Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1884-10-16
A SCRAP OF PAPER.

by the bye, have not yet asked
your nameW
''Millicent Bell, ma'am"
"Millicent! An, that's my name.
Well, to prevent mistakes, shall call
you Bell. OF course you don't mlnd?"
"Oh no, ma am"
''And Lady Lullingworth says that
you can dress hair well, and that you
understand your duties thoroughly as
a lady's maid"
eyes, ma'an."
''Then, Bell, I shall want you to
come to me on Monday, 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; shall expect you Or
Monday"
Mrs. Remington, having thus con-
cluded the, to her, new task OF engag-
ing a lady's maid, leaned back ia her
chair with the feeling of having got
through with her business satisfactor-
lily. ''Such q nico-looking young
woman; and so respectful in her man
ner; do hope Charlie will like her"
for Mile Remington was Ia that first
very irst-stage of married life
when all her ideas circled round and
centered ON the said Charlie.
Theirs had been a real love match.
Capt. Remington having met Miss
Duncombe at the house of a mutual
friend in the most hospltable of coun-
ties, Yorkshire, straight way lost ms
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
fathers generally, considered his
daughter a mere child, who couldn't
possibly know her own mind, Mill
cent DuEcombe was "wooed and mar
ried and a" within to months of her
meeting with Charlie Remington, and
installed in charming little house IN
Mayfair, the gallant 800th being
quarterad at Knightsbridge. Capt.
Remington had just got his leave, and
they were going down to Duncombe
for their first visit since their mar
riage, gun-cases, horse box, lady S
maid. AND the captains own man.
ooh! Oh! how dreadfully provok-
tngI" 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.
''What's the matter, Mill-any one
dead?"
mo, but these dreadful tailor peo-
pie say they can't let me have my
travelling dress to-mOrrow-theyc can't
get the buttons on in time;" and she
glanced around the coffee urn with a
face indicative of the deepest des
pair.
Never mind, old grill wear anoth-
er; I'm sure you look lovely IN any
thing, " in tone of perfect sincerity,
'or never mind the buttons, get 9th
ers."
ooh! but, Charlie, I'm so disap
pointed, and you've really no idea
what dress it will be; and as to the
buttons, Oh, no, I couldn't reconcile
myself to any others. Charlie, won
der"
"WelI? said Charlie, getting Up..anc
standing IN monarch-of-al1-I-survey
style before the bright little fire, gaz
ing admiringly at his pretty wife.
Charlie, with the most supplicat
ing clasp of the hand. would it bt
convenient if we put off our journey
till next day? 1t is such a dress tc
travel IN, SO plain and quiet, just wha
you said when we saw the princess a
Baden
You uAconscionable little piece O
vastly y laughed her husband, pinch
ing her check: the idea of changing
all your plans because a dress ISM
coming up to timer"
But, Charlie, nesting up under
his arm, you do like to see YOU
wife well dressed, and you always say
that it's first impressions that are more
than half the battle"
Il declare I shall call you Gree
rediviva And | am to countermanl
the horse box and reserved carriage
SO that Mrs. Remington may make
a startling impression on old Potts
the stationmaster at Duncombe. anc
his noble legion of porters. Well
well this comes of being married t.
aEn
Don't say ''Circe' again, Charlie
she wasn't very nice, and had some
thing to do with pigs" said MllIie
coaxingly. ''Thea I'll tell Bell W.
can't 60 till Friday"
Capt. Remington was deeply engag
ed putting the final polish on new
gun which had just come home, ane
with which he intended doing grea
execution in the Duncombe preserves
A knock at the door of his den.