The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-06-02
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truth.
Her mother looked mp amused a, ih,
frankness Of lsr younges, daughter, and
a. Tor The eldest daughter. Dora, shs sank
back ia her seat with panied blush IN
her dark cheek
Il am sure. Ada, you need not com
plain. You have far easier living at the
Hollyhocks than either mother or |. she
said.
why everything need he 50 hateful.
don't see, grnmblei Miss Ada, frowning
under her dsxen curls. III father had
not died now, be might have run along for
years, until Dora aud were suitably mar.
ried, and kept mp appearances so We could
have made good matches Now every.
body knows We are poor"
"And everybody knows we are honest r.
cried Dora, who still trembled at the
mention of her dead father. We settled
eyeythingas fast possible, and came here to
live, glad Of Uncle Alfreds offer-at
least was
"And am sure was, my dear. said
Mrs. Atherton, with sigh, II am thank.
iul to have a roof over my head in my old
age"
"Uncle Alfred WAS absorbed in hori.
culture, and made pet OF the place for
years 1t is lovely here, think" said
Dora, leaning to look out into the bright
summer garden.
II don't care for flowers, returned Ada,
moodily, ~ can't make myself happy
with hose and watering pots thought
ii wonld be better than this, with the
Waters place opposite. But Allen
Waters is away and the gates are shut
against us. In fact there is nobody here.
you calculated great deal on the
society OF man you don't know in the
least, Ada, said Dora, returning to her
sewing.
"I'm not the least bit like you. Dora,
with your notions of congenialty and
similar tastes, burst forth Ada. I've q
taste for comfort and luxury, and and |
could love any man who could give them
to me. Besides" somewhat moderating |
her violence as her mother looked annoyed |
at the extreme statement, you know We
have always heard Of what fine fellow
Allen Waters vast
Dora said no more. Her bright, dark
face burning with indignation. She was
ashamed OF Ada, grieved, yet secretly tried
to make some excuse for her sister.
Day by day Ada continued her COM
plants of the Hollyhocks. She WAS mis-
cradle herself and certainly made every
body else So While Dora was as busy as
a bee, Ada moped herself almost sick
The little phaeton which Dora had
driven in asa child was left to the fam
lily, and at her mothers suggestion. Dora
hired mild, fat Dobbin ola neigboring
farmer one day and invited Ada to drive
There's lovely scenery along tho valley
road. 1t will make little change for you,
hua Desiues, VIC u wv VI news W llNeh
you up.
Ada turned languidly.
"Allen Waters is coming home, said
Dora with family mischiovous smile.
After moments thought, Ada rose, ar
rayed herself in her prettiest driving cos
tune and entered the carriage.
Drive past the Waters estate. Dora.
What fat. lazy horse! There is no fun
in driving if you can't drive in style. I
There, now, see the Waters place. It's
all expected it to be. Thers'd be some
comfort in living il one could be mistress
there. It's no better marriage than 1
ought to have made il papa had not failed.
And with discontented lips and an arro-
CANT toss Of the head. Ada was driven past
a hay wagon in which was q man in his
shirt sleeves
He glanced At the young ladies with
frank curiosity.
"Did you bow, Dora, Impudent fel-
low How he staredl Country folks?"
sneered Ada.
II bowed because ne bowed to us, Ada. G
You would not have me repel such mere
civility. He is probably some one who
knows us through we are strangers here. "
81 detest such people. "
Il don't think could detest any ono a
who wore such white shirt sleeves, and a
ooked so comfortable under broad straw a
nat this hot day, laughed Dora carelsssly. 4
But the next moment Ada was thankful
or the existence OF "sRch people, for the
ohaeton broke down. and with dismal .
cream she was tipped from her seat and !"
anded among the roadside buttercups p
md clover ~
The mild, fat old horse instantly stop
lsd. Dora looked snxiously about her
or help. No house was near. She looked
mp and down the quiet road J!
nd then--oh, gladly'-she saw the hay u
wagon, the straw hat, and the white shirt o.
leeyes drawing near.
"You have broken down, said the owner,
'astily jumping down. !
Thank you. yes The carriage seema Al
oming all TO pieces" said Dora, trem- y
ling with fright Gould you do any. D
hing TO helpy" Ishould be. oh, so much .
bliged to your y
''Yes, said Ada, shaking the dust off her re
ilk skirts. I'VE are the Misses Atherton. ~
We will pay you Of course" p'
The man bent to look at the arlstree. 70
iis face was turned toward Dora, and she
aw him smile. m
eIt's moi NJ very bsi then y" ,bs said bi