Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1884-11-15

her mar anu tnrOned ner queen o1
love and beauty.
"Oh, Marisnw cried Alice, "this
is like living in fairy-land all the
while. l am so happy. But it
seems strange to be dancing in q
crowded room, with people all about
me, at time when I used to be fast
asleep and dreaming"
"My dear, that is only because you
are country girl"
"And-mind, Marian, l only ask
because l am 30 ignorant and foolish
ARE you sure it is right for me to
dance those round dances with gen.
tleman's arm so tight round my
waist? l am afraid mama would
not like it."
"You little unsophisticated piece
of simplicity, don't everybody else do
so" laughed Mrs. Garfield.
eyes, but"
"Then of course it is right. Get
your hat and we will drive up to the
park this bright afternoon. My
goodness, child, what have you
brought down that hideous worsted
scarf for ?"
"Mamma knit it; it Is to tie over
my ears on a cold day like this" said
Alice, coloring scarlet.
Mrs. Garfield burst out laughing.
"a pretty figure you would cut on
Fifth avenue with your head tied up
like newsboyw she exclaimed. "No,
my Alice, your dimpled little profile
is too pretty to be obscured by any
such monstrosities."
"But l shall take cold"
"Nonsense. child. nobody thinks
of wearing such thing"
And Alice yielded to Mrs. Gar
fields superior experience.
She went to q soiree that same
night, with pearly shoulders bare,
save for web-like covering of white
tulle, and beautiful feet encased in
rose-colored silk stockings and dainty
slippers with gilt heels and rosettes Of
lace, careless of the wintry storm that
howled without.
"It is only running across the pave
ment and you are safe in the car
riage," said Mrs. Garfield. "Nobody
thinks of wearing rubbers and thick
stockings"
Alice was little hoarse the next
day, but Mrs. Garfield took her to an
opera matinee all the same.
Everybody will be there to hear
Parepa for the last time, and Mr..
Delaney will be dreadfully disap-
pointed if you stay away. l do be-
lieve he is in love with you, Alice.
There, don't blush so, pet. There is
nothing to be ashamed Of i'll the fact
that you have captivated the best
match of the season."
Mrs. Garfield came back from the
matinee in high spirits.
"Now you may have little nap
before dinner, Alice. l will send you
a cup of tea to your room directly for
l want you to be fresh for this even
ing"
"Oh! Marian, l am so tired!'
"But you must not disappoint Mrs.
Carey. l have promised that you
should be there. Mr.. Delaney is to
call for us at g."
Il say, my DEAR" SAID honest Mr..
Garfield when Alice had gone. ''She
is losing all of her rustic roses"
"Oh, she will get used to it," said
Marian complacently. "And she is
so much admired"
Night after night Alice Cleye's
lovely face, set off with expensive
dress and crowned with the sweetest
flowers that grew, rose like a star on
the horizon Of fashionable assemblies
night after night Mrs Garfield e1ult-
ed in her young sisters success.
"Let me stay at home tonight,
Marian," she. pleaded. 81 am so
weary, and long so to Sleep"
"My dear. what an idea, and Lent
close at hand. Yon can rest then"
So Alice went, in pearl-colored silk
with floating trails of clematis in her
golden hair, and pink spots on her
cheeks, and Mrs. Garfield told her,
with proud kiss, that "she never
looked so pretty in her life."
Alice smiled. 81 don't think !
care so much for such things as l
did," she said, gravely. 81 feel
nowadays as if wanted to see
L