The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-05-24

'.Six-button,' she said to herself
land the newest shade of myrtle
green. I can't lose it!!''
So, unwillingly enough, she went
back.
Mrs. Hyde was not there. She
had dragged herself from the calico
covered lounge into q neighbor's
room at the summons Of a terrified
young mother whose child was in q
fit-but the myrtle,green glove lay
close to the chair which Imogen
had so recently occupied. She
caught it up, rather relieved not to
have to face the dignifed young
widow where the velvet smoking
cap hung.
When Mrs. Hyde returned in
about fifteen minutes, the nail was
empty. The pretty wreath of mi
mosas was gone.
Il hope you will like it" said
Imogen, with her pretty head
dropping, her eyes cast down. at
is all my own work; I designed it
it myself"
1T is beautiful" said the young
clergyman, as he looked at the
violet velvet cap. with its circlet Of
rare Eastern embroidery, its binding
of gold cord and golden tassels.
''But-'
lie stopped abruptly. Were had
he seen one exactly like it before?
Everyone knows how impossible
it is to locate these provoking Will
o'-the wisps Of the brain. And Mr.,
Glare left off trying for the pre-
sent.
1T was very kind of you to think
Of me-" said Mr.. Clare. "Bless me
two o'clock already. And have
an engagement at quarter past"
And he bade Miss Imogep Lee
goodbye, and went off with the
little rose-perfumed paper-box in
his hand.
"Really," said Imogen with a
pout, Il think he might have dis
played a little more enthusiasm.
And after all the trouble / had
tool"
Mrs: Hyde was sitting in his lit
tie reception parlor when the young
man entered it-Mrs. Hyde, pale,
slight and looking unusually in
teresting in her deep mourning
dress.
Il have come to thank you for
all your kindness, Mr.. Clare" said
she, 'and to tell you that 1 have
now opened little school in Court
street, by the aid of which 1 hope
to support myself in the future" :
Mr.. Glare Locked kindly down
upon the sweet white face.
.But are you sure that you are
well enough?" said she.
Il cannot endure always to be de-
pendent said Mrs. Hyde, BLUSH
ing: ':And-but ohs Mr.. Glare,
pardon my seeming abruptness,
but where did you get that velvet
cap?"
For in his absent pre-occupation
Mr.. Glare had taken the velvet
mimosa cap out of the rose scented
box and hung it on one Of the ant
lers Of the deer's head over his
mantel.
ut was q present from one Of
my parishieners.' said he-"Miss
Imogen Lee"
Mrs. Hyde bit her lip. "Do you
know where she got it?"
"She embroideredit herself" said
the unconscious Mr.. Clare.
"Pardon me- said Mrs. Hyde,
thoroughly aroused and indignant
by this time; and she told Mr..
Clare the true history of the wreath
of mimosas.
"Then it was in your room that I
saw it," said the Fecter with long
breath. i'But who would have be-
lieved that Imogen Lee would be
guilty Of a crime like this?'
He went to the young lady and
talked gravely to her that after
noon, Imogen had never been so
impressed in her life,-and yet she
knew that her chance for the young
clergyman's affection was over,
He could have forgiven any fault
but deceit;
i suppose he will marry Mrs.
Hyde now," thought Miss Lee Bit
terly. "Widows seem to carry a
peculiar spell with them?''
Imegen was right. He did mar
~ Mrs. HYDE, finally. But Imogen