The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-09-08

handsome face, captured the susceptible
hearts of one-half the Canadian girls in
the room. There was one other who had
shared the universal interest with Char
lie, and that was Miss Marshall. Her
pretty face, graceful figure, and, above
all, her skiilful playing, arrested the at
tention of lady present, who wanted
Just such governess for her daughters;
and the result was, visit next day to
Mrs. Archer-who, though she found
the young lady very useful, was willing
enough to let her go to oblige her friend,
and referred her to Miss Marshall her
self. That young lady gladly accepted
the offer, and it was arranged that she
should leave the next day.
Sue, who had struck up wonderful
friendship with the young sewing-girl,
came in to tell us the news, as we all
were assembled in the dining-room.
"Only think" she began, "Miss Mar
shalPs going away"
Alf. Archer, with whom | was playing
chess, gave sudden start and dropped
his bishop.
"Going away, is she?' said Mary.
"Wherew
90, to be governess at Mrs. Devcreaux's.
I'm real sorry, l like her ever so much"
DWELL, I'm glad of it," said Belle. 81
never liked her--she had too many airs
about her for her situation"
"They weren't airs" said Sue, Grossly;
"she is proud, and naturally feels her
menial starion; and Pm sure she is made
to feel it, too" muttercd Sue, sotto voce.
"Whatis the matter, Mr.. Archer? said
/, looking at him. GLOW very pale you
are!'
''This room is too hot" he said, rising
hurredly. Tf YOU will excuse me |
will 90 out for few moments!
He left the room as he spoke, and Sue
and | looked at each other and smiled.
One hour later, as stood turning over
book of prints, Sue Mac, who was sit
ting by the window, called hurriedly:
Il say, Timon, come here, will your
went over, and looking out | saw
what do you think, reader?-Mr. Alf.
Archer handing the sewing-girl into his
own private sleigh and dashing off with
her like the wind.
90, Sue," | cried out, in consterna-
ton.
"Hush! not wordw said Sue, smiling
significantly. 81 wonder if there is a
Gretna Green here in Montreal? There
will be Mrs. Alfred Archer before long,
or I'm much mistaken. Just fancy our
proud Bellies look when she learns it.
There's the danger, you see, of keeping
pretty sewing-girls in houses where there
are good-looking sons. 0, won't there be
a row, soon!'
A sudden noise behind us made u'
start and turn round. There stooc
Belle, white as ashes and stern as a sec
ond Medusa. She sprang to the bell anC
rang furiously. A servant appeared.
'Was that Mr.. Alfred and Miss Mar
shall who drove of just now?"
Eyes, Miss Belle" said the girl, with ;
half-terrifed look. "And, if you please
they have been together in the library
for the last hour"
We all sat mute, and Mrs. Archer en-
tered.
"My dear Belle, what is it?
"My dear mother, your hopeful son ha
just eloped with your sewing-girl-that
ALL"
"What?' gasped Mrs. Archer, sinking
into chair.
Grinding she was about to leave, h
went in search of her, and they have bee'
together for the last hour in the library
The result of that hours conference i
that they have just started off together il
the sleigh"
"Happy's the wooing that's not long il
doing" whispered Sue to me.
There was an eXtemporaneous tableau,
vivant then on the spot. Mrs. Archie
t Instantly fell into Mysteries, and wa
carried off, while Belle stood with whit
lips and blazing eyes, looking after her
} 1t was true enough. The seamstres
and the young heir of the merchant
prince had made runawaymatch. 0
course, he was cast eff by his indignan
father; but, fortunately for him, he ha'
5 property in his own right, left him by al
, aunt, and he and Mrs. Alfred Archer It,
plagiarize a little from ancient nurser,
r romances) lived happy forever after-a
I hope you and I, dearest readers, ma.
do, too.