Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-05-20
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And how she does worship him She
never mentions his name but she writes to
him every day-and she even saves the
scraps of his writing on newspaper enye-
lopes-she does, indeed girls -
dear me, wouldn't want to care 80
for any one, said Miss Meyer.
II don't know anybody that's more
likely to- cried Lucia. when You do
fall in love. Maria Meyer
Don't you concerc yourself. young
lady, about me- said Miss Meyer, sharp
", walking Of TO give Laddie biscuit.
which was at once stolen by Jack. Laddie
being engrossed IN a fine romp with
Adele. They say she used to care for
Phil herself whispered Lucia to her
neighbor, and then they fell to comparing
their tatting and erotcheting, and getting
out patterns. and Miss Mahoney joined
them.
Miss Mahoney's morning toileties were
A. extraordinarily severe a. her alter
noon ones were extraordinarily s'i-
perb. "Oh, Miss Mahoney.'' cried one
Of the girls one morning, IF we had Your
laces, we shouldn't have to do tatting."
1--WE hear you have such lovely lace,
said Maria Meyer. with her grand air on
Il have some very pretty pieces. -aid
Miss Mahoney. ..Our family Is an old
Irish family. and / am the last OF IT, and
80 in one direction and another have fall
on heir to good deal.
'.And I suppose you know all about
lace ?' said Lucia.
II know all about my lace. Some of it
Il quite nice. As pretty pieces" repeat
ed Miss Mahoney. of their size, rs one
could see in America"
.What If you had grand opening at
some time, and let them see them ALI p
asked Lucia
why, with the greatest pleasure, any
time-now, ii yon say So And oil course
the girls all said 50, and sprung to their
feet at once.
"Oh, is she gong to show us her laceS?'
cried Adele. dancing up with Laddlc bark
ing and jumping round Jack, who had
perched on her shoulder. "liow lovely
Of you Miss Mahoney,' - and she followed
with the rest.
This. said Miss Mahoney. when she
had opened her boxes. sis Venice point. y
ut doesn't look any different from tat
ting" said Maria Meyer.
Only said Miss Mahoncy. ''as diff
ferent as mist is from water. Til, /, 4
bit Of Spanish lace made in a convent.
Here is "A scrap of cardinal lace; nobody
but the cardinals at Rome have it. don t
know how my grandmother came in pos
session Of this scrap-there used to be IN
archbishop in our family somewhere. but
that's not a cardinal. These are all old
French laces-Mrs. Palissey never saw
their equal But they are great deal OF
care. often think that piece Of Nalen-
ciennes costs me as much trouble rs Il
child. These are Irish laccs-they are
hoar-irosts and blowing snow drifts, some
body once told me. They don't make
them now. See this piece of English
point-old Devonshire point"
"Oh, how lovelyr cried Alele, while
the others were exclaiming over this aud
that Talk Of snow drifts" and she
took the Dcvonshirc point in her hands
il was two or three yards of linger-deep
edging in couple of pieces caught to-
gether by thread. of the most exquisite
" delicate beauty both of texture and de-
sign-ideaizcd foam wreaths, or the fan
cies of some frosted pane spread on a
spiders web. GLOW perfectly lovely
exclaimed Adele again. and she wound il
round her blushing face before the glass.
"What finish for bridal toilette ~ and
she held il up in her hands in the sunlight,
and the magpie on her shoulder, cooking
his head on this side and on the other.
looked more demonac than ever through
the film of an end of it that lay over his
shining black feathers. ''lou ere exact
ly like one of those girls holding little
banncrols that come dancing out of the
facades of temples in those Pompcian
decorations of Pills - cried Jane
'What pity that you're not going to
marry rich man. Del. who could afford
you Dcvonshire point and diamonds, - she
added. the least atom maliciouslv. ''in-
stead of II poor Young architectH'
"lf Adele wound buster round her
she would look decorated" said Lucia
"Most folks would, " said Adele, taking
on the lace soberly. and laying it down
'But must confess that think lace is
the most perfect thing made by hands, ii
always seems to me the nearest approach
of man to the works of nature. and I'd
about rs lief make lace rs paint pictures. =
And then Miss Meyer began wrapping
herself in a black lace mantle. So precise
ly designed that the very dewdrops
seemed to glisten on the poppy petals
there; and presently all the other girls
were masquerading in the precious things
while Miss Mahoney sat by complacently
enjoying her magnificence.
Now. my dears." said Miss Mahoney.
rs one by one they resigned their Dor
rowed plumes. You see | have nice
things. II don't wear them" And. sat
isfiea with the exhibition. during the next
week she put on nothing costlier than a
nine-pcnny print.
well. said Adele. Its just pleasure
to have them to look at"
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