Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1882-04-20
Helena, Montana, Thursday, April 20, 1882.

"Yes Baby; nice Rick, dear Rick; good
Rick, but, for all that the ring he gave me
goes back to him tomorrow unless l hear
from him tonight. How dare he wish that
we had never met ?"
But she did not hear from him that night,
and the next day the little band Of gold was
released from its hiding place in her thick
brown hair, and too faithful messenger
placed it in Rick's hands as he left his place
of business. But ah what silent sorrow
full maiden wandered about the Lounsberry
dwelling thereafter what a istless, weary
voice repeated the nursery rhymes that Baby
demanded fifty times day
"No nice-no more said Baby, missing
the merry tones and happy laugh.
But Mrs. Lounsberry was not at all dis
pleased with the turn affairs had taken.
Broughman Brown suited her much better
as prospective son-in-law than Richard
Creighton. One was wealthy young brew
er, the other poor clerk in cOunting-house.
"Letty will soon get over it." she said to
Lettys father, whose heart ached at the
sight of his daughters sad face. "a first
love disappointment is always hard to bear for
a while thought I'd have died when Steph.
Ford married my cousin but didn't, lived
to marry you, and nave seal skin cloak,
and Mrs. Ford hasn't even a jacket"
And so Brougham Brown, who was really
a manly, generous, good-hearted fellow Ill
spite of his beer and wealth, encouraged by
the maternal head of the house, began de-
voting himself in the most ardent fashion to
Lefty and she, seeing her mothers pleasure
thereat. and hearing no word from Rick, re-
ceived his attention in a passive unrespon-
sive way. ....
Three months went by, and it was Aunt
Emory's birthday, and that eccentric old lady
had decided to divide it among the family,
lunching with one portion, dining with an
other, and supping with third The lunch
party was given at her sister Lettia's Mrs.
Lounsberry,) and some half dozen old
friends and some dozen relatives were hidden
to the feast. Lefty, in sea-green gown
(Ricks favorite gown with spray of pink
hyacinths (Rick's favorite spring fower) in
her hair, went quietly about welcoming the
guests Brougham Brown following her like
her shadow, until lunch was announced.
Then taking her place at the table, the young
man still near her, she raised the cover from
and dipped spoon into the last jar of grand
mammals famous peach marmalade (she had
had it placed before her, trusting to be able
tohide the mischief Baby had dOne,) when
somebody said, addressing hermother: Have
YOU heard that Richard Creighton is going
abroad for his health? He has given up his
situation, and sails in a day or two They
say he has failed fast lately"
And the very next moment Aunt Emory
fixed her spectacled eyes upon her neices
poor pale face, and asked sharply: What's
the matter, child? Do you see anything
dreadful in the sweets 2"
NO, maam,' answered Lefty, with pitt
full attempt at smile, when the spoon
struck something harder than preserved
peaches should be-
''Let me help you," said Brougham; and
with one turn of his wrist he placed upon
the dainty china shell before her-a wad OF
paper.
"Ard so that is the last of the celebrated
marmalade, is it?' said Aunt Emory Il
don't want any. l prefer my sweets I'M
mixed with unknown foreign substances.
Take it away, Norah'
But Lefty was already slowly unrolllng
the paper (it proved to be the missing part
of the jars original hat)-a rather difficult
thing to accomplish, as it stuck persistently
to her small fingers, but accomplished at
last, when out rolled the little gold pig. And
on the inside of the paper was scraWled, IN
! KICK DOlu HdLtl, lHCSC Noluo
my DARLING-How foolish we are-1
mean. l am. Here is the charm. Miss
Varian had it about ten minutes last night
only long enough to show it to you and tell
YOU q story about it, Baby will give it to
YOU. Had no paper, so tore piece Oft one
of YOUR Jam pots VIII see you tomorrow
evening RIX"
Never did any young lady so suddenly
break through all the conventionalities OF
society. never did daughter so quickly for
get the wishes Of her mother, never did
neice SO unflinchingly brave the displeasure
of $4,000 aunt, as did Lefty Lounsberry
the instant after she had read this note.
"Brougham,n she cried, looking at him
with beautiful, beseeching eyes, Il must see
Rick. I must must. You will go and
bring him to me, dear?"
ut was the first time she had ever called
him "dear," and, alas! he felt that 1t would
be the last.) For moment he pulled his
long mustache nervously. I'VE are not
very good friends, you know" at last he said.
Eyes, know. But | am to blame for
that too," said Lefty, hurriedly. Forgive
me, Brougham, but / must see Rick"
And the good fellow, hesitating no longer,
turned from that imploring face, and, with a
tugging at his heart-strings, went off to seek
his rival. He found him, and brought him
back to the girl they both loved.
And what do you think Aunt Emory did
Aunt Emory who had over and over again
said only as Mrs. Brougham Brown, Lefty
should inherit any of her money. Left the
house in passions" Not bit of it. She
laughed and laughed until she could laugh
no longer. sa,r
'Now shall have something new to tell
folks" she said. "They must be tired and
sick of my old yarns Pm sure I am. Love
gold pigs jealousy, and marmalade all mix-
ed up together. It's one of the funniest
things ever heard in all my life."
"I'm glad you think So" said Mrs. Louns-
berry. 1t don't strike me that way. What
are they going to live on?"
"Oh, I'll look after them" said Aunt En-
ory; and her remark made very good end
ing to this real sweet story.
~ The editor of the New York Times thus
replies to an inquiry from correspondent
. 1t is not at all injurious to have plants grow
ing in sleeping room; the prevalent idea
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