Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1883-05-25

Make bread"
Dick laughed.
oh, that accomplishment won't |
pass muster in fashionable society.
Can You paint2"
Her sobs ceased.
YES"
What have you painted flowers.
portraits, landscapes
"Oh. no. Fences - the fence
around the orchard at home"
Dick sighed.
Art needlework he questioned,
persevcringly.
Il don't know" obviously. Il put
a patch on Rob's coat SO we'll that he
couldn't tell where the tear had been"
But Dicks dark eyes did not meet
her triumphant glance.
DO you play" he queried, still I'M
daunted.
But she shook her head.
Il hadn't time to practice. Some
one always plays my accompani-
ments7
Then you sing?'
"Oh. yes, I sing of course
"Wella"
"Papa thinks so. Will that do for
culture?'
She was comforted already, as Dick
alone had power to comfort her
Il guess so. Put on your hat and
come over to Dora Greenwood's. She'll
play your accomplishments and you'll
sing for us. Then We'll see if it may
be possible that you shall go to Mad
anne Delorme's reception on your own
merit after ALL
And as they went off together,
Willie Lifted her lovely. tear flushed
face
Il don't care bit about going now,
Dick. Only"-and here she bristled
up in true feminine spirit of retalia
tion-''only want to spite Ariadne."
The next day was Thursday. Mad
anne Delorme was always at home on
Thursdays. So that night Dick Dial
rymple sauntered into her parlors, as
handsome a young fellow as any of
the gay group assembled within her
artistic walls. And just now there
was a good deal of quiet mischief
lurking around his mouth and twink
ling in his eyes.
"Young friend of mine. You just
should hear her, madame! he MUIR
INJURED, as he hung above her chair.
'Some musical edncation-a wonder
full voice-a second Patti, if she full
fills the promise of to day. A card
for her to your reception? Well, l
will take it; but she is SO occupied
with her musical studies. Well, if
you insistw
The night of the reception came at
last.
Dick was minus diamond stud, a
shelf of books and silver plated gun.
But folded away in the bottom of
Willie's trunk was the loveliest dress
that ever bewitched a girls bright
eyes.
The Misses Dalrymple arrayed
themselves and departed early.
Dick had shockingly violent head
ache, and could not attend. Deceit
full Dick! No sooner had the sound of
carriage-wheels died away than he
bounded from the sofa in the dining
room TO the foot of the great hall
stairs.
'Cinderella!' he shouted.
Coming, Dickv'
And from above Willie fioated
down. But was it Willie? That
blushing, sparkling, smiling young
lady, in dress like pale pink cloud,
with cluster of delicate roses at her
belt, with tiny gloved hands and slen-
der, slippered feet.
"My starsr' exclaimed Dick.
Ariadne and Isadora were at sup
per when they arrived. When they
came back to the drawing room, Dick
was being besieged for introductions,
Willie was just beginning to sing.
And she did sing famously. Not
with the smooth polish of extreme
vocal training, but with voice full,
pure, flexible, absolutely true.
Madame Delorme's reception was
an unparalleled success, thanks, every
one said, to that wonderful little Miss
West. And little Miss West all at
once found herself, though afterward
she could hardly remember how, on
the topmost wave of social recogni-
ton.
Home at last Ariadne and Isadora
sat and looked at each other in
blankest wonder.
Did you ever?' propounded
Ariadne.
mo, I neverv' gasped Isadora.
A few weeks later, Willie went
home. Dick stood below her on the
platform of the depot and she leaned
out of the carriage window to speak
to him
Thank you for my good time,
Dickw
81 must be repaid. Say, Dick.
come out for me in May. and I'll
come back with you for goodr'
dick"
$50 on: there's the whistler
Dick"
"Quick, sweetheart"
"Give me that satchel. You're
crushing the cocoanut-pie"
"Oh, cruel love! the train is NOV
ing"
"Am I cultured enough?"
"Confound culture! Willie"
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