The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-11-07
A SCRAP OF PAPER.

by the by, have not yet asked your
namep'
'Millicent Bell, ma am"
''Millicent! All, that is my name.
Well, to prevent mistakes, l shall call
you Bell. OF course, you don't mindp"
.'Oh, no; ma ami
''And Lady Lullenworth says you can
dress hair well, and that you under
stand your duties thoroughly as lady's
maid?''
Yes, ma'am."
Then, Bell, l shall want you to come
to me on Monday, for on Thursday, as
think told you, we shall leave town
for Yorkshire, and in those few days
You will be able to get into my ways.
So good morning. l shall expect you
on Monday"
Mrs. Remington, having thus con-
cluded the, to her, new task of engag-
ing lady's maid, leant back in her
chair with the feeling of having got
through her business satisfactorily.
"Such nice looking young woman,
and so respectful in her manner; l do
nope Charlie will like herr for Mile
Remington was in that first-very first
stage of married life when all her
ideas circled round and centered on the
said Charlie.
Theirs had been q real love match.
Captain Remington having met Miss
Duncombe at the house of mutual
friend, in that most hospitable of coun-
ties, Yorkshire, straightway lost his
heart and his reputation of being the
most adamant of captains; and, despite
some opposition on the part of Dun
combe pere, who, as is the way of faith
ers generally, considered his daughter
a mere child, who couldn't possibly
know her own mind. Millicent Dun
combe was "wooed and married and
a " all within two months of her meet
ing with Charlie Remington, and in
stalled in a charming little house at
Mayfair, the gallant S00th being quar-
tered at Knightsbridgs. Captain Rem
ington had just got his leave, and they
were going down to Duncombe for their
first visit since their marriage, in all the
glory of heaps. of new luggage, gun
cases, horse box, lady's maid, and the
Captains own man.
''Oh, oh, oh! how dreadfully provok-
ing!' cried Mrs. Remington the Tues
day morning following, as she read
through her letters, having supplied
her lord and master with coffee and all
things needful.
whats the matter, Mill any one
deadp'
mo; but those dreadful tailor people
say they can't let me have my travel
ing-dress tO-morrow-they can't get
the buttons in time;" and she glanced
round the coffee urn with face indica-
tive of the deepest despair.
Never mind, old girl! wear another
I'm sure you look lovely in anything"
in tone of perfect sincerity; ''or never
mind the buttons, get Others"
''Oh, but, Charlie, am so disap-
pointed, and you've really no idea what
dress it will be; and, as to the but
tons, oh, no, couldn't reconcile my
self to any other. Charlie, l wonder
''Wellg' said Charlie, getting up and
standing in a ch-of-all-I-survey
style, before the bright little fire, gaz-
ing admiringly at his pretty wife.
Charlie" with the most supplicat-
ing clasp of the hands. would it be
very inconvenient if we put-off our
journey till next day? 1t is such a
dress to travel in, so plain and quiet,
just what you said you liked when you
saw the Princess at Baden"
You unreasonable little piece of
vanity!" laughed her husband, pinch
ing her cheek; "the idea of changing all
your plans because dress isn't coming
up TO time!n
But, Charlie" nesting under his
arm, ''you do like to see your wife well
dressed, and you always say that it's
first impressions that are more than
half the battle"
Il declare / shall call YOU Gree re-
divia.' And am to countermand the
horse-box and reese we'd carriage, SO that
sNlrs. Remington may make a startling
impression on old Potts. the station
master at Duncombe, and his noble le
gion of porters. Well, well, and this
comes of being married to a -
Don't say Gree again, Charlie;
she wasn't very nice. and had some
thing to owith pigs said Mile, coax
ingly. 'Thcn I'll tell Bell we can't 90
till Friday"
Captain Remington was deeply en-
gagged putting the final polish on a new
gun which had just com home, and
with which he intended doing great ex-
ecuticn in the Duncombc preserves. A
knock at the door of his den.
Come in" he said, and, going to
open it, his wife's maid stood there.
Please, sir, misses says would you
please write these luggage labelspn