The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-09-25

We saw Irene stumble into bel
mothers arms.
%, nv child /! my child the
mother cried, when the other girl had
disappeared; "why will you not curb
that unruly tongue of yours Why
should you speak to- Lizzie in tina,
manner? Since when have you come
to call her Miss Palmer ? Irene, as
sure as you live, evil, and only evil,
can come of such tongue. You
know that Lizzie would not willingly
cross your path in any way.
"Mamma, wish you wouldn't preach
l shall talk to Lizzie Palmer just as
she deserves. Why did she stick her
self into Charles Aliens way last
evening
"Irene. pleaded the mother, with
all the persuasion she could command.
II would not uphold Lizzie in any
wrong and you know it. When she
came into the hall last evening had
no idea that she was to meet Charles
Allen there. In fact. / do not think
she knew he was i'm the house.
ooh! you needn't tell me that You
don't know how much duplicity the
little mink can carry beneath that
pink-and-whire complexion of hers.
Mamma, don't you want me to marry
with Charley Allen
NV dear child. the mother replied
with extraordinary energy, that event
is the dearest wish of my life. When
L can see you the willing wife OF
Charles Allen shall be content. So
far as your earthly interests are con-
cerned. do not think of his wealth
of gold and silver though it is far,
beyond the wealth of your father---so
much as / do of his wealth of mind,
of character. his standing in society,
and his good name wherever be is
known. My daughter, l cannot tell
you how anxious lam that you should
be his wife but---and here Mrs. Min
turn laid finger upon her daughters
lips. with significant shake of the
head, as she proceeded Irene, should
Charles Allen once hear that tongue
of yours as heard it but a few mo-
men:s since, he would turn from you
in fear and trembling.
At this the girl Iaughed--noisy,
grating laugh--and with a snap Of her
fingers, she ~aitzed away, singing:
I'll no. marry you my pretty maid.
Nobody asked you to, sir, she said.
While her mother with another
sad and dispirited shake OF the head,
went her way.
My dear young lady, what is the
matter I? Have you met with an ac-
cident ? Can assist you i'm any way ?
Lizzie Palmer was sitting in the
small. vine-clad arbor in the garden.
weeping bitterly, when these words
fell upon her ear and on looking up
she beheld--Charles Allen.
No, no, she answered, as soon as
as she could sufficiently control
Der emotions. have met with no
accident. l am very foolish,--I was
Observation-Disclosures o! for
get it, sir. There I will weep no
more.
Instead of going away, however,
the young man sat down by her side.
No wonder was it that Irene Minturn
wanted him for her husband ; and We
cannot wonder that her mother had
praised him for he was, truly, all
that the most fastidious maiden could
have desired in partner for life. He
was fve-sud-twenty years of age, tall
and symmetrical of form, with dark
gray eyes. brilliant and expressive,
and a face of the very highest type
of manly beauty. His father, dying,
had left him not only in possession Of
large fortune. but Of a large and
lourishipg business az well--a bust
ness which was prospecting more and
more under his card and supervision.
He was known to be the very soul of
honor, and honorable men loved to
deal with MIN.
Pardon me, Miss Palmer, for the
liberty 1 have taken but l saw you
as you came into the garden, and
having an earnest desire to as few
questions ] seized the opportunity.
Am pardoned
She looked up into his frank, manly
face. and the smile she there met
called an answering smile from her.
self, a smile that wreathed her ruby
lips and danced brightly in her azure
eyes. The smile was pardon enough,
and he went ON 4:
/ wanted to ask you if you were
ever with your father spending time
"a few weeks, perhaps-at the old
Fabyan House, near the foot Of
Mount WASHINGTON