Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-11-07

old lady ordered the visitor shown in,
and the next moment gentleman of
most distingue appearance entered the
room.
Grandma's greeting was very kind, and
the visitor seemed sincerely glad to see
his old friend again.
"This," said Mrs. Gregory, leading
the gentleman to Gertrude, ''is the little
girl you ueed to tease so long ago, and
whc, suppose, has quite outgrown your
remembrance. Mr.. Bently-Gertrude."
"Indeed, no." the gentleman replied,
as he shook hands with the young lady.
"She has grown quite tall, to be sure,
but shonld judge, Mrs. Gregory, if l
may be pardoned the remark. that your
granddaughter has not outgrown her
mischief"
"Quite correct said grandma. 81
think not"
Gertrude replied, with a blushlng
smile:
81 do not remember you, Mr.. Bently,
though, if you will excuse me, should
not be afraid to hazard the remark that
you have held on to your fun Also"
Court Bently was Twenty-Five, and
looked twenty five, and Gertrude, as she
conversed in her unaffected and ladylike
manner, was not quite seventeen and
| looked twenty.
Grandma was the picture OF serene
contentment as she llsteXed to the pleas
ant chatter; and once, as Gertrude sur
prised peculiar expression on the old
lady's face, all her old suspicion returned
for moment; but as she had never
known her grandmother, with all her
tact and diplomacy, to tell falsehood,
she dismissed the thought as unworthy,
and gave herself up to the pleasure of
entertainment.
The next evening Gertrude, in a white
silk dress, her hair la mode, was escort
ed to the wedding by Mr.. Bently. She
had kept her promise to her grandmoth-
er, but she felt altogether over-dressed
and uncomfortable.
Her own ideas IN regard to what she
should wear on all occasions were excel
lent and her taste unexceptlonable, and
now she grew more distract and I'M
happy.
Her companion noting the Change In
her manner, whispered laughingly to her
as they took their seats in one of the
front pews in the large church:
"YOu seem out of tune, Miss Gertrude.
1t Is envy of the bride, or dissatisfaction
with your escort?''
Gertrude's eyes fashed-they had been
all ready to flash ever since the hair
dresser finished his work-and replied,
considerably above a Whisper:
"You are all that is desirable, Mr..
Bently-at least suppose so-though 1
have not had enough attention from gen.
tlemen to really be able to tell And as
for Carrie Sheville, who is going to mar
ry man ever so much older than she is,
just for his money, don't think l feel
anything just now but contempt for her."
''She may love him, Miss Gertrude,
Notwithstanding the damaging fact that
he has money" Mr.. Bently ventured to
respond little satirically.
"Fudgep' said Gertrude, with a curl
of her lip.
"Since you are satisfied with me, and
not jealous of the bride, Miss Gertrude,
may inquire why you appear $3.50"
'Cross!" his companion interrupted.
"You had better ask why [ came to this
wedding, Mr.. Bently."
"Well, WHY did you?'
"To show off my new dress and the ar.
rangement of my top-knot, sir, and for
no other reason in the world, unless in
deed 1t might be that was expected to
come"
"Ohr' said the gentleman, with pc
culiar mystif cation of countenance and
tone, which for the moment seemed to
quite restore the young lady's good
spirits.
An hour later, at the reception, Ger
trude, who was slipping cup of coffee
and chatting gayly with her: new friend,
heard he1 father, who, with her grand
mother had seats directly behind her, re-
mark cautiously-indeed,t the ears they
were intended for scarcely caught the
low tones:
ale says there isn't the slightest truth
in that report we heard"
Mr.. Bently went to get an ice Tor his
companion, and on his return Gertrude
was nowhere to be seen.
''She has gone to have chat with the
BRIDE" Mr.. Gregory explained; but the
gentleman's manner of looking about the
room seemed to Mr.. Bently to contradict
the statement.
However, there was nothing to do but
wait, and this Court Bently proceeded to
do with an excellent grace. He talked
European politics with an elderly Eng
lishman, and chatted with a matronIy
French lady, introduced by Mrs Greg
DRY, in the lady's own language, much to
her delight.
When it was time to go, Mrs. Gregory
went in search OF the truant, and Mr..
Bently d'd not see her again till he of
fered her his arm to the carriage.
Grandmother had been lecturing. That
was plain, for Gertrude's cheeks were
painfully flushed, and her hand trembled
as it touched his arm.
Mr.. Bently wondered what it all
meant, as who would not? but he SAID
pleasantly, as he took bis seat beside
her:
'You saw the bride off, I suppose,
Miss Gertrude?"
''No, 1 didn't" she answered, perverse-
ly. and then, leaning forward to address
her father: Papa, do you know that
Carrie ShelVille-I mean Mrs. knight