Litchfield enquirer., 1880-08-26

terested in her work, and gavesher that which
is so much mere delightful than admiration
real sympathy. She locked her door when he
was gone and went on steadily with her paint
ing.
was happening among some very grand peo-
ple.s The great parsonage could not easily
~ pass many days without discovering his mis-
take. People Of such eminence. whose every
word is repeated, cannot afford to make mis-
takes. The Earl of Ashlinton and his dangh-
ter were good deal puzzled at first by var
ious vague complimentary speeches from their
friends, But soon Lady Lila, who was a
young lady Of decided character, got to the
. bottom of the whole affair, and flew into a
great rage. She Immediately supposed that
some poor relation was taking advantage of
the similarity of the name to borrow prestige
She and her father went about everywhere ex-
planning the thing in this way, and remarking
! how disagreeable it was. The great person.
age who relied good deal upon the Earl Of
Ashiintons opinion in matters of art, and
found him very useful friend, considered it
necessary to make sort of apology to Lady
Lila. So far as they were concerned, the
whole affair was now over, and the contrary
feeling flowed down through society. From
one to another it passed that the affair had
been quite a mistake. sort of ''take in"
1ue WRONG ld1ly udu Uccu HOLlLcu JUST Ue-
cause of similarity of name; in fact, who
knew that the thing was not regular hoax !!
The tide had turned people began to for
get all about the pretty Miss Ashlnton, now
that the cream Of society preferred that its
little mistake should be forgotten. Invitation
cards became fewer in number with surprising
rapidity and callers even began to- slacken.
Maurice Lidiard heard the story, laughed, and
thought no more about THAT pretty girl, who
wasn't the right one after ALL" Daphne Cot
tage, its inmates, and the many absurdities
he had been guilty of in endeavoring to Guido
Otto Wildair, all passed out of his memory
at once. That is not surprising. for he never
really thought of anybody but himself.
at is very dreadful" said Mrs. Paget to
her husband somebody ought to tell her the
story, but whose duty it is Pm sure don't
know"
''Neither do L. said the Professor gruf-
fly.
He was more unhappy about-the whole
thing than he cared to. acknowledge. AS
Harry White had heard him say he'knew Lin
la was really an artist, and he very much
dreaded her being spoiled by this strange Viz
cissitude. ..-
Otto Wildair had taken some time to pre-
pare his sonnet upon Lila The truth was
that before he could publish it he was obliged
to work off two or. three sonnets upon elder
beauties. He was rather proud of this par
ticular poem. Of most of his ladies there was
little to say except that they were pretty
whereas in Lilla's case he could rave about
her art and her great gifts. This afforded
him a. splendid opportunity for fine Ian.
guage = ~ ~
On certain afternoon he was on his way
to call at Daphne Cottage, intending there to
ask permission to read to Lila the sonnet, of
which he had fair copy in his pocket. But
that project was never carried out. On the
way he met friend, who asked him if he had
seen that extraordinary paragraph about Miss
AShlinto1 in certain society journal. Wild
air Immediately rushed and bought copy of
the paper in question, and opened it, to dis
cover with horror the story of the queer mis-
take about the two Lila Ashlintons. He
walked home modify wondering what he
could do with his unfortunate sonnet. Wheth,
er he contrived to utilize it In any way history
saith not. At all events, Lila never saw any
more of him.
His chief Indignation was that be had
wasted his artistic rapture He was not so
deeply smitten with pretty woman as with
the idea of winning his own way as the Poet
of Pretty. Women. A pretty woman, who
was not also fashionable, brought no grist to
his MILL and admiration of such one was
mere waste of time. Effusiveness was easy
enough with him, if it led to business, that
ID, contributed to his own career a - E
The next day a kind friend called at
Daphne Cottages; this friend was certain
beautiful lady, whose days of celebrity had
come to natural end. She had patronizedl
Lila with the most charming amiability pos
sible, and now she gave herself the great
pleasure OF taking to Mrs. Ashlinton a copy
of the paper which contained the eXtraordina-
ny paragraph Mrs. Ashlinton was not at
home Lila was painting in her studio, and
was denied to callers. The lady sent in, with
her card the newspaper. ..... ..ft.fta
About an hour afterward Lila came out of
the studio and went into the sitting room to
look for her mother. The room was empty,
for Mrs. Ashlinton had not come in. On the
table lay the newspaper, and Lilla's attention
was attracted to it. She sat down to look at
it for few minutes. Sitting there alone,
with no one to help her or say a word of CON-
fort, Lila came upon that paragraph, which
told to the world at large the true history of
her sudden success. She only uttered one ex-
clamation, and then read on in silence. Twice
she read the paragraph through, and then the
newspaper fell from her hand to the ground.
She sat there in the gathering dusk, feeling as
if she had not the power to moye--as if she
was crushed and helpless beneath this strange
thing.
There was knock at the door and step
upon the stairs. lit is mamma" thought
Lila; ''what shall do? Shall 1 hide the pa
per or let her see it 2"
Before she could decide anything, the little
maid opened the door of the room and an.
nounced Mr.. White. Lila started to her
feet, prepared to run away and hide herself,
but she was too late. He was already there,
and he knew at once the meaning of the pale,
scared face with which she met him, when he
saw the paper lying open on the, floor at her
feet lie sat down quietly and began to talk
to her about other things; but presently he
stopped and took up the open newspaper.
80 Mr.. Write" cried Lila, ''don't look a.
that, it is too awful" 4-r@.~... = ...
do Won mean this paragraph? ?" he said,
with singular sort of smile on his face
why, this is nothing. You are true artist,
and can outive anything like this You have
your art and yoarlife before you; you will
soon learn to laugh at the fashionable world
and its follies "
81 can hardly believe it," said Lila rather
hopelessly, but still with u little feeling at her
heart that after all. perhaps, this strange adj
venture of hers might not crush her ahogeth-
err. Harry Whites very manner always gave
her encouragement aud strength, because be
held so firmly what she had tried to keep as
her own faith, that art must be loved for its
own sake a. f-- W. s u.s. II la 57uJa stsfE
When Mrs. Ashlnton came lin, she had to
hear the whole story from the tive who were
still sitting talking in the dusk. 1t did not
sound so sad a story now, as it would if she
had come 10 an hour ago, for LiHa's brain was
already ON fire with fresh hope and enthu-
Siasm. -4.s- ....sea4 ..s .r-.. -'..-, -- f5s3.-
And Mrs. Ashlnton's quick eyes told her
another story not said In words, and that was,
that the caprice of fortune which had made
Lila the momentary idol of fashion and II Q
favorite of an hour, had, in turning its bacl :
ward wheel, brought her lover for life
TinsLey's Magazine. rs %25Ea
my BACK ACHES So,s and Ifec miser-
ably" said hard-working man. The doctor
questioned him and found that he had been
habitually costive for years, that now his kid
neys were disordered and his whole system
deranged. Kidney Wort was recommended
and faithfnlIY taken and Ia 4 short time every