Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-07-01

while you are here; We are very do
mestic, and go out just as little a
possible. mamma and L.
Il shall love to! | do dote on mu
sic; and then it seems so romantic
to be friends with charming singer
and hear all sorts of news about hel
studies and her successes and her Low
ers!' cried little Blanche, fervently
when do you sing again p
Tomorrow evening, for the bene.
fit CT ST. AIMS Hospital
Stephen, you must take me =
Stephen did. The next morning
Blanche came into Mrs. Thaxter's
parlor, unattended. When the usua
civilities were over she asked
ooh, please tell me who that Mr..
Stoner Is
Tho tenor singer at the concert
last night p
yes; hasn't he got magnificent
voice 2
He has very sweet tenor voice,
though not very powerful. He is,
however, not only singer, but a
thorough gentleman and very chart
table; his purse and his voice are
always at the disposal of the sick or
poor.
His purse! Is he rich p
'Yes, he has something like helf q
Million, L belleye.'
Married p
No, but very much sought after. >
ooh, do introduce me!'
Lottie could say nothing, as the
gentleman in question entered the
room at that moment,and Blanche's
wish was soon gratifed.
DR.. Liscomb could not remain
long in New York, but Blanche &C.
cepted an invitation to stay five or
Elk weeks there with some friends.
About four weeks after his return
home, Stephen received note from
BIance asking him to meet her at
Mrs. Thaxter's at noon on the en-
suing Thursday, as she wanted to
consult him on some very important
matters
Something about her trousseau =
muttered he.
Lottie was surprised to see him
enter her parlor alone when Thurs,
day came, and yet more so when
she learned that Blanche was to be
there too her surprise was so evi.
dent that he began to apologize for
Blanche's conduct in thus making
convenience of her, but Lottie
stopped her.
mo apology is necessary, DR.. Lis.
comb it is not 8 matter of any
consequence. And you know Dora
never did consider any one but her.
self
Blanche is not heartless-'
NO, she is all heart and feeling
and enthusiasm answered Lottie,
sarcastically. She is clinging and
impulsive; Doras always are-but
here she comes
Aud in trippled Blanche, fairor
and prettier and more doll-like
than ever All out of breath, she
cried:
'Oh. Stephen, l don't know what
you'll say But he is so nice; and,
then, when you know what this is
you'll not mind-bat 1 expect you'll
never forgive mel'
Genuine tears were in the big
blue eyes as sho paused, half out of
breath and half because she could
not fad something in one of her
pockets.
L0ttie laughed as she exclaimed
'Wha! do you mean, Dora DIR.
Liscomb is completely mystifed.'
What makes you call me Dora :?
That isn't my name. Oh, here it
isl' shouted Blanche, gleefully as
she drew from her pocket a torn,
nrumbled, dirty letter. Now l can
tell my storyl Do you recognize
this? p
NO, replied Lottie, wonderingly,
sit is the letter you sent Stephen
last March,
My letter! Give it to me- cried
Stephen and Lottie in a breath.
Yes, your letter. Don't look 90
savage, Lottie; Stephen Dever saw
it. You know you left Carlo, your
darling little Scotch terrier, with
Stephen; well, Carlo was always
just wild over your things, and the
day this came, Ella laid it on the
table, she indicating her pronouns
by glance at the person alluded to.
Carlo was alone in the room, and
when | went in there, o few min
utes afterwards, 10 get book, the
little darling scamp was worrying
it like everything; he must have
smelt it ard pulled it off of the
table, you know
why didn't You take it from
him p asked Stephen.
Mercy He would have torn me
to pieces; he never did like me-
Sensible dog' said Lottie to her,
self.
'And pray why didn't you call
some one, or tell me?' continued
Stephen.
| T-I-to tell the truth, | was
awfully in love with you then, and
suspected you cared more for
Lottie's old shoes than tor all other
women. / didn't dare to steal it,
though | wanted to, and my heart
beat like a trip-hsmmer when you
came into the library by and by, and
saw the paper. But il was so horrid
wet and torn that you just tossed il
in the waste basket and never
looked at it. After that I didn't
mind pocketing it,
Stephen fairly groaned; be
glanced at Lotlie, but her eyes
were cast down, and be could read
nothing 10 her impassive white face
'But now that L have given It TO
you, and explained your not an.
swsring it-for of course, Lottie, be
couldn't answer it when he never
saw it-snd 30 brought you two to-
gether sgsin, you'll help me, there's
dear For mamma will be 50
angry wnen she finds that | have
married Mr.. Stoner, and not you
Married Mr.. Stonerl' ecnoed
| Stephen. what do you mean p