Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1880-11-04
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the bOud0tr. L dlun Z, OF cOuTbes khoW
where that was, but Lord SnappinRton
gave me his arm ard said he would take
me there. AS we walked along, i
heard great many people whispering
together: "There she is, on Lord Snap
pington's arm" was dying to know
what it all meant, and l would have
asked Lord Snappington then and there,
only that Matilda's last words had been;
"Mind you ask no questions. just take
everything as it comes" Still think l
would have said something. but just
then we got into tie boudoir, and there
was the same lady had seen in the
morning, only looking much grander,
and with the most lovely diamonds on
her head. She had about twenty other
ladie sand gentlemen with her, and she
was talking to n parsonage whom L
recognized at once, and my knees
knocked together with fright.
"Oh! here is Mrs. Redcar" cried the
duchess; snow we have her we shall
all right"
The certain Person put glass TO bis
eve and looked at me:
Fond OF swinging, Mrs. RedcarF'
much in the manner Charley would
have said it, And then every one began
to laugh. l laughed too, although |
had no idea why.
"Do you swing muchP" the Person
ooe went on. still surveying me through
the glass earnestly.
I hadn't swung since l was child,
and | thought it a very odd question,
but. before | had time to answer, the
duchess struck in.
my swinging party comes off on the
Goth, and l have given directions
To have rose-colored swing put up for
Mrs. Redcar."
There was a general chorus of appro-
baton, and really began TO think | had
got among set of lunatics. Just then
some music began in the next room,
and there was a move toward 1t. The
certain person fingered "A moment.
Duchess! shall certainly come to
your swinging party on the 10th
for the pleasure of seeing Mrs. Redcar
/ the rose-colored swing" He smiled
oasantly at me as he spoke, did this
Great Man, and strolled lazily out OF
the boudoir.
When he was gone every one crowded
round me. I'm sure l made twenty &C.
quaintances and had twenty invitations
in rs many minutes.
All the rest of the evening was one
whirl OF pleasure. Charley enjoyed 1t
uite as much as l did, and we both
agreed that after all good company is
nicer than and quite as cheap as, any
other.
In the middle OF the night Charley
awoke me by another loud fit of laugh
ter. - can't help it, Beauty" he said,
but can't get over godfather's wife
when she hears Of our being on easy
terms with the best in the land"
1t was most surprising. There Twas
certainly no doubt on that point.
The next morning we had Just done
breakfast when, to our surprise, Char
ley's godfather's wife drove up. Ma
tilda had just time TO give us a word ol
caution when she came in, all laces and
ribbons, bangles and chains-so unlike
the duchess. She made straight at me.
MY dear" she said, and kissed me on
both cheeks; "how sly Of you'll" and
then she kissed me-
just then there came another knock
at the door, and one OF Charley's uncles
(a very great manufacturer, with works
at the East End) was announced. He was
a good man, and liked him, but his face
was extra long this morning. He took
Charley and me aside:
"Is this trueP" he said, and he thrust
copy of the Whitehall RevieO into my
hand, pointing TO this paragraph:
- am glad to tell my readers that the
charming original OF Monsieur Henri
Masses famous picture of Love in
Swing" Is among us. She is not
Frenchwoman, but English born and
bred-Mrs. Redcar, wife OF Captain
Charles Redcar, late of the Tenth regi-
ment; and we may well be proud oi
our lovely countrywoman. This puts
an end to the countless stories which
have been floating about since the pic
ture appeared. 1t Is to the Duchess OF
Cranberry (Monsieur Masses old friend)
that we owe this addition to the ranks
of the Beauties. Mrs. Redcar appears
under the duchess's wing. She made
her debut at the Cranberry house soiree
last night, and was hugely admired"
SO much for the truth of report.
After all, then, there was no harm In 1t,
and although at first didn't like sail
ing under false colors, still Matilda per-
suaded me 1t would he foolish to make
a fuss; I had only to hold my tongue
and let the fashionable world and the
fashionable newspapers tell as many lies
as they pleased. 1 did so. / became
the fashion. After the duchess's swing