The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1883-08-08

e provide hor niihn d wardrobe when
nnnn made ench fre1dlaI fuss Over
everv dress that came home from
Madame Ficelle's for my own girlsy'
tOf al tllngs poor relations are the
most intoleFableN said McdOfa apiteiui'
.sput what are we 70 say il Nj Hai-
l.r1 esl-s for herf blurtet ont Bell, he
most honest and least polite q the tnfa-
.ssays why the truth" declared Nc
dora. ssThat elae has left rs
For the secret Of Miss Mcdota ilali-s
anxiety to get rid Of her pale iltt'e eooA-
IA. whose mourning was 80 distfs1ssiiSSiy
becoming to her, was the fact - -
Huqh Billiards. admiration Tor the WhL.e
statuesue face, the deep larKspur oiee sses
and the features which were I'eIleoS .,5 "a
-n,- cameo. Miss Medora had marked
Mr. Ballard for her own prey, ana ~
cIared war upon any unfortunate Pie
ss,.Irs. sspr-bans . said Mr.. Dallas, hopefully,
sa.s'II never inonire about her at all.
ssDonst YOU believe It, SAID beli' WIZ
EsII was right. The very first even,
;ry fhat Mr.. Ballard called, he inquired
NJ Mis- RAYMOND. Medora dropped her
long lashes. 4,ro ",
stRosabel had q cold, reserved nature,
sbe aid aShe never seemed 20 become
fond of US. and she has gone away.
ss1sone where9' Mr.. Ballard was per-
sistent enough to ask. -
eShe said she would write ana ssno
,,s the address, said Medora, craving
~ her Imagination: "but she never ulu'
n anite went to dear mammals heatt'
/ XIamma regarded Rosa as a ioutth
ssnohter But Rosabel never was IN
clined "a reciprocate our atectlon. 80,
NJ Rallard glanced at Medora Win
=, aInression which she could not inter
pret, but it meant simply; s.;.. :.
aIf This girl is lying, she Is DONG ~
,orv artisfically. Appearances arc Ger
.s;Slv aoainst Rosabel Raymondi Dut AZ
a.n,,ld taI,e more than the testimony Oh
ane woman to make NEE beheVe her
either cold or ungrateful. - IA,
Thase reflections passed through ms
sr,;nd as he was politely accepting MISS
nsllasl. Invitation to accompany her 70
lTrs Whitworth Walkingham's raasleal
tea, the next day. .t.,..ie.
ta,,,x Mrs Whitworth Walkingham Is a
rsnius and there will be sure to be good
" There II, was good music there, and also
5,I;n;o,,s tsoranpe Pekoe" in the unlesS
If Guns. each painted with sePaIasee
wild hower or bunch of grasses CAKE
;cas ~ and white grapes following the par
....i.s -, ard go1dolettds--and all went
vcgr,- U.arrv "a a marriage bell, until, in turn
.ne..! ,,Iaea > chair nearer the window
fns Miss Dallas. Mr.. Billiards. untortu'
na.a elbow Knocked one of the priceless
!, o,,,s otfthe carved shelf of the japanese
cabinet and broke it into three pieces -,
8NTrs Whitworth Walkingham will
) commit suicidel cried Medora, claspine
! her hands with simulated terror.
II swear YOU eternal secrecy salo
. Mr ballard, laughingly, as he wrappee
{ the precious pieces in his pocket nano
! Lerchief and disposed them safely IN M
! nocket. eff there isa store IN New YORK
Brooklyn or Jersy City where this preel
! aus TOW can be matched, it shall not D'
4 left unsearched. ~
] For every one, Mr.. Ballard included
i knew that Mrs. Whitworth Walklnghan
was almost a monomRniac on ths sGoJS0
: of ber china; and he was really NOR
i deeply chagrined than he appeared .
be. 49,, Dol
n las -.
O IN his despair, Hugh Ballard went :
3 old Mrs. Megarreau, who was eSact
e like everybody's fairy godmother; =,
! ssNhat am I to dor said he blankly
uDoT' said Mrs. Megarreau, noddin
d the diamond butterflies on her car
4 ssWhv. 90 to the china painting an
: decorating rooms, of course, IN tan
merslv square. Take your sample, an
,r they'il duplicate it for you In tWent.
Q, four hours. Say that Mrs. MeGarre'
d sent you.
a Mr.. Ballard devoutly thanked
It lady. and obeyed without los
Re 1T was huge, airy room
It windows all glorified win
and a soft stream heat
,r rigor of the February al
le dozen young women We
i large table. Mrs. Baker,
i, dent, who satat her desI
ig Of Mrs. Whitworth Wal
e. ed cup and looked ca
w. -, -,,ss-asss1sss-az N H. azcad ON one sic7s.
As awe have that shape in our wares
ce said she, "and ! am quite sure We q
IN reproduce the design-blue iris buds az
er marsh grasses. Miss Raymond's deslgl
it are some of them even more exqaisi
re- than this. Rosabel, my dear, come her
ld And Rosabel Raymond, pale and pre-
tv ais ever, came unconsciOusly torwal
in IL her brown linen painting dress with