The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-07-23

| dent enjoyment. Mona contemplateS
her curiOusy, pensively.
"What haveI sadY" she asks, half
paintiyely. "You laugh, yet | did not
mean to be funny. Tell me what l
said , :,
explains her Grace son that congrat.
ulate Yourself Nature is at discount
| these DAYS. And II love nature. IL
is SO rare: veritable philosopher
stone. You only told me what my glass
tells me every day,-that | am not 80
young as l once was,-that, III TACT,
when sitting next pretty children like
YOU, am quite old.
"D,d ! say all that?' asks Mrs. Geof-
FREY, with wide eyes. Indeed, | think
YOU mistake. Old people have wrinkles,
and they do not talk as YOU do. And
when one is sweet to look at, one is
never DID,"
To pay a compliment perfectly one
must, think, have ut least a few drops
of Irish blood in ones veins. The little
suspicion of blamey trips softly and
naturally from Mona's tongue. Tho
duchess is charmed, pleased beyond
measure. That faint touch about the
wrinkles was the happiest of the happy.
Only that morning her Grace, in spite
of her unapproaChable maid and unlim-
tied care, had seen an additional line
around her mouth that had warned her
of youths decline, and now to meet
some one obliyious Of this line is sweet
to her,
Then you didn't go out much in Ire
landy' ola cove tbinlyinrr IL mora frrupn-
full to change the conversation at this
point.
out? Oh, ever so much, y" says Mrs.
Godfrey.
"Ah!" says the duchess, feeling puz-
2led. Then perhaps they don't dance
in heland?n
yes, they do indeed, great deal, at
least | have heard So"
Then suppose when there you were
too young to 90 out?n pursues the poor
duchess, striving for information.
Il wasn't, says Mona, II went out
great deal, All day long | was in the
open air That is what made my hands
SO brown last autumn
Were they brown
CAS- berries says Mona, genially.
AT least, they are a pretty shape, y"
SAYS the duchess. glanCing at the slim
little hands lying gloved in their own
er'S lap. But | don't think YOU quite
understand the going out in the light
that did. | mean, did you 90 much
into society,""
There wasn't much society to 90 in
to, - says Mona, and | was only fifteen
when staying with Aunt Anastasia.
She" confdentially. made rather a
| grand match for us, YOU know" LADY
Rodney grinds her teeth, and tells her
self she Is on the point of fanting. }
"She married the Provost of Trinity
College: but don't think he did her
any good. She is the oldest old thing.
Even 10 think of her now makes me
laugh. You should have seen her, says
Mrs. Godfrey, leaning back in her chair,
and giving way TO her usual merry
laugh, that rings like peal of silyery
bells. with her wig that had little curls
all over it, and her big poke-bonnet like
cOal-scuttle,'
well, really wish had seen her, "
SAYS the gOOd-humored duchess, smiling
in sympathy, and beginning TO feel her
self more capable of thorough enjoy
ment than she has been for years. Was
she witty, as all Irish peopie are said to
| be?n
"Oh, dear. no, says Mona. with an
emphatic shake of her lovely head
she hadn't the least little bit of wit in
her composition. She was as solemn as
an Eng mean Spaniard they axe
all solemn, are they nOt?D, and never
made a Joke in all her life. but she was
irresistibly comic all the same
Is there much beauty in lrelandy"
asks her Grace, presently.
Yes. but we are all SO different from
the English. We have no pretty fair
hair in Ireland, or at least very little Of
it,
"Do YOU admire our hair? And we
are all so heartily tired OF it. says the
duchess. We'll, tell me more about
your own land. Are the women all like
youy In style. mean. have seen a
few, Of course, but not enough to de-
scribe a whole
Like me? Oh, no. says Mrs. Geof-
frey. Some Of them are really beauti-
full, like pictures. When was staying
q with Aunt Anastasia-the Provost'S
wife, you remember saw a great
many pretty people. / saw a great
many students, too. says Mona, bright
ening, and liked them very much
They liked me, too.n
How strange!n says the duchess
with an amused smile. Are you quite
sure of that
"Oh, quite. They used to take me al
over the college, and sometimes to thu
bands in the squares. They were yer!
good to me.
They would be, Of course, " says TIT
duchess.
"But they were troublesome, yer,
troublesome says Mrs. Godfrey, wit!
Il retrospective sigh, leaning back IN he
chair and folding her hands together OF
her lap. You can't imagine what ;
worry they were at times, always ring
ing the college bell at the wrong hours
and getting tight"
Getting whatYn asks the duchess
somewhat taken aback
"Tight--screwed-tpsy, You know,
replies Mona, innocently. Tight wa
the word they taught me. think the,
believed it sounded more respectable
than the others. And the Divinity boy
were the worst. Shall | tell you abou
themYn
DO" says the duchess.
"Well, three of them used TO come I,
[ see Aunt Anastasia, at least they sac
1t was auntie, hut they never spoke Il
her if they could help it, and were al
} ways so glad when she went to sleep al
, ter dinner
IL think your Aunt Anastasia wa
very good to them y saws the duchess