Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-06-13

sitting room door, where she sat SmOthered
in dry-gOods, and wee Effie cried by the
hour, and would not be comforted, almost
breaking the heart of the little seamstress !;
but until her tasks were completed Pegs
task mistresses never relaxed their vigil
lance moment. But at last all that
could be done aoaS done; and then Bella,
the least aquillne and youngest of the
three, said with slight twlnge CT con-
science, "why Peg has nothing to wear"
"You may have my white Swiss, Peg"
said Arabella, still answering her con-
science. It's torn all across the back
breadth; but you can darn so nicely, and
! never could, and if couldI can't pear a
darned dress, and you don't care.
Thank you," said Peg, and went away
to rescue Fife, who had been tied to the
leg of the ironing table by the old servant
woman to keep her out of mischief, and to
seek her dear old father, who was
wandering disconsolately up and down
the garden. How the dimpled face and
the wri1Kled face both frightened when
their curly. headed darling appeared, and
what a hugging went on for at least ten
minutes without 1ntermiss on and for the
next hour with short intermitions!
They came. The captain, the artist,
merchant, and the festivities began. The
first on the list being coquet, party CIV
en- by Mrs. Sparkman IN honor of her son
few days after his arrival. And the
very first guests the old lady had the
pleasure of greeting were the three elder
Misses Thrush.
Peg had been invited, for although Mrs.
Sparkman had only seen her when her
sisters had sent her to borrow or return a
bock-the house boosted a volumlnous
library-she had taken great fancy to
the innocent young face, and had partic-
ularly requested that Peg should be pres
ent.
But Peg had nothing to wear bat her
sister Bella's cast white dress, and of
course that wouidn't do for a croquet par
ty- So Cinderella looked with wistful
eyes, it cannot be denied-for what young
girl delights not in music, ice-cream and
merry company the retreating
forms OF her sisters, arrayed in their dark
grenadines freshened with knots of blue
and lavender ribbons, with their broad
brimmed, quaint-looking hats garnished
with grasses, buttercups and daisies,
shading their aristocratic noses: and then
tying her old flat on her head by passing
faded crimson scarf-one of Aurelia's-
over the crown and knottlng it under her
chin, she took basket on her arm and
went into the back garden to pick black
berries for supper. .Pegfalways had, the
berry picking to do, for the white hands
could not be stained and thorn torn, and
old Lucy had as much as she could &C.
compl1sh in the house. And as she
picked the berries she sang loud and
clear-Peg had voice like birds full
of sweet little trills and shakes
=" Il love you well, my bonnie maid, my bonnie
maid said he,
And have come, this summer day, to ask if
you will be
My own dear wife, my sweet, true wife, Per
haps WILL said she.'
And stopping suddenly to put a thorn
wounded finger In her mouth, became
aware of strange lace looking down up
on her from over the high fence-a face
with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes,
and whiskers of the same color.
II beg pardon-hope I haven't trigh-
tened YOU" said voice belonging to the
face-"but may I come in and get
drink from the old we'll see yonder? I
have been walking fast, and am exceed
ingly thirsty
"Certainly," said Peg, with a painful
consciousness of her extremely short cali
co dress and scoop bonnet; and the stran-
ger came in, hat in hand.
II will bring you glass;" said Peg,
dropping toward the ground in vain en-
deavor to lengthen the skirt and hide the
pretty ankles.
ooh, no, indeed; this Is famous"
drinking from the bucket; and then, as
he let 1t fall again, he added, looking
about him with an air of recognition,
captain Thrush's place, is it not?"
eyes," answered Peg.
els he at home? How I'd like to see
the dear old boy! Many dime he's CIV
en- me In days gone by. And will see
him, too; though my mother and sister
must be calling me all sorts Of hard names
for they are at this moment giving a party
in my honor. went to the city last even
IuS, dHu pIOmlSeu W 10 OdCk tO-udy
two hours ago; but I missed my train,
missed the phaeton which was to have
met me at the station, and missed the
road"
"Then you are Captain Sparkman?n
said Peg, who had forgotten the short
dress and the scooped hat in the delight
of hearing the handsome young fellow
call her father "a dear old boy
The same at your SERVICE" said the
captain. "And may have the honor
"Oh, I'm only Peg-I mean Margret
Thrush"
"The little three-year-old I kissed
good-bv the day lett this place to start
upon my wild careerl' exclaimed the
young man. "Is it possible? But pray,
Miss Margaret, why are you not at my
party?"
And now Peg was in dilemma. She
had never told falsehood IN her life,
bless her innocent young heart! she
looked at the captain, and she looked
down on the ground, and in her con1u-
sion, began hurriedly eating the berries
she had gathered, wishing from the bot
tom of her heart that Effie would cry
but she didn't. The young man watched
her for moment, and then intercepting
the berry on the way to her mouth, re-