Louisiana capitolian., 1880-09-16
RATION ROUGE LOUISIANA THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER l6 1880.

Helps her mamma, ,shesays, but noticed
that dear little soft hand. 1t did not
resemble the usual kitchen maids, I'm
sure. Lizzie Lizzie.' It's Dice little
name. too. Much better for household
use than such stately mouthful as
Augusta Wonder when the beauty,
par excellence, will appear'
His thoughts ran on uutil the tinkle
of tho tea-boll called him to the dining
room, where he met Miss Lizzie again.
MY youngest daughter, Mr.. Bowen,'
said Mrs. Mortimer, indicating Lizzie
with an indifferent nod.
Before Seymour could speak, the
young lady said, hastily:
4 met Mr.. Bowen in the garden,
mamma
And Seymour faucied that there was
something of entreaty in the glance she
shot towards him. Why it should be,
he dld not know, but it certainly made
him forbear to make tho remark be was
just beginning about having surprised
her in her favorite retreat.
Before many days, it was Seymour's
favoritc retreat. also. But lo did not
meet Lizzie there again nor anywhere
else, except at the table, where only a
brief word was ever exchanged.
On Thursday Miss Augusta Mortimer
returned from tho city. And as she swept
into his presence,in faultless costume,
carrying erselflike q queen, Mr.. Bowen,
even while conscious that his heart held a
tiny half-acknowledg dgedprejudicea against
Miss Augusta for reasons more potent
than tangible, could not help owning that
she was royal beauty, so far as the out
side went, anyhow.
But he met so many ladies of that sort
in his circle it was little tcdious,and he
found it refreshing to turn to the natu'
ralness of Lizzie, who could not make
the smallest prctension to "style, "nor to
the elegant selfpossession which would
have enabled Miss Augusta to meet the
President himself and all his cabinet
with entire GOODNESS, while Lizzie would
have blushcd, lluttered, aud been unable
! to utter word.
Mr.. Bowen pursued the bellies acquain
tauco for a few days, discovered that sht
was not so we'll informed upon genera
topics as even his briefacquaintance hat
shown Lizzie to be. However he readi
" saw that Miss Mortimer's time wa
fully taken up with fashionable sociot!
and it's amusements, while Lizzie, who
seldom went anywhere except to church
had time for reading and study.
One evouiug, about six weeks after h
came to Mrs. Martimers, Mrs. Bower
sought his usual retreat, in Lizzie's al
Dor. Some whim prompted him to 60 OF
| to the inner seat. and drop the screen o
vines. He lay down upon the rusti
seat, and was lazily dreaming when,
little later, Lizzie came into the arbol
He heard hor sit down, and by the rustl
of her paper and pencil, he knew sh
was drawing. AS she worked, sll
hummeG a low song, and Mr.. Bowen cor
cluded not to disturb her.
It was rather pleasant to have her 81
ting so near, singing so softly, and NJ
Bowen was enjoying it, when the swe'
voice of Miss Augusta was heard,
tones not quito so dulcct as usual, as ST
said,
"Oh, Miss Liz! you are here, arc you
: Has anybody been with your
$ "Nobody but my thoughts" answere
Lizzie
Mamma thought she saw Mr.. Bowt
r como down here," said Miss August
!, tartly.
f "Thcn it must have been with b
y spiritual Dyes. haven't seen him wi
= my bodily ones, and hos slzable obje'
n too," laughed Lizzie.
n 81 wonder where he is q said Mi
G Augusta.
otis my private opinion he's Il
> where ~ answered Lizzie, with mock s
lemnity. II haven't seen him to-df
's and fear ho is altogether invisible"
d Seymour, inside the vines, laugh
j. softly to himself, as he heard this, VIII
Miss Mortimer answered, sharply:
10 "Don't be fool, Liz! After all,
don't matter where he is, since he IS
10 hero. But warn you, Missy, l wo
l allow you to get up a Irritation wi
70 Mr.. Bowen"
ID 81 shouldn't know how. You ne'