The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1880-05-05

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thing 20 protect her other jewels. I'm
sure It's no wonder how she came by
Jack. That magpie will drive US all
out Qfthe house yet.
See him now, said Jane Hunt, on
the limb Of that hollow oak. Doesn't
he look Ike limb himselfP"
There certainly Is something de-
moniac about Jack, y said Adele. He
came tapping at my window last night,
and when | saw those eyes of his they
made me shiver so--"
He was after the cakes in your
closet.
F" Do you suppose he wasp SHE asked,
as she was going off with I1addie.
They didD't any of them suppose so,
for ali the animals about the place
seemed to have fondness for Adele,
COWS and horses, cate and doves even
the wood birds had way of flying low
round the charming head as she called
them. Some said It was her beauty, for
she was the lovelicst little brown-haired,
blue-eyed, white-browed, damask-
checked piece of flesh and blood one
could imagine; others said it was her
gentle ways; and the rest fancied 1t
was some nearness to nature in her, or
some secret attraction like that Of the
"That is the same way she tanned
James brother Phil" said Lucia.
. Every one knows that Phil was the
haughtiest and most high strung man
| in existence, and rather despised women.
And now be just adores the ground she
walks on.
AS for me-" said Miss Meyer, q 1
should be afraid that that sort of love
was a glamour, and would break up
some day.
There's no danger of Phil's love for
! Adele breaking up" said Jane. And
how she does worship himl She never
mentions his name, but she writes 10
him every day-and she even saves the
scraps of bis writing on newspaper en-
/ velopes-she does indeed, girlsln
Dear mel / wouldn't want TO care
so much for any one" said Miss Meyer.
:. don't know anybody that's more
likely to, cried Lucia. "When you dc
fall In love, Maria Meyer"
Don't you concern yourself. young
| lady, about me, said Miss Meyer,
sharply, walking off to give Laddie a
biscuit, which was mt once stolen by
Jack. Laddie being engrossed in fine
romp with Adele. They say she used
to care for Phil herself" whispered
Lucia to her neighbor, and then they
tell to comparing their tatting and
crocheting, and getting out patterns
and Miss Mahoney joined them.
| Miss Mahoney's morning toilettes
were as extraordinarily severe as hel
afternoon ones were extraordinarily SUI
perb. "Oh, Miss Mahoneym cried one
Of the girls one morning, :" If we ha6
your laees, we shouldn't have to de
tatting."
We hear You have such lovely lace,
said Maria Meyer, with her grand air on
/ have some very pretty pieces" sale
Miss Mahoney "Our family is an ole
Irish family, and / am the last OF it
and so in one direction and another
have fallen heir TO good deal"
And | suppose you know all abou
lace Fn said Lucia.
I know all about m lace. Some o
lft is quite nice. As pretty pieces" re
peated Miss Mahoney, "of their size
rs one could see in America"
What if you had a grand opening a
some time, and let us see them all?
asked Lucia.
Why, with the greatest pleasure
any time-now, If you say So" Ant
of course the girls all said so. AM
sprung to their feet at once.
.
lacesP" cried Adele, dancing up wit
Isaddie barking and jumping roun
Jack. who had perched on her shoulder
How lovely of you, Miss Mahoney |!
and she followed with the rest.
"This," said Miss Mahoney, whe
she-Lad opened her boxes, is Venic
point.n
"It doesn't look any different fron
tatting,D said Maria Meyer.
, "Only,n said Miss Mahoney, "a
, different as mist is from water. This
J bit of Spanish lace made in convent
Here is a scrap of cardinals lace; no
body but the cardinals at Rome have il
don't know how my grandmothe
came into possession of this scrap
there used TO be an archbishop in on
family somewhere, but that's not Car
dinal. These are all old French laces-
Mrs. Palissey never saw their equa
! But they are great deal Of care.
, often think that piece of Valencienne
: costs me as much trouble as a child
These are Irish laces-they are Iik
hoar-trosts and blowing snow-drlits
somebody once told me. They don
: make them now. See this piece of Enc
lish point-old DeVonshire point
"Oh, how lovelyl" cried Adele, Will
/ the others were exclaiming over thi
/ and that. Talk of snoW-driftsl |" an
she took the Devonshire point in he
hands il was two or three yards of fin
3 ger-deep edging in couple of piece
caught together by thread, of the mos
: exauisitely delicate beauty both of ter
( ture and design-idealized foam wreath
/ or the fancies of some frosted pan
spread on a spiders web. How pei
+ fectly Iovelyp exclaimed Adele again
D and she wound it around her blushin
face before the glass. What finis
7 for bridal toiletteP" and then she hel
e it up il her hands in the sunlight, an
s the magpie on her shoulder, cockin
Q his head on this side and the othe
4 looked more demoniac than ev'
through the film of an end of it that Ia
: over his shining black feathers, "Yo
? are exactly ike one OF those girls holt
T ing little bannerols that come dancir
out Of the iacades of temples in tho
q Pompeiian decorations Of Phil'sl" crit
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