The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1883-01-24

pencil, please" and in another minute
''Eulalie" was written on the page in a
fair girlish hand.
"What funny namel How did you
ever think Of itY" asked Fannie Windsor,
curiously, as the book was handed back
to her.
40, I've been reading story about .
girl called Eulalie," Edith replied,
Sand it struck me as such a pretty
name, though it probably isn't the right
one"
All, Edith how surely does one act Of
falsehoOd and deception lead TO more,
which, like SORROWS, tread ever on each
others heels"
The rest Of the evening passed like An
unhappy dream to poor Edith, for bitter
remorse soon came to torture her, and,
for the first time in her life, she was &C
tually Wretchedly miserable. She early
excused herself from the flower table, on
the plea Of sudden headache, and then
fitted away to a solitary nook in an OBJ
scure corner Of the big room. Twas
here that after long search Mr.. Robin
son discovered her, anxious to make
amends for his unfortunate speech, and
pitying her unusually pale face, he kind
ly and solicitously inquired what was
the matter, but unable to obtain any
more satisfactory explanation for her al
tered mien than n headache, he attribut-
ed it all to that ill-omened doll, and has
tily strobe away in quest of the guess
seller. Once found he invested liberal
", but contrary to his own advice, he
did not choose the euphonious titles of
the MUSES. and the classic heroines that
he had suggested to Edith, but instead
selected simple, old-fashioned country
names, endeared to him by long associa-
ton, but ill-suited to the fair French
stranger.
The evening so long and dreary to
, Edith, passed quickly and happily to all
! her companions. The fancy and flower
tables drove a brisk trade, the dolls dis
appeared as if by magic and the omni-
J present grab-bag and postoffice caught
many stray dime and nickel. Nothing
; occurred to mar the general harmony OF
the evening, not even when poor half
witted Ann Bassett, in momentary
) freaks of forgetfulness, helped herself tC
: the ice-cream she had been commission.
, ed to serve, or deposited it on the hool
or convenient chairs instead Of its des
; tined place.
| After what seemed an interminablt
, length of time to our conscence-stricken
: little heroine, the tall clock struck Il
Ga shockingly late hour for Puritan Cam
, DEM. The tables had been all but shorr
I of their fineries by eager purchasers, and
J an honorary member Of the Willing
, Workers took the floor to dispose by
auction of the few remaining articles
, He succeeded so ably that in ten minutes
, everything was sold; and now the time
had come to declare tho lucky winners
of the guess-hat Ga lofty beaver, to be
} awarded to the guesser of its exact
height and the Paris doll.
: All had assembled in the upper part Of
the room save Edith and few old ladies
near her, who were busily engaged in
comparing ailments, and exchanging bits
of gossip. Everything was hushed as
the society's President assembled the plat
form, cleared her throat and announced
Height of the beaver hat sold by
guesses, fourteen and three-fourths
inches. The winner is Mrs, Isaac Tuttle
The lady will please step forward and
receive it." A ripple of amusement
passed around as fat old Mrs. Tuttle
waddled up to the platform and tender
ly received the prize, which she bore
away in triumph to her liege lord,
And now Edith's heart beat fast as
the President leaned over and picked W
another paper from the table. She could
not go up before them all and take that
|. Il all hA ls
dared not. She longed to hide or run
away, but some fascination held her spell
bound. With quick-coming breath
and throbbing temples, she watched and
listened.
"The name Of the Paris doll presented
to the society by Miss Hattie Windsor
will now be announced" said the Presi
dent; and opening the paper she read il
clear voice, audible in all parts of tn,
room:
Though from foreign parts came,
Dorothea is my name,
For l thought II meet to bear
Yankee name at Yankee fair
, "The lucky guesser is our friend, Dea
con Colin Robinson, to whose care W,
, shall be happy to consign Miss Doro
thea"
A buzz of conversation began as Mr.
5 Robinson went forward and received
. awkwardly enough, it must be confessed
his precious burden. Edith sat for
I moment dazed and bewildered, thei
5 started forward, but paused to collec
i herself Dorothea what could it mean
e Surely she had read Alright. Suddenl,
J the words of one of the old ladies nea
1 her fell on her ears.
4 "WalL that's what call right purt
a name, no such high-falutin' things a
: people air all possessed aboutnowadays
e An it's only OWN to Hettie Windso
& that they got such purity one. Fus
Q they axed Miss Rossister, that New Yorl
: gal, to name it, and she suggeste,
} 'Uphaly,' or some such outandish thing
e but finally they concluded sence Hetti
9 give 1t she orter hev the honor of namir
. it, and Pm right glad she did"
i A great feeling of relief rushed owe
i Edith, sweeping away all the angus
j and despair Of the last few hours. Sh
r. had not then known the dolIsname afte
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