Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1881-11-25
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ERNEST WYETH'S IDOL.

The last musical-note of slow psalm
had Aoated through the still air of the
little village church, and was echoing
family from the pale, painted walls,
when Mrs. Warrington swept up the
aisle. followed by two young ladies.
The smaller and elder of these attracted
looks neither of surprise nor curiosity,
her pale quiet face, with its sober gray
eyes, was too well known for that but
both were expressed in the eyes of the
congregation as they followed the other
figure in her ascent to the Warrington
pew. That she was stranger was
evident, and strangers were rare occur
rences in the church ut d, espe-
cially such pretty, elegant strangers as
this one was.
During the service there were many
curious chances bestowed upon the blue
robed figure who sat so straight and still
between Mrs Warrington and her daugh-
ter, Eve, with her young face appraised
and her eyes resting on the earnest coun-
tenance of the preacher During the
discourse, the eye of the Rev Mr..
Wyeth, wandering over the listening
audience, fell upon the face of the young
stranger and rested there With the
upturned, blue orbs, the small, childish
mouth and waving, golden hair, across
which the summer sunshine fell aslant,
it looked not unlike the face of a
Madonna, so fair in its purity, so inpo-
cent in its fairness
At last the service ended, the organ
ceased its pealing, and out in the vcstry
Mrs. Warrington stood, introducing with
calm stateiness her niece, Mamie Rus
sci, to the young clergyman.
The Warrington residence was but IA
short distance away, and Mrs. War
rington did not consider it worth while
to bring her carriage into requisition +;
50 the party of four started down the
gravellcd walk together.
"Mr Wycth," Mrs. Warrington began,
laying her hand on Nannes arm and
stepping back, thereby leaving signiG-
cant vacancy beside her daughter, "will
you"
But Mamie interrupted her with II
little gesture and low. ripping laugh.
"Mr. Wyeth is entertaining me with
an interesting little anecdote," she said /;
"do not disturb him, auntie."
With bow Mrs Warrington passed
on and walked in stately silence beside
her daughter. She was displeased, and
took no trouble to conceal the fact but
by the time the little party reached the
iron gates Of the Warrington estate she
had assumed her bland, society manner
again, and babe the clergyman good,day
in very friendly tones.
II have asked Mr. Wyeth to come
here tomorrow afternoon and enjoy a
game of croquet," Mamie said, as she
stood before the mirrow untying the
siken strings Of her bonnet.
Were you aware that Eve il going
into town then p asked Mrs Warning
ton ipsinuatingly."
"Oh. yes" Mamie replied innocontly
that's one reason, you see. would be
lonely enough left to my own resources,
wanted some one toamuse me
"Audacious p muttered her aunt be-
meath her breath but she made no COM
ment aloud
When Mamie left the room Mrs.
Warrington turned to her daughter, say
ing
''Is she not forward mink =? But you
shall stay at home Tomorrow.
"Oh. mamma" said Eve, pitifulIy,
"Pd much rather go! | do dislike be-
lug in anybody's way"
But Mrs Warrington was firm, and
on the morrow, when the clergyman ar
rived, he found two young ladies wait
ing 10 receive him
Mamie was attired in cream white
cashmere, with trimmings Of pale blue
brocade, which combination well became
her fair beauty Her shining hair was
combed high on her head aud piled there
in soft, coilcd mass, aud numerous little
riDglets fell over the white brow and on
the fair neck.
AS she rose 30 greet him in her
winsome, uuembarassed manner, Ernest
Wyetb experienced the thought that had
come to him IN the pulpit the Sunday
bcfore--that this fair young creature
was set as far apart from ordinary people
as the moon above the earth I; she was
women above women, an idol to be
worshipped from afar, a--bow much
higher his thoughts would have scared
there is no telling. had not Ewes soft,
slow voice broke in upon his revery
with, -
1T is shady on the lawn now, Mr..
Wyeth Suppose we indulge in n game
Of croquetY9
II am most willing the clergyman