The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1880-12-03

And If this city situation OF yours should
break up my LIES hope"
Don't hope anything about me,
JohnI' brusquely interrupted the glri.
ssHere comes customer. Please, John,
don't stand there any longer looking like
d ghostl'
and went with heavy heart out to where
the wagon stood, and old Roam was wait
ing with down-drooping head and half
closed eyes.
at does seem to me, z he muttered be-
tween his teeth, ''that there is nothing
left to live for any longer"
Dolly looked half ren1orsefaliy alter
him.
ssTve almost mind to call him back. .
said she to herself as she picked out a
bunch Of white violets for the newcomer.
do like John Deadwood; but think he
has no business to consider himself en-
gagged to me. iust because Of that boy
and-Scar1 NONSENSE. Ones ideas change
as one gets on in life.
And Dolly's cheek was like the refiec-
ton Of the pink azaleas as she thought OF
Mr.. Fitzalan and the turquoise ring that
he had given her as a troth plight.
And Mr.. Frixham came in presently.
t1've note from the Sedgewicks, on
Fifth avenue, said he hurriedly. They
always order their flowers from Seryoss,
but Servoss has disal p ,inted them. They
want the house decorated for party to-
night-theres not a minute TO lose. I've
telegraphed to Bottoms for one hundred
yards Of smilax and running fern and
one hundred poinsettas; and think we
can manage the rest ourselves. You had
better go at once, Miss Penfeld. and
plan the decorations you've pretty
taste Of your own-and I'll send w the
flowers with Hodges to help you.
And Dolly went, her mind still. On the
turquoise ring. with band Of virgin
gold and its radisnt blue stone.
The Sedgewick mansion was brown
stone palace, with plate glass easements,
and vestibule paved with black and
orange marble.
Mrs. Sedgewick, stately lady, In q
Vatican wrapper and blonde cap, re-
ceived Dolly in the great drawing room.
"Ohl" said she, lifting her eye-g glasses;
you're from the florists, are you?
Well, / know nothing about these things
Il only want the rooms to look elegant.
Tell your husband to spare no expense. =
'Mr. Frixham Is not my husband, 2
said Dolly.
"Your father, then"
"Bdt he isn't my father" insisted
Dolly, half laughing. He's no relation
at ALL ] will tell him, however"
Exactly" said Mrs. Sedgewick. 81
particularly desire plenty of white roses,
as | am told they are customary at this
sort of affair. It's all engagement party. .
"Indeedl" said Dolly, trying to look
interested
Between my daughter Clara and Mr..
Alfred Fitzalan, said Mrs. Sedgewick,
with conscious complacency.
Dolly said nothing, but the room, with
its huted cornices and lofty ceilings.
seemed to swim around her like the
waves Of the sea. And as she went out.
with Mrs. Sedgewick still chatting about
white rose-buds and begonia-leaves, she
passed the half open door of room. all
hung with blue velvet, where a yellow
tressed beauty sat smiling on q low
divan, with Fitzalan bending tenderly
above her.
HE has only been amusing himself
with me-" said Dolly to herself.
There was a sharp ache at her heart;
but after all, it was only the sting OF
wounded pride Thank heaven-oh.
thank heaven, it was nothing worse than
that
Honest John Deadwood was driving
old Roam steadily and solemnly along
past the patch Of woods, where the vel
vet-mossed powders lay like dormant
beasts Of prey in the spring twilight,
when gray shadow glided out of the
other shadows, and stood at his side.
"Johnl' she whispered.
Dolly! it's never your"
"Yes, John, y said the girl, gently but
steadily. Tim going back home with
you.
God bless you, Dolly" said the young
man, fervently.
"For good and all, John, if you'll take
me" said Dolly, slowly. 1--WE had
quite enough of city life; and I'll helI
you with the green houses, and I'll try
and be good little housekeeper at home.
Shall /, John?"
John put his arm around her and hug
ged her up to his side.
"Darlingl' said he, huskily, ''it's
most too good news to be true; but, il
my word is worth anything, yon shall
never regret your decision Of this day.
So the pretty flower girl vanished out
of the bower of smilax and rosebuds
The Sedgewick mansion wasn't decorated
at all, and Mr. Frixham had lost his new
customer. And the turquoise ring came
back to Mr.. Fritzalan in blank On.
velope.