The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-08-13

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with the Doctor, and l followed with
Julia Lowering, whose little soul curled
all up in contact with the crowd, like
sea-anemone when you touch 1t; and
Just at the door my train caught on
carpet-hook, and couple of servants
made haste to loosen it, but not before
gentleman had stopped and set it free,
and bowed without looking up, and
passed on; and it was Loring Richards,
and he had not known me again. SO
near me, and had not known me!
Once, the air my garment brushed
would have thrilled him through and
through And you can imagine if l
knew whether l were eating gumbo
soup or Blue Point oysters, or what not,
after that! What was Loring Richards
doing there? Who was the lady he
Joined in the hall? Had he married ?
If it had not been for mammals claret,
which she quietly pushed toward me, in
a minute l should have fallen off my
chair; but that brought the blood back.
Forgotten me! Well, why should be
the only one to remembers Let me for
get. Alas had 1 not been trying to
forget for five years? But ! leaned over
nay plate to ask Mr.. Lowering ques-
ton, the length of whose reply | knew
would be like spool silk, warranted
three hundred yards; and | was hang
ing on his words, when my eye caught
sight of a person that had just come in,
and was seated a few tables distant,
had taken out paper, and was never
glancing up from the column. A chair
was turned down near him, and it re-
manned vacant for some time. For his
brideP No; man does not come down
to dinner and leave his bride to follow
alone. For his wife of longer datep
When 1 had the opportunity of another
look, a dazzling creature sat there, a
golden-headed darling, radiant as if
star had turned a rose. Was | not
ashamed of myself to wish to look that
way! What did care for Loring Rich
ards, or his wife, either, if he had one!
Not in that direction again did turn
my head. / was gay and all alive my
self, and Mr.. Lowering was all devotion.
l knew by some other sense when those
two left the room, but not by my eyes or
ears.
"Who is that going outPn asked Mr..
Lowering. 4" If his looks were burn
ing-glass you would be in flames"
Gone of the waiters?' l asked.
"There is French Count among them,
you know, and Polish refugee"
Margaret" exclaimed mamma,
"how should you know anything about
such peoplep" -l|..
"Oh, mamma, I am interested in
them; and since joined the Interna-
tionals, and the Nihilists, and the Mari
anne, and the rest, know all about such
people, l saw Mr.. Lovering's hair
slowly begin to rise on end. "That old
ag-picker," l added, ''told me yester-
day that
But Mr.. Coverings head looked mons
and more like an electric hair-brush,
and mamma cried, "Margaret!'
"Why, mamma, we are all human
beings together
81 really must insist" began
mamma; and then Amy giggled, and
mamma looked as if she thought / had
gone out of my head, and Amy was
hystericaily sympathetic.
"Your daughters advanced opin-
ions," said Mr.. Lowering, stiAly, "are
surprise to me.'' ..
" You silly little MOTHER" Amy
laughed. ''It is our boating club at
home, the Internationals, our charity
school, the Nihilists, our sewing club,
our book club, our
I" / really thought you meant secret
societies." gasped that old goose of an
elderly lover.
"And what if 1 had?' said l, my
n Wiz
were own cousin to Vera SassalitchP"
"Do have her name right" said the
Doctor. 81 was afraid that our young
ladies would be following Natalushka's
fashions as soon as Mr.. Black made her
so charming" sl#
Charming?" said his father. "a
girl with such ideas charming?"
81 am rejoiced to hear you express
yourself so," said mamma.
"And l, said L. "Because they are
my ideas.'
(which are your ideas?" he asked.
"Mine, or those of the young Russian
girl and others like herp''
"Hers, certainly" 1 said. "The
ideas of humanity and brotherhood
And my heart began to beat like an en-
CINE one hears in the night, with q wild
sort of exultation, no matter what had
happened to Loring Richards, I had
made it impossible that 1 should marry
Mr.. Coverings stocks and bonds, for the
temptation was out of the way: he
would never ask me.
But it had all been little to much for
me. And l saw that mamma was COM
pretending the situation, and growing
angrier and angrier. Oh, how angry
the dear soul was! "You look verv
pale, Margaret" she said. care you
not wellP l see by your conversation
that you are not quite yourself. You
had better go to your room. Our friends
will excuse you, am sure" And
bowed to them all, and caught the Doc
tors twinkling eye-the Doctor who
wanted no young mother-in-law-and
rose and slipped from the room before
either he or his father could offer me an
arm. could not have held out through
another five minutes.
The elevator was just coming up from
the lower hall. stepped in. A gem
tleman in it took off his hat as usual.
seated myself, boy closed the door,
and we softly slid upward. We ascend
half way to the next floor, when we
paused with slight jar. The boy
looked up at the bell signals: pulled one