The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1883-04-11
MISCELLANY.
HER MONUMENT.

soon I'm sure l can't tell, )" said Miss LORE
quer, as she took the last spoonful of tea
rom her caddy and set the gas kettle upon
fixture between the windows. 1--WE been
fool. no doubt of that If / hadn't left
home with the idea that | was o genius,
uncle never would have married again-ht
told me so. And now can't go back, for
my aunt-in-law hates me, and l despise her.
| might have married Isaac Thaxter, but
was stuck up in those days, and thought
was going to be.a great sculptor-und l re-
fused him, and he married Esther Club
buck. And here | am five. and thirty, not q
dollar saved in the world, and with all my
New York wants my portrait busts or reliefs,
and l wish I'd learnt mantilla- making or the
millinery, or gone to teaching school while
remembered the multiplication table and the
rnles in Browns grammar. can't ever
take in Washing
At this instant the bell in the little passage
tinkled three times. Miss Lorrequer's apart
ment was on the third floor of French
fiat" and it became evident to the unhappy
lady that it was her duty to undertake those
mysterious manipulations which are sup
posed to make the doors of the palmer flat
houses fly open to the applicant. These
performed, she waited obviously, thinking
of small milk bill and comparatively
large bread bill, of the person alluded to by
the janitress as the 'gas gentleman a
furious person armed with long slips of blue
paper, who turned off her supply occasion.
ally and nothing occurring, finally peeped
over the balustrade. As often happened,
he door had only wiggled a little, and re-
fused to open.
Dear me it is out of order again; and
It would be just my lack if it was custo-
ner," said Miss Lorrequer, and descended
20 open the door herself
A gentleman stood without in the light of
the setting sun, and his mouth opened as
the door did, and he shot into the entry the
following word, in stentoran below:
Miss Liddy Lorrequer, stattymaker by
Trade; does she live here?"
Yes-I-Pm Miss Lorrequer; and I'm
a sculptor replied the lady, with a queer
feeling as though her heart were bobbing
about under her belt
eyes; that's it," said the gentleman.
''You sculp. I've tried to think what You
called it. And you don't remember me,
Liddyf"
1t isn't Mr.. Thaxter?" asked LYDIA re-
treating into the entry.
eyes, what's left of him." said the gen
tleman, with sigh. II suppose you've
heard of my affection ?'
81 haven't heard from Bean Hill for some
ime," said Lydia. Walk in, please, ano
up stairs. We live on the stairs in New
York. Mr.. Thaxter."
lawful place, New York !" painted Mr..
Thcxter, climbing up behind her. $50
many folks you can't see the houses. So
many houses you can't see the town. Had
rheumatics in my jints lately. Stairs tries
me"
Lydia wondered if this was the affection
he had spoken of but when Mr.. Thaxter
had taken his seat, she saw that the hat,
which he put between his feet, was encir-
lied by Grape and that his gloves were black.
He was in mourning.
Yes" he said, following her glance, al
see you notice it. I've been in black q spell
now. Mrs. Thaxter has been took All
here to-day and gone tomorrow. Yes,
Esther Ann is departed this life, and that is
what fetched me here I"
Such an announcement, made by once
,uitor to n spinster not past all hope, was
calculated to set her heart in commotion
again.
81 felt it flop like an egg when you first
go to beat it." said Miss Lydia, to herself,
afterward; but she grew calmer rs Mr..
Thaxter proceeded.
Her folks, you see, wouldn't like it If l
lidn't put up purity nice MONUMENT, and
so I'm going to do it in good style, and az
you was in the trade and feller-citizen,
why, l thought I'd give you the job. I'm
going to run for Office next year, and shill
declare my sentiments favorable to wimmin
suffrage, and I suppose you'll secure your
lncles vote for me-"
"Pll do all can," said Lydia
Nobody can't do more" said Mr.
Thaxter. "And as for expense, don't spare
&. What want is me in an attitude OF
despair beside the late Mrs. Thaxter's tomb.
stun"
81 shall be happy to-to-I mean shall
be pleased-at least"
II know" said Thaxter, helping her out
81 It's real difficult TO express yourself on
such occasions. If You should say you're
pleased, why, 1 might put wrong con-
'truction onto it, says you, and you've got to
say sutthin' polite. What you mean is, you'll
take the job"
YES" said Miss Lydia. an take the
order willingly"