Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-01-10

bhttcTuB III ucT cars anu al VIC ihius-
ness and languor were gone, and she was
running to the glass and holding her
head on this side and on that, and adj.
miriDg herself, and turning'to her hus.
band for admiration. Looking, with
her large liquid dark eyes, her pale
face, her perfect features, her dazzling
smile, all illumined by the shining
drops, as beautiful as the most beauti.
full Juliet that was ever loved. And her
husband felt twice and hundred times
repaid for the sacrifice OF his little saw
ings in the only bond he had yet been
able to buy and lay by for the future by
the vision OF her and by the delighted
kisses she showered upon his lips, and
the warm embraces OF the long white
arms.
It was not once, but twenty times
that Mrs. Templeton looked at the flash
Of her new splendors in the mirror,
took them ont Of her ears and put them
back again, tangled her hair in them so
that her husband might loosen them
and be struck afresh. as he did so. With
the pale pink sea-shell OF the ear, the
curve Of the throat, the exquisite ogal
Of the checks; and she went at last 10
The window and shielded the pane with
her hands while looking out and up at
the stars. IL declare" she said, "the
glistening OF Orion's belt is no more
splendid than my diamonds. / never
thought I should have diaponds,
Jairus."
Nor did she have diamonds after that
one evening OF ecstacy. The little
borough OF Cartoon was no better than
ether places, and while she stood at the
window comparing her gems with
Orion's pair Of erteIprising burglars,
who at that moment were not "bur.
Cling" Glanced to obtains view Of their
opportunities, and they went through
the house that night. and the diamonds
went through their fingers the next
day.
Alas for Mrs. Templetonl 1t would
have been idle for her to have another
CONFUSION. Her husband had not an.
other bond for another pair OF stones.
And so the mother OF the Gracchi could
not have played more magnanimoua
part than she did.
"Oh, what do l care for jewelsl' she
cried, when Het,y ran over to survey
with her big, plying eyes-eyes much
more beautiful than the sparkle in her
ears-the scene Of ruin, where the bur.
glars had left their matches and eaten
their cold cakes and coffee what do
/ care for jewels? They might have
taken the children. Oh, Hetty, how
thankful am they didn't take the chill
irenV"
AS IT," said Hetty to her own hus.
band afterward, "any burglar under
heaven would want those horrid Tenn
pleton children, the worst imps ever
born OF Mysteries and temper Now il
it had been our children, LouisV'
81 think You had better tell her.
though, that your diamonds are only
Alaska crystals" said Louis. pretty
bits of glass, but only genuine glass,
that Uncle Roberts sent for mischief"
"Well, I don't know but I will. But
I think I'll lend them TO her to wear to
church On Easter first, for / DO want
Clara Bowman to wiz her earrings
they'll be the only genuine diamonds
among US all. And she brought him
money enough for MIR. Bowman to af-
ford her whatever she wants; and |
heard her lay the wager with him my
self that Mrs. Templeton would wear a
pair of solitaires to church on Easter"
-Hdrpe,'s Bdtar.