The Penn's Grove record., 1884-02-02

Mary might make = fine looking wo-
a but now she vas rather too angu-
az. And Mary was a sad romp; conse-
quently, as her handsome sister Cecil
said, looking more like an Indian
than anything else.
Mary was |undeniably brown; but her
eyes were magnificent with their shift
ng hazel lights. and thick black lashes,
and even Cecil envied the child her
wealth Of dark hair, long and glossy,
which Mary usually WOKE in one braid
down her back, as the easiest possible
ashton of getting it out Of the way.
Cecil was entertaining her fathers
guest, Mr.. Leslie Granville, in the cool,
pleasant parlor
And Cecil was c~omplacently conscious
Of her own lovely white skin and soft
black eyes, and queenIy figure, and was
quite certain that Mr.. Granville would
not fail to appreciate her.
She was doing her best to win his
favor, for he was BY. no means to be de-
sPised.
In the first place he was Weather
even than Judge CLaremont, who owned
the finest estate in the county.
And then lie was handsome, accom-
pI.shed, and had been such a traveller.
He had hunted lions in Africa, and
elephants in Asia.
He had firted with dark-eyed Spanish
beauties, and aoated about Venice in a
gondola-
He had shiyeTed in Siberia, and per-
spired in the tropics, and goodness
knows where he had not been.
The Judge was an old friend of Les
lies father, and thoroughly loved and
respected the young man.
Poor Mary Lad been in disgrace ever
since the coming of this paragon.
In vain Cecil Iectured, and Mrs
Claremout mildly e~xpostulated; in yair
Mary made desperate resolves to b.
quiet and ~ladgike.
Twenty-four hours could not pass owe.
her head without the household being
electrified by some Of the girls esca
padas or bluuders.
Ard worst Of all, Mary rTg
heart that this elegant gentleman wa
laughing at Ler, for an awkward, child
ish hoyden.
For all she asserted stoutly to hersel
that she did not care, she did care very
much indeed, and wished, oh, so ar
IDENTIFY. that she could keep her Skin
white and soft like Cecil's, and tina
she could sweep into a room in thu
stately, graceful fashion of the ladie
who called on her mother and sister, anC
attended their dinners and receptions
She admired Mr.. Granville very much
and likened him to all the brave anC
gallant heroes of whom she had eve
read, and thought how proud and happ.
must be the woman he would choost
from all others for his wife.
She sauntered on down the broad
country road, past the scattering houses
until the generous pastures on eithe.
side tempted her with their Glove.
blooms and ox,eyed daisies.
Some of her fathers property la!
along here.
In one broad field was Mary's LITTLE
pony, Dick, prancing about in the sun
shine, while a beautiful red heifer with
taperiug horns stood looking at hin
graYely.
Now this heifer, Daisy, wa Judge
Claremont's especial pride.
He was noted as an owner Of fancy
stock, and had raised this animal on hi
place.
Mary dropped the bars, entered the
pasture, and whlstled to Dick, but thu
rogue tossed his head, and throwing out
his hoofs, galloped away to the further
corner Of the enclosure.
Mary laughed as she gazed after him
The fragrant summer breeze blew
into her face, woUing her to a frolic.
Wouldn't it be fun to ride Daisy?'
she said to herself.
No sooner had the thought passed
through her mind than she proceeded L
put it into action, without a thought o.
the consequences.
With a handful of fragrant clover
she coaxed Daisy to the stone wall, ant
In another moment she mounted thereon
and sprang lightly on the creatures
back, grasplng her curving horns Il
steady herself.
Daisy, frightened and angered Jumped
and backed, and twisted her head il
frantic efforts to relieve herself Of hel
unexpected burden.
In vain.
Mary "a the best rider in the county
and she kept firmly to her seat on thi:
novel steed, her head uncovered, hel
cheeks flushed, and her eyes dancing
with fun and determination.
OF a sudden Daisy started straight
across the field.
Oh Mary, Mary, you forgot to put W
the bars when you came in!
And Daisy dashed out into the road
and took her way homewards, executing
marvellous eapers that would have con
yulsed a spectator, while Mary's face
was red with modification and distress.
now that she realized how her wild
prank wa ending.
Leslie Granville finished his chat
with Cecil in the parlor, and had beef
strolling about the place with Judge
Claremont.
The two gentlemen finally paused in
the great doorway Of the cattle-barn.
and were animatedly discussing the
relative merits Of grain, when up the
lane came the Judges pet heifer with
the Judges youngest daughter on heI
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