The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1882-03-29
SELECTED SKETCH.
A MATTER OF SENTIMENT.

A MATTER OF SENTIMENT.
Aunt Remember Mordaunt was a queer
looking little body-like n bugaboo in the
children's nursery book, her nose went out
nd her mouth went i'm She wasn't much
nrger than girl eight years old, and she
had fallen down cellar and broken her wrist,
oeen thrown out of a carriage and put her
shoulder out of joint, and being as bald as u
baby, she wore the funniest of small "rus-
set-fronts under little "mob-caps,n SO that
1t was no wonder people looked at her and
smiled. Her shrewd, twinkling eyes usually
smiled back. Aunt Remember cared little
what people thought of her. She was much
more occupied in deciding what she thought
of them.
And let me assure you she was no insig-
nificant person in her circle. No fairy god
mother ever was more fearfully looked up
to--no, looked down to--than Aunt Remem-
Der. She was shrewd, she was witty, she
had sharp tongue of her own-morc, she
was the richest woman in Peachlands
She lived with her brother Paul and his
wife, who had three daughters. People said
Aunt Remember would leave her money to
one of these daughters, and Aunt Remember
said that she should, "to the one who pleas
ed her best" The thing was to know how
TO please her. She found fault first with one
then with the other. Marion was self-willed
Matte was lazy, and Molie-well, Mollie
had red hair. do not think it sin to have
red hair, but Mollie thought it was. Had
she not been reproached with it since her
tenderest years ? To be sure, it was as soft
as silk, and an artist might have considered
the FURNISHED ripples very lovely, as they
swept away from complexion whose pink
was prettier than the tint of any sea-shell :;
but the color of her hair was a sore subject
with Mollie. She was never quite happy
unless she had altogether forgotten the mat
er, and as Mollie was usually exceedingly
busy, she generally Ind very good success
1t forgetting.
Marion was a brunette, very fond of styl-
ish dress and very ambitious. Matrimoni-
ally, she had fixed her goal very high She
intended TO marry man, handsome, dis
tinguished and able to support her in good
style No other would she look at
All, my lady," Aunt Remember would
say, lyon viii so through the world and
pick up crooked stick I"
Marion, the eldest, was already twenty
four. Matte was tweuty-pretty enough,
good enough; but "AIattie IL never set
the river on fire." complained Aunt Remem-
ber
I think myself that the latter was fond OF
her importance, careful to keep up this UNI
certainty regarding her preference. for no.
body could be certain regarding it. But it
kept the small house at Peachlands in a con-
slant state of agitation.
The house itself belonged TO Aunt Re
member, though she had virtually given it
to her brother, ten years before. After her
husbands death-for Aunt Remember had
had n husband-she had transferred it to
her brother, when he came west with his
young family.
Tho furniture also was given him, with
the exception of parlor suit, which Aunt
Remember was supposed to have Soda
suit of mahogany and gray haircloth, which
she had owned-bequeathed by her mother
when girl.
say supposed, because Aunt Remember
was peculiarly reserved and seeretive regard
ing her doings She never asked counsel of
her relatives, or of any one else, but plan
ned and performed according TO her pleas
ure.
She required her connections to some-
times execute commissions for her of which
they had not the least understanding
for instance, during the last few years, since
Aunt Remember had dislocated her shout
der, one of the girls went quarterly to the
office of G. Eyerard, said office being at
tached to a furniture warehouse, and paid
him some money.
He was a young man, very business-like,
but with pleasant hazel eyes, which Marion
declared ''just splendid" but curled her
delicate nose at the suggestion of Aunt Re-
member that Mr.. Charles Everard's &C.
quaintance might be worth cultivating.
"Nonsensel The idea of me marrying a
man who keeps little furniture shop down
on Bond Street !" she cried.
WHO are you, miss Your father is
only poor farmer"
81 don't always intend to be poor, II
father is. I shall marry for money" return
ed Marion. And not for money only--I
must have everything
"Humph y calculated Aunt Remember !;
"when Sir Perfection comes counting you,
let me know !"
But nobody took offense at Aunt Remem-
ber's sharp speeches.
Matte was requested to carry the next
quarters money to Mr.. Charles Eyerard,
but dawdled SO long at getting ready that
Aunt Remember babe her take off her bon
net and sit down, and sent BIollie.
You're smart, if you lave got red hair,
Mollie,n she said; and, with this doubtful
compliment ringing in her ears, AIollie sat
out
AS have said, the color of her hair was
sore subject with her, and when Mr. Charles
'Everard first saw her, she had drawn her
veil of soft gray tissue down SO as almost to
cover it. But he beheld a pair of limpid
brown eyes pretty smile, and a dimpled,
rose-red cheek, and thought he had never
met any one half SO lovely.
Well, how did you like Mr.. Charles
Everard ?" asked Aunt Remember, sharply.
81 think lie is very nice" answered Mol
lie, taking off her bonnet before the glass,
and wishing her hair wasn't red