The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1882-09-20

"IVuOub EoueuItllS W even luIurm-
ing Euphemia, the property having
been left in her hands, aud then gave
the young lady triumphant intro,
duction into society.
But scarcely had she appeared up.
on the stage when Mrs. Bayard's
mother died, aud, since Phema must
be drawn at once from the scenes Of
her glories, Mrs. Bayard resolved to
send her for the early part of the
summer out to Desborough, a country
tewn Of some Importance, high am.
ong the Massachusetts, hills. Here
under the wing of an old aunt of
MIR. Bayard, she would not be seen
too much to make her. future debut
stale end Improbable, and she would
acquire a freshness Of complexion
that boaralig-school up to Easter and
q fortnight Of balls directly after
had a good dealimpaired.
Aunt Allen was clergyman's
widow, lovely, gentle old lady, liv-
ing in square, white house, set in
its grassy yard like flower on leaf
and canopied with dropping elms.-
Phema was charmed. Her city Gle.
gances and affections fell back like
the calyx from rosebud, and she de-
lighted dear Aunt Allen by her keen
enjoyment, her common sense, her
earnest desire to learn all wholesome
country ways, and her unaffected in
lerest in everything.
Nobody. in Desborough knew more
about this pretty Miss Bayard than
the fact that she was Mrs. Aliens
niece; and as she laid away the fine.
ry her mother and her maid had
packed into her trunk, and content.
ed herself with gowns Of delicate
lawn and cambria, with now and
then a white dress for Sundays, and
nobody there knew enough to recog.
nize the hand of an artist in the ex-
quisite simplicity of the garments or
to know that the little chip hat, with
its gold buckle and floating feather,
was really fresh from Paris, she was
not suspected Of being rich or fash
ionable; and, being very pretty, mer.
ry and good natured, she soon made
friends in Desborough, and, moreover
carried away captive the heart of Mr..
Mather, the only lawyer of the place,
handsome, intelligent young fellow,
come Of good race, sturdy, and self,
reliant, only-he was poor! But this
did not disturb Euphemia, She fell
in love with him as utterly and
simply as if Arcadia had been her
birthplace; and before her signal of
recall came both we're plunged faith
oms deep in an honest, old fashioned
passion, with which society and mo-
ney had no more to do than they
have with heaven.
Aunt Allen did not interfere, for
she saw no occasion to. 1t was all
right in her unworldly eyes. She
knew Stephen Mather was good
enough for anybody, as she had often
declared, and both she and Euphe-
mia thought John Bayard's daughter
would have money enough for both.
Phema, however, made Aunt Allen
vow to keep this secret; it pleased
her nightly to hear her lover spin
his webs for the future, calculate his
income, discuss ways and means, and
praise the neat and simple style of
her wardrobe.
"The delightful goose!" she horri-
fed Aunt Allen by saying one day,
when Stephen was scarce out of the
gate. ale thinks l am Il paragon of
economy. He doesn't dream that
Dobssn charged me twenty-five dol,
lars apiece for making these lawn
gowns, and that every scrap of lace
on them is real thread"
"Im sure he don't!" sighed Aunt
Allen, shocked herself at this revela-
tion; but Phema only laughed, clap.
ped her little dimpled hands togeth-
er, and waltzed out into the kitchen,
where she at once teascd and pleased
Hannah, the factotum of the house,
by trying to learn all sorts of cooking.
And she succeeded astonishingly.-
Common sense, u clear head, and
deft fingers are as successful in the
kitchen as everywhere else. Her
mother shifted much (mentally of
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