The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-06-12

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what of thatl" exclaimed Mrs.
Audly. @Town is the place to pur-
chase new frooks, and it would but be
pastime for me to GO shopping for her. +"
II know" replied her sister. But 1
will have to see what Mr.. Brevoort
says; and surely you are not thinking
of drawing your visit to O close?"
Il do not know; it will be altogether
as Alvin decides. He may wish TO re-
turn any day."
II will speak TO Mr.. Brevoort this
evening, then, Augusta"
THAT is sensible woman" ejacu-
lated Mrs. Audly. "You can not wish
your modest and lovely Myrtle to
marry a common farmer"
Sarah Brevoort knew exactly what
was in her sisters mind, and she her
self would not object to an alliance for
her daughter with one SO seemingly in
fuential and rich as Alvin Audly.
But Farmer Brevoort was of differ
emit stamp, and had frequently ex-
pressed very unHattering opinion of
Alvin Audiy, which, however, Mrs.
Brevoort carefully kept to herself; and,
if the truth must be told, he had much
truer insight into the character of his
visitors than did his wife, although o
sister OF the wealthy Mrs. Audly.
Did you ever meet q person who, If
he became possessed of thing, believed
that article instantly doubled in value !?
Did you ever know O woman who, If she
had a 6-cent calico wash dress, would
always speak of it as her "navy-blue
suit?" If you ever did, then you have
witnessed one of the most innocent
traits of Augusta Audly's character.
And it never entered into the simple
head of Sarah Brevoort that there
might be an object hidden somewhere
under all this sweetness.
Myrtle and her mother had to plead
long time before Mr.. Brevoort would
give his consent to visit to the city
but, unfortunately, he did give it, and
Myrtle went to spend some months In
the city of Lockhart with her aunt.
Her aunt also had the privilege of
making any additions to Myrtle's ward
Brevoort was to foot the bills.
1t must be confessed Myrtle did not
find everything quite as she had fancied
it. Her annt's elegant house upon the
avenue turned into parlor and two
bedrooms in clearinghouse.
ave rented our house, you know,
dear; for when we went down to your
place we intended to stay the summer. !"
Mrs. Audly did not add that the reason
for her change of plan was owing to
Mr.. Brevoort's sharp eye, which she
feared would spy out and Illustrate her
designs ere they could be accomplished.
Myrtle, however, did not question her
aunt's sincerity, and entered with all
the zest of girlhood into the fiutter of
dressmaking which Mrs. Audly inaug-
urated.
Il believe 1 shall make your dresses
myself, she said. Il used to cut and
| fit when was girl"
Myrtle made no reply, and from thin
and glossy satins, and rusty cotton vel
vets, with the cheapest of cheap lace,
sprang dresses which Mrs. Audly de-
scribed on the bill to be sent to Mr..
Brevoort:
To one velvet dress trimmed with point
To one wine-colored satin and laces.... 10000
And so on throughout the lengthy bill
until the sum total would have horri-
fed unsophisticated Myrtle, had her
eye rested upon that document. But
it did not, and she simple soul thought
how kind it was of her aunt to get her
such high-named dresses so cheaply,
and to make them herself so that her
father might be spared the cost.
In the meanwhile Alvin pressed his
suit with vigor, and thinking that
Harley had left her forever she gave at
last reluctant consent, provided her
parents were willing
To be sure, she could not quite con-
vince herself that she loved Alvin, but
her aunt told her that was an ex-
ploded notion, and pictured to her in
brilliant colors the life she would lead
when she was mistress of the mansion
upon the avenue.
Frequent walks were made past this
brown stone palace. with Alvin by her
side, and at length, when her new frocks
were all completed, her aunt proposed
an immediate marriage.
Myrtle started back in dismay, say.
ing:
"Oh, no, Aunt Augusta; papa would
never forgive me-"
What child you are," laughed Mrs.
Audly. "Of course he would forgive
you, and it would be such romantic
surprise for them, you could take them
in on your wedding trip; how pleased
they would be-"
Myrtle had not thought of it in that
light, and her aunt continued her flow.
cry description until she gave q reluc-
tant consent, all the while thinking how
she would like to see her father, and
tell him of her happiness.
What an elegant bridal dress your
white tulle will make, and you must
have some orange blossoms for your
hair"
The white tulle was only the coarsest
of tarltan and the soiled orange bios
SONS came from an old bonnet of Mrs
Audly's. Nevertheless they were put on
the bill at IS? but what mattered it as
long as the happy bride knew nothing
of all that2
And so Farmer Brevoort's little sun
shine, as he so fondly called her, was
privately married one morning, and sci
of with q feeling of uneasiness upor
her bridal trip to her fathers house.
AS it happened, Mr.. Brevoort wa,
away when they arrived, but the mother