The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1881-07-23

with little amused smile on his Inns
that Llzzle's reserve melted quite away,
Is she married ?" she asked, in 6
hopeful tone. -
Married! Yes, indeed, married the
very first season she came out, and sucI
n plain little body you did never see r
/" How did she manage it ?" asked Liz
zie in a tone of amazement.
Lord Pelham fairly laughed-he
couldn't help it. This girl, this plain
| little girl, amused him vastly.
"Oh," he said at last, suppose some
one was wise enough to know that beauty
is only skin deep, and my sister jamie
had an angels SOUL" Ee4
Lizzie sighed again; then, with re-
newed outburst of confidence, she said
3" l don't think beauty is only skin
| deep. | think its heart-deep. | would
give all | have to be pretty. 81
And as she spoke, such a wistful,
child-hke look grew in her face that her
| companion was touched.
81 wouldn't think about it if were
you, he said, after pause. "Try and
put it out of your head. There are
plenty of things beside beauty you can
have. Don't you sing or play?"
81 sing little" said Lizzie. ''But
please don't tell any one. I am so
| afraid Lady Wells will ask me-"
81 won't betray you" said Lord Pei
ham, more and more amused.
This naive little girl was something
new in his world There was something
| about her, too, which reminded him of
his fayorite sister. He felt that jamie
WOuId have liked her
He took her back to her mother, feel
ing very much as if she were a little girl
confided to his care.
Z" Poor little girl" he was thinking to
himself. SIS she so very plain p
He hadreally scarcely noticed her, had
asked her simply out of compassion
for her loneliness" with no interest in
her personally whatever. She had
amused him, though He smiled again
as he recalled her naivette.
After an interval his thoughts required
to her.
"By Joye!' he thought, "I'll take
her for some refreshment."
And very much to her amazement, and
her mothers surprise, she was escorted
on his lordshlp's arm to the refreshment
room.
ALI her shyness was gone, as far as
Lord Pelham was concerned. She chat
ted away freely, not for moment imag-
lining in her simple little heart that he
was critically considering whether she
was SO very plain.
81 suppose she is, was his mental
reflectiOn-"I suppose she is-and yet
| don't know. / wish she'd look at me.
She may have eyes under those lids"
But Lizzie was not yet sufficiently at
home with him to look at him. She
answered his questions freely, and was
easily let on to give graphic descriptions
of her home life of the brothers who
teased her, and the sister, year or two
younger, who was longing to come out,
and who was such regular beauty.
Sc SO fair, you know, said Lizzie, with
a touching reflection upon her own dull
and freckled skin, "and with such love-
ly large blue open eyes"
"By Jove p thought Lord Pelham,
81 wish she'd look at me. Ia like to see
what her own eyes are like.
But this wish at least was vain. Not
even her gratitude-and shy Lizzie was
Overpowered with gratitude for all bis
attention-could give her courage to look
up at him.
He remained near her, chatting, till
the carriages were announced, and even
fingered to place her cape round her
shoulders, and bid quite a cordial good
night to her parents; but, after all, his
curiosity was not satisfied.
"And so Lizzie did dancep said her
elder brother next day. as the ball was
eagerly discussed.
"Dance p said her father, in high
good humor-"I should think SO !
Danced with Lord Pelham, above all !"
YES" said Mrs. Morton, ref1ectively,
cit was very good-natured of him.
heard him say something about COM
passion; he was sorry to see her SO lone
ly."
Lizzie herself was so convinced that
this was the case that she was not the
least annoyed, only when she went up
stairs she staid moment longer than
usual before her glass, and, raising her
heavy lids, looked herself straight in the
face.
"He's very good-natured," she
thought, 81 wish L were not so plain. -
Lord Pelham's curiosity about those
eyes was singular. He found himself
specializing more unreasonably one the
subject, and wondering what color
would suit her face
Almost any color, he was forced to adj
nit, would do. The dull, sallow skin,
the Informed nose and wide mouth, no
eyes could wholly redeem them, and
probably the fringed eyelids were a
compensation.
"Well, well, what did it matter? He
supposed they should not meet again
Why should they? He did not intend
remaining in the neighborhood, and, had
/ he intended, he had no excuse for call
/ ing.
But they did meet. Somehow, on
! Sunday morning, n sudden and most
unwonted impulse seized Lord Pelham
! to attend service in the village church.
! He went In late. little embarrassed, if
/ the truth might be told, at bis own ac-
| ton.
He sat very quietly in the corner of
! the pew to which the old verger con-
Quoted him, and only felt at home when
the droning choir began the Psalms.
Then he looked about, and soon caught
sight of Mrs. Mortou's handsome face.
"By Jove what a pretty girl y he
| thought, as his eye wandered past to a
rosebud of a girl" the beauty" EVIL
IDENTIFY. of poor Lizzie's tale-and next to
| her sat his shy friend herself, the down
cast lids more dropping than ever, the
dull complexion more leaden beside the
bright blue eyes and pink and white Of
the pretty sister.
Still. Lord Pelham's glance rested Oh
3 f,oa Of his aarliar nj