Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1880-02-26
OUR PARLoR BoARDER.

mates Of Remington Female Semin-
ary, at the close of their midday
meal, "you will now retire to your
rooms for an hours study, after
which you may enjoy the half
holiday, usual upon Wednesdays" !"
Theu Miss Scr;mpcr bowed to
the file Of lnaidens ranged upon her
right and on her lett, and withdrew
her majestic presence from the
scene. i, ,} s,u4 >-
81 say, Bess," said Helen Ran
som, the parlor boarder, mysteri-
eusly, to me, as we encountered her
OH our way across the hall, "you
and Annie come to my room alter
study hon-, will you 2"
Now, our parlor boardcr was a
whole runance in herself, and the
distinction of an invitation to her
private apartment was about as ex-
citing an event to US other members
Of the seminary as command to
visit the Queen would be to the
ordinary Englishnan.
The reports that were current
among the girls about Helen Ran
som were as numerous and contra
dictory as those usually circulated
about distinguished Individuals
One said that she was the ward Of
an ill-te,npered uncle, who was
determined to keep her at school
until his own ugly daughters were
married and ont of the way anoth-
er, that she was placed under Miss
Scrimper,s care to keep her ont OF
a designing young relative who was
trying to get possession of her for
tune and herself; another, that she
had once tried to elope with this
same young gentleman: but the at
tempt was frustrated by stern
papa, who had caught her in the
act OF descending from a third
story window by means of rope
ladder, after which he placed her
under the charge of Miss Scrimpcr,
with orders that the strictest sur
veillancc was to be exercised.
All agreed, however, II that there
was Il lover, and this tact at once
made our farlor boarder an object
of admiration and reverence to
every member of Remington Fe-
male Seminary.
"Now, girls" remarked this
heroine OF mystery and romance, as
Annie and made our appearance,
according to appointment, ''it is too
hot to go out. Let's have some
lemonade"
"Glorious!"
"Hip-hrp-hurrah !" chorused
Annie, while Helen produced q
supply of lemons, shugar-bowl
and bottle OF champagne from the
depths of the closet.
"Suppose we get caught 2
eve WON'T" ~
"If we could only get hold Of
Bridgct!"
AT this moment there is a knock
at the door.
"Who's there z"
"Me, num- 1t is Bridget's
dulcet voice that answers.
A'Now, girls" said Helen, "isn'
that convincing proof of the theory
that there is possibility of mag
netic communication between, dis
tant souls Bridget knew | want
ed her, and she came" <r
"What have you got, Bridget 2
GA nosegay, num-"
"Where did You get the flowers
Bridget2'' ae -
| "Picked them IN the tin-acre lot
by the ould three" iea- sa: ~
"Oh, wicked, deceitful, menda-
cious, intriguing Bridget 4! Moss
roses in the middle Of a ten-acr'
lot 2" 70 1a - -" i'ila -
ssI think there's more ov thin
there" suggests the innocent 1risl
maiden, who attends to the chore
at Remington Female Seminary.
The heiress starts, and repeats
dreamily.: .e r,.! ,-s
/ s'tAnd the lily whispers, 4 wait
Girls, VIC won't have any lemon
ade.'' The corners of Anne
mouth drop, SO do mine. '.We'l
go to the ten-acre lot" .5.il.
s'It's out of bounds" .@z1 az
"Never mind. We can get o:
\ without being seen." -as p.ae4
J The heiress's command is Law
: We are SO hattered by her desir
for our society that we are equal t
!, any thing in the way of hreakin
rules. Miss Scrimper is taking he
midday nap. Innocent, unsuspici
!. ous Miss Scrimper, while tn
wickcdest Of plots is being lai
against her peace and her reputa
). ton as worthy and responsib
J. guardian of tender youth on II
: point of destruction, she is placidl
d sleeping Under the old oak-tre
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