The Brookhaven leader., 1883-08-02

you learn that I am fond of music, anc
that never saw real opera in my life
you will not be surprised to hear that
can scarcely keep from dancing will
glee, as well as singing
! "Iour parents do not approve of that
kind of amusement, suppoSc?'
"Oh, that was not the trouble. We
live in the country, and my father coulC
not afford to take his six daughters to s
city merely for pleasure trip. You
have no idea how glad | was to get my
aunt's invitation to come TO Chicago
and how much | enjoy myself when
80 downtown. 1t is stale to city peo-
Pile, suppose. but like to watch the
crowds, to study the different faces, and
to notice the various expressions. Why
/ even the noses are n study she con
/ tinued. laughing. did YOU ever look
about YOU in n Street-car and notice the
variety of noses? The insignificant
little nose, the sharp prying nose.
the sly hooked nose, and. as
Dickens says, the composite or mixed
nose But YOU must not stay here or
shall never get my work done in time to
dress for the opera.
She appeared at the dinner-tahle in
| her best dress, black silk with knots of
| scarlet ribbon ut her throat and waist.
/ Her black hair was wound in heavy
| braidS about her head in most becom-
! ing style. and a rich color dyed her
cheeks. Never had she looked so pretty,
and Arthur Fay realized for the first
time that he would like TO WOO and win
his landlady's niece. But thoughts of
love and marriage were not for him,
and he must put them aside. AS soon
as dinner was over Mr.. Fay went out
for a moody stroll and smoke. When
he returned Flo was playing an accom-
paniment while Mr.. Stowe sang. The
latter was doubtless to be her escort
to the opera. Probably this was the
cause of her excessive happiness that
afternoon. Mr.. Fay resolved to seek his
room and forget his unpleasant thoughts
in hard study. Mr.. Hall stood at the
foot of the stairs with an opera-glass
under his arm while he strove to draw
overhis fat hands pair of pale lavender
kid gloves.
What an insufferable puppy Stowe
is said Mr.. Hall, in confidential
growl. "He knows that Miss Flo is
going to the opera with me, but he
keeps her there playing in order to
show off that wretched voice of his.
Why, he howlcd for a mortal hour last
night and kept her pounding away for
him all the while. Confound these
gloves! Why don't they make em fit
the human hand and not in the shape
of a birds claw? Here comes Miss
Carson; perhaps she can button 'em for
me
That lady smiled obligingly and made
several Intellectual efforts to make the
glove meet across about two inches of
Mr.. Halls swollen palm.
Il am very much afraid the gloves
are too small" observed Mr.. Fay,
coolly.
They are not snapped Mr.. Hall.
care they. Miss Carson?"
'Oh, dear, no, not all" said Miss
Carson, family, as she tried to make
the obstinate button meet the still more
obstinate button-hole.
"Well, then the hand is too large for
the glove; something is evidently the
NATTER said Mr.. wilkins, who had
appeared on the scene few moments
b fore.
"Why, how strange | never thought
of it, exclaimed the landlady, drawing
from her pocket bunch of keys, at
tached to which was a small button
hook.
Trust a woman for helping a fellow
OUT sad Mr. Hall. Miss Carson
smiled and rcdoubled her efforts
"Ah, | have sighed for restn' sang
Nj atlnr
Mr.. Hall gave vent to a prolonged
"o-h"' which sounded like a false note
in Mr.. Stowe song.
. You have dragged my whole palm
through that button-hole, l think
Here, let me try it." He gave the
glove a vigorous wrench and split it
across the back. Mr.. Hall said moth
ING. He probably thought he could
not do the subject Justice He made a
little ball of the gloves, opened the
door, and threw them with all his
strength into the street, after which he
went to his room for a fresh pair
Odd Hall is crazy about that girl
observed Mr.. Stowe TO Mr.. Fay that
evening.
- don't blame him, either She
looked stunning tonight. l shouldn't
mind taking her myself"
Perhaps Miss Sheldon would object
to being taken by you," returned Fay,
haughtily
1t was true that Mr.. Hal was in love-
Almost the first glance of Flo's eyes
had captivated him. Usually quite
careless in his dress, he now became
very particular. He threw away the
soft felt hat he had hitherto worn for
comfort, and bought a low-crown felt
with stiff brim turned up with satin.
As sack coats were worn short, he or
dered the shortest that could be made.
He wore light blue and crimson ties
and the latest style of collars and cuffs.
He could not see why Flo Sheldon
would refuse him. He had twenty
thousand dollars well invested and a
handsome house on Prairie avenue. He
was neither young nor good-looking,
but surely Flo was too sensible a girl to
care about the mere personal appear
ance of man of property, and,
better still, a man of intellect. He
was so sanguine that he even hint
ed to his tenant that he might want the
house on Prairie avenue himself by the
ist of May.
Auntie," said Flo, the day after the
opera, MIR. Hall is desperately in love. "
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