement Of being gazed at, as any of
them.
She was so uncommonly beautiful that
she got her full, and more than her full
share of this latter pleasure; and it was
not long before she had those for whom
she looked out amid the crowds upon the
ring, and felt her heart beat with secret
delight wnen she saw them.
Then, as her health began to decline
as dislike ipsuPTortAble for her occupa
ton and lis cohhteme. t: as wearines'
not to be described, can on; as longing
for little luxuries to be sc"N in every shol
she passed by, for fluit snd confection
cry, haunted her palled and diseased
appetite as tht vsio of food haunts th'
wretch who is starving; as the desire fO
fine clothes, in which her companion
managed to array themselves; as th'
more insidious, and more honorabl,
longings of the heart, the desolate heart
beset her; cravings for affection anc
sym,mc.hv. ;,o.,,v when all these temptation
were embodied together Iii the shape o
one, but too gentle, and insinuating; oh
then it was p rilous work indeed!
Her mother had tried to give her
good, honest, homely, education; ha
: made such a Christian of her, as going t
church, reading chapter in the bibl
r on Sunday, and catechism, makes OF
, Young girl. There was nothing yer
, vital or earnest about it; but such as
A was, it was honest, and Lucy feared he
] God and reverenced her Savior. Sue
: sentiments were something of defence
but it is to be feared that they were nc
+ firmly enough rooted in the character
>, have long resisted the force of overwheln
o ing temptation.
Q This she was we'll aware Of, and a
S lsnowledged to herself; and hence ht
c deep, pervading, inrfable gratitude, fC
the Providence which she believed ha
C saved her.
C She was getting on very fast on IL
1t evil road upon which she had entere
IS Every Sunday the progress she made w
is fearful. A few more, at the pace
a which she was advancing, and the
II would have been an end Of it, when
p most unexpected accident arrested Ii
: in the fatal career.
r. One remarkably fine Sunday, whit
IS all the members of the establishment hi
el been ENJOYING their usual recreation
I'd the Park, just as Lucy and some OF h
giddy friends we're coming through Gr'
venor Gate, they saw the superintende
before them.
"There's that old Saunders, | declare
cries one. "Stand back little, VOL
id We? she'll see our bonnets else, and ]
'ft be bound she'll know the rosettes, a
nd where they come from.
,e. There was time for no more. M
ed Saunders, who was rather late, being
| haste to get home, ATTEMPTED to crc
an as a curricle at full speed came drivi
81. down Park Lane, and before the gent
man within could draw up, the unf
re. tunate woman was under the hor:
ad heels. There was a terrible hustle. I
,ot young ladies with the rosettes manae
*. to escape; but Lucy, who had at le
op preserved her integrity thus far, and /
nd nnotb;nr about her dress not strictly