The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-02-17

! IulitGI y ftOHSEs t1ttC liSlG pfAS IJIIiI-
| did sham, q gildcd bubble readyto burst
| if but one creditor PITT SO much as d
| finger upon it. She remembered well
how the thousand dollar check so con-
spicuons among her wedding presents
was afterwards eonfiscated bv the pater-
| nal Brown to pay several pressing bills.
! She could not tell her friend this, how
ever so she said, cleefily:
You speak and look as tho agh I
ought to be pitied, Ara. Why, I'm the
happiest creature alive. and my home a
second Paradise" Then, in order to
clinch these assertions, she took her
friend all through tire house. 81 haven't
got many things might have had had
not Win and / resolved not to receive
wedding presents outside of our own
immediate families, and, in addition to
that, determinedly regulated every pur-
chase" She remarked further. as they
left the sweet simplicity of those upper
chambers with theirstained floors, home
made rugs, and drift-of-snow beds for
the lower floor: 1--WE could have had
solid silver aud all that sort of thing,
only we thought we might on some fu-
ture occasion feel embarrassed by not
being able to return their full value.
So, as you see, everything is plain, and
IudHF YCb ali Tile
more precious.
They had entered the parlor again
over whose floor. shadows of rose vines
came and went like the waves of some
fairy sea, and where the air was per-
fumed with the heliotrope's purple and
the mignonette's bronzy- green blossoms
that overhung the rustic stand on the
porch outside the windows.
isis wanted to give me bookcase"
continued Alec Royal, surveying her
precious volumes fondly. ''but Will and
his brother CORTLAND together put up
these shelves, and like them ever SO
much. Then they two built this frame
with its compartments over the mantel,
and set these squares of looking glass at
the back, making divided mirror. /
think it's one of the prettiest novelties
ever laid eyes on
Certainly it was, Alice ROYAL. even
without the reflection of that sweet fact
of yours with its wild-rose bloom and
glints o. gold hair. With these it was
assuredly a marvel of beauty.
Then, in spite of iEnumerable direc-
tons in how-I-furnished- my-room arti-
cles, | found we couldn't make com
Portable sofa without springs and con-
siderable upholstery. so we bought this
rattan lounge. In cold weather my silk
quilt will do nicely for both under and
upper cover"
Ali this was very well to listen to, es-
pecially as Mrs. Royal was continually
making pictures of herself in her pink
dress and bit of an apron, and with her
bright eyes, red lips, and CLINT o gold
hair. Now she stood near the Indian
red curtains, now under the mirrors
flash, and again where leaf-colors blazed
in the open CRATE, but Araminta Dykan.
dyke was not satisfied with these dis
solving views, fascinating though they
were.
She was exceedingly curious to know
how her friend. who had always moved
in brilliant circles, and who was married
to a man whom she supposed was in
easy circumstances, came to be reduced
TO so pitiful strait as this in which she
found her.
Pressing the question, she learned
that the year previous Win Royal had
honorably failed in business and now
occupied position as clerk in a whole
sale dry goods store. The young couple,
who had been looking forward to far
different future, and whose wedding-day
was appointed before ''all was lost but
honor" concluding they could better
wait for wealth than happiness. were
married at the hour named, just as
though nothing had occurred to mar
their plans.
s'Aunt ALICE, for whom was named"
continued Mrs. Royal, gave me this
beautiful cottage. but vowed she'd do
no more. Having no rent to make up,
we can live snugly, pay as we 60, and
put by a ttle-sometimes it's very
little-for rainy day"
doesn't it take vast amount of courage
to live this wayP" inquired Mrs. Dykan-
dyke, with a singularly eager look in
her dark eyes.
Nothing like the amount of courage
it takes to run into debtand meet greedy
creditors on every hand" replied Mrs.
ROYAL, emphatically.
Her friend was positive ''the bow was
drawn at a venture. Nevertheless,
she turned her face square toward the
window to hide the flame blazing out
on her cheeks-the arrow had struck
home. Although she hurried her de-
parture the tell-tale color still burned
as she passed through the vine-entang-
led gate and out upon the street.
Seated in a. passenger-car and riding
homeward she felt herself "a captive,
bound and double-ironed." Then, con-
GLIDING it couldn't be helped, threw off
tile impressions, and began wondering
how she would have her silk dress made,
and whether or not to have old gold
color in the new carpets. She rather
thought old gold was going down.
Meanwhile. Alice ROYAL sat in her