The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-03-10

noC III Tie 1hshlOn OF to-day, no glfl with
good sense would refuse to wear either
to the lawn party at the rectory to which
Viva and Retta are invited.
"YouIl see who is right, Jack or his
old grandmother.
She nodded her head sagely, and Jack
laughed, his face flushing warmly. &
"Ill stake my life on Viva.
'Ill go further.
"I'll concede all you had said, in case
I am not right, he declared positively.
"Wcll, we'll sce," grandma Wclling-
ton said wisely.
SONY think OF it!
"Was there ever such luck, mamma
-Retta?
"Actually dress apiece for us from
pGpa's people.
"Isn't it superb3
'And in time for the lawn party,
too"
Viva Morris certainly was sweet and
pretty enough to have won Jack Well
| ingtons heart.
She was petite, with lovely dark eyes,
and luxurious brown hair, and q rare
pale complexion, like roseleaf, with
no hint Of color on its pure pallor, and
little passionate mouth, as red and
| luscious as ripe Strawberries.
Mrs. Morris. in the easiest chajr the
little cottage afforded, laid her novel
down and looked ut Viva interestedIy.
"a new dress apiece?"
Retta Storms, tall, aris istocratic- looking
arranging her fair, massive braids more
to her notion before tho sitting-room
glass, turned languidly around.
ln ~ ,n1y ,1l,
all express parcel, Viva.
Undo it, and we will see the con-
tents"
Viva hastily Drought the scissors and
shipped the thick string, while Retta
read the letter accompanying it aloud.
My dear great grandnieces," it said,
81 take the liberty and pleasure of send
| ing you each Dress for the reciory lawn
party, hoping yov will be pleased with
them and wear them"
1t was signed in full:
"Mary Augusta Wellington"
Just rs Viva reached tho inner tissue
paper Retta said enthusiastically:
ooh, do hope mines summer silk
-changeablo blue and goldl'
eff mine only is delicious greyl"
Viva said.
And then the inner paper was remoy-
ed, and Mrs Norris gave a shrek of
horror that would have done Justice to
the occasion it the parcel had contained
human bones.
Her old WORKOUT dressesl" she
gasped hystercally.
''Second.hand, horrid old things that
a begGar wouldn't wearl" Retta cried, in
vexation.
While Viva, keen disappointment on
her pretty face, lifted mp the quaint
garments, so full and yolulninous, and
shook them out.
''They are old-fashioncd as the hills,
| but they're pretty, anyhow" she said,
the dismay iii her voice almost conceal
| ed by her brave determination to make
the best Of it.
"ReallY, If there was to be masquer-
ade, this funny plaid silk wouldn't be
| 80 bad. remarked Retta.
but there is to bo no masquerade;
and old Mrs. Wellington needn't think
I'd make a guy Of myself by wearing
the cast-off clothes.
"I'd rather do up your suits all the
week, at the dollar apiece you pay me,
than be disgraced by such toilet rs
that would makel"
Retta was bitterly indignant, and Mrs.
Morris scarcely less so.
'It's old grandmother wellington
over again." she said, with what she
supposed was tiue contempt.
Rich and stlngyl
81 wouldn't marry into that family
| again--no, not for all they're worth.
"And you'll be sorry for it, some day.
when Jack develops the family mean.
ness"
"I'il risk all Juck's meanness" said
Viva coolly; "and in the meantime I
think I see very pretty dress for my
self in this lovely pink and silver. thread
ed barege. .,.,
'Its SO awfully old-fashioned, 1 shall
make believe it's new---just out.
'I'll rip it up and make it over, and
put some pink satin bows upon it, and
trim my rustic straw gypsy with wreath
OF wild brier to match in color"
Retta elevated her nose haughtily.
"And be m old-fashioned looking
thing, after i'll.
"Mrs. Judge Mivart and old Miss
Spencer are sure to be at the lawn party,
and they'll recognise the dress, for the
old lady Wellington and they we're girls
together.
"Fancy Algernon Mivart hearing his
grandmother sny was in one Of her
oast.off dresses.
.-"l'll sell the horrid old thing to tho
second. hand woman, and buy enough lace
bunting for new polonaise.
| Viva held her little dusky head on one
side, like reflective bird, and scanned
the Objectionable silk.
II wouldn't if vera you, Retta.
"Let me fix it up for you, when l do
mine.
IA little Of the lovely lace on nam.
mas black silk, and new blue sash
! -----o
Don't talk such nonsensel
II tell you wouldn't have AL Mivart
know 1t for all the world"
Now would she be persuaded.
The very same day she sont for the
only "only clothes" woman in tho place,
and drove the sharpest bargain possible,
receiving enough to buy cheap SNOWY
cream lace bunting, while Viva set to
work, ripping and spOnQin0 and press.