The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-01-12
T'va almost q mind 10 call him

has no business to consider him.
self engaged to me, just because
of that boy-and-girI nonsense.
Ones ideas change as one gets on
in life
And Do'ly's cheek was like the
reflection Of the pink azaleas as
she thought of Mr.. Fitzalan and
the turquoise ring that he had
given her as troth plight.
And Mr.. Frixham came in pre-.
sently.
pve note from the Sedge-
wicks, on Fifth Avenue said
he hurriedly. They always
order their flowers from Servoss,
but Servoss has disappointed
them. They want the house dec.
Grated for party to-night-there's
uot minute to lose. I've tele-
graphcd to Bottoms for one hun
dred yards Of smilax and running
fern and one hundred poinsettas;
and [ think we can manage the
rest ourselves. You had better 20
at once, Miss Penfeld, and plan
the ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS a pretty
taste of your own-and III send
up the flowers with Hodges to
help you
And Dolly went, her mind still
on the turquoise ring, with band
of virgin gold and it's radiant blue
stone.
The Sedgewick mansion was
brown stone palace, with plate
glass easements, and a vestibule
paved with black and orange mar
bic.
Mrs. Sedgewick, stately lady,
in a Vatican wrapper and blonde
cap, received Dolly in the great
drawing room.
'Ohp said she, lifting her eye
glasses, you're from the florists,
are you ? Well, l know nothing
about these things--I only want
the rooms to look elegant. Tell
your husband to spare no ex-
pense.'
Mr.. Frixham is not my hus-
band said Dolly.
Your father, them
But be isn't my father insisted
Dolly, half laughing. Hes no re.
lation at all. l will tell him,
however,
Exactly said Mrs. sedgewick.
I particularly desire plenty of
white roses, as l am told they are
customary at this sort Of affair.
It's an engagement party
Indeed = said Dolly, trying to
look interested.
Between my daughter Clara
and Mr.. Alfred Fitzalan,' said
Mrs. Sedgewick, with conscious
compIacency.
Dolly said nothing, but the
room, with its futed cornices and
lofty ceilings, seemed to swim
around her like the waves Of the
sea. And as she went out, with
Mrs. Sedgowick still chatting
about white rose. buds and bego
nia-leaves, she passed the hall
open door of room, all hung
with blue velvet, where a yellow
tressed beauty sat smiling on q
low divan, with FitzaIan bending
tenderly above her.
He has only been amusing him
self with me- said Dolly to her
self.
There was sharp ache at bel
heart; but after all, it was only
the sting of wounded pride
Thank heaven-oh, thank heaven
it was nothing worse than that
Honest John Deadwood wa!
driving old Roam steadily and sol
emnly along past the patch o
woods, where the velvet-mosset
powders lay like dormant beasts
Of prey in the spring twilight
when gray shadow glided out o
| the other shadows and stood a
his side.
John !! she whispered.
, Dolly! it's never you?'
Yes, john said the girl, geDtl,
} but steadily. I'm going bacl
home with you
God bless you, Dolly said th
young man, fervently.
For good and all, John, if YOU
take me- said Dolly, slowly. Nv
! had quite enough of city life; an
III help you with the gree
houses, and LII try and be a goo
I little housekeeper at home. Sha
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