Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1882-07-19
Gales ano Skstfbes.
THE MEMORIES "H0P."
Continued from Yesterday. }
A JERSEY STORY

that the OtheF nt9nt. ike pedcoSh "'tH
the influenza. But she needn't ask the
question. considering how people avoid
her.
..StilI. the question IS rather q pertinent
one sometimes - said Claresiightly, yet
with a ring of pain in her tone.
YES said Gertie bitterly; then with
a sudden falteriDg of her voice and a
burst of tears, "Oh. am so unhal Ply"
Clare put her arms round her and let
her sob for few moments in silence.
then she spoke.
II am very sorry; bat Ger'ie, You
needn't be afraid: am sure he cares for
vou.'f Her words were very brave. and
her lips did not tremble a. she spoke
do you think so ?'' and Geriie iited
her head from where it rested on her
friends breast. ..But why does he filrt
so? | am proud and don't show it, but it
pains me dreadfully, Clara. feel some
times as if-oh why should he hurt me
when love him ?''
as she irving TO ask me not to illrt
with him % thought Gertie's friend. and
the hot glow of the wounded pride, TAR
deeper and stronger than that OF the
younger girl, burned her pale cheek at
the idea that she. Clare Grattan. should
be suspected of flirting. 1t was some
little time before she slowly answered:
II should trust him and be sure he de-
serves it: and, Gertie"-she spoke ner-
vnuslv and as if frightened lest her friend
should he cfiended-''l wouldn't give him
any cause for jealousy by being too much
tonight with
There's the carriage said Gertie,
sprnging up. I'm very sorry, dear,
can't take your advice. as it's the exact
opposite to what | mean 10 do. | shall
treat him just as he treats me
With Which words Miss Give ran down
stairs, and Clare had no opportunity for
saying more.
How good Of YOU to be early :" ex-
claimed Florence Wedmore, entering the
cloak-room as Clare and Gertie were dis
encumbering themselves of their wraps,
I've pnt YOU down to play two values
Gertie, and Miss Grattan for one"
"Oh. will play rs often as you Ike. ="
said Clare. II am rather tired. and
don't want to dance much"
Florence shook her head.
II won't victimize YOU she said.
''Ah. there's the first waltz beginning.
put down Miss Fox for that she always
plays the Faust" and thumps so. It's as
well to get her performance over before
many people come"
a Jersey hop is very much more primi-
tive in its arrangements than an English
carpet-dance. At the former entertain
ment the carpet is nearly always up-so
far Jersey dancers are eXacting-and the
boards are polished. rs the doors are re-
moved. the furniture piled away, and the
lights fixed by the young men iRttmes of
the house All your friends plate is held
in requisition. and mirrors. flowers, and
other such adornments are freely lent and
borrowed. Ices and st-down suppers are
rare; lemonade. claret-cup and light re-
freshments being usually the orderof the
day. If Won have a friend who possesses a
butler borrow him with the plate; if not,
rest coBtented without one Bands are
seldom seen or heard. the general arrange
ment being that the performance of the
music shall be divided among the guests
each family being expected to supply 50
many dances. They are very pleasant,
very informal, and sometimes slightly
wild these Jersey hops. | am not speak
ing. of course, of the stately dances given
in the arisiocratic region of Rouge Bouil-
lon. nor of the military balls. but of the
small hops of from 30 to so. principally in
the Shingles.
The Wedmores' was pattern one of its
kind-bright. gay. with all the girls pref,
tv and good dancers-it is hard TO find a
Jersey girl who is not both. The dancing
room soon grew full. but neither Mr..
Moray nor Captain Rashton had yet APP
peared. though they went to their respec-
al 10, Ip,, auaninor ,lVgsS Sbnrf q
before eight O'Clock. The night was so
sweet and warm that the piano had been
moved into the veranda which surrounded
the house, and which had been hung with
four paper lanterns-a proceeding which
caused many old ladies to remark enthusi-
astically that it looked like fairvland.' =
Outside this fairyiand was a cool, calm,
scented garden. a wide. hushed sky.
moonless. but bright with stars. and far
off the restless splash of the waves on the
shore. Inside was lit room. gay with
evergreens and bright with many-colored
dresses, pretty faces, and the rhythmicll
sound of dancing feet.
Glare sat at the piano between these
two worlds: the light falling ON her
showed her 10 the eyes of Il man who had
entered nv the garden-way, as only an in
mate of the Wedmores would have dared
to do. There were many people near
her in the veranda-girls without part
ners, girls sitting the dance out with their
partners. old ladies talking scandal, old
gentlemen talking politics. a nervous boy
who dared not dance. a gloomy man who
wished 10 do do and could nct-but Percy
Moray only saw Glare.
She was dressed in a simply-made dress
unfiounced and untortured by fashion, of
soft silk. the color of the outer leaves of
the daffodil, which deepened in the folds
of the drapery with subtle graduations OF
shade. In her black hair were set two or
three stephanotis stars; the outline of her
face was calm and fair-Perey thought
sad The heavy-lidded gray eyes were
not on her music; her hands moved me-
chanically. How different she was from
other women, How unlike her dress, her
face, her words to anything he had ever
known. He was twenty-seven. and he
loved her, loved her. loved her-the
words formed themselves to the rhythm
of the passionate German waltz she was
PLAYING. II was conventional, siekiv-
sweet thing: but to the young man ii now
for the first time. became lively and full OF
meaning-the expression which his love
needed He wished that he and she were
waltzing to it, Anyhow. he would do the