Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-12-13

friends gathered round Us, symps,hizsd
coupseled. scrsped together more wrecksge,
put Us in the way of beginning life aneW.
Anessy matter for me at ninersen, young,
strong aud enterprising: but for mother al
nine-snd.forty-my gentle, semiinvalid,
delicately nurtured mo'her, whose path
ihrough life bad been on velvet, to whom
the roughDess aud coarseness of poor living
were as greVious evils, almost sins, who
had never seen the inside tf an omnibus
brushed her own hair. or looked after Der
Own luggage in her life Our new begin
niog was as possible as for an exotic taken
from its hot house and given fresh start
in fife in q hs5garoE. Small marvel
hat il shrivels and dies "Womens hearte
don't break for want Of balance at their
bankers" Aunt Hesba answer, me some
what hsrshly, when / hiu'ed my misgiviuRs
Sha was my motherss step-sister, wealthy,
ch,ldless ssd married to q soapboiler. She
vas very kind to Us. allowed Us e. week
out Of her oEn privy purse, and locked
out decent lodgings for as In Camden
town.
/ do MT care to look back on those days
much. Heroi2es in novels manage. when
ruin ovsrrakes them, to turn out clever
cooks of daintY dishes, 10 make their simple
ORE sses it as no Partisan modiste hsd ever
done, and with artistic iogers and 40 ex'
peudirurs to convert raw6ry lojging. house
parlors into graceful boudoirs, keeping 81
the time their society bloom fresh on them
and losing no grace or chsrE in' the
process. I couldn't After weary sppreD'
rieeship / did turn out 3 fair cook, a good
substitute for my mothers maid, and
clever administrator of our small finances
but l had to give body aud mind to the
work. My hands were rad aud my tore
auger needIe,roughened. kept our homs
fresh and pretty, and had satisfactory
oslsnce-sSsss to present to Aunt Hesoa
every Saturday, when she used to drive
over with q hamper Of fruit and flower:
and lecture on domestic economy; but
grew anxious and csreworniu the learning
Orher visitors besides Aunt Hesba found
their way to Camden town, and many kind
Invitations were pressed on rs; but my
mother nervously shrsnk from q return "a
the old life, and / felt relieved when one
ny one scquaintsuces ellawsy. The gull
between Us was 20 great and go impa ssaOle.
One day, after enduring meeting and
recognition by Two pretty girls on horse
pack my Acknowledgements at Conpie' :
wedding, I caught sight of my faded, dowdJ
self in q shop.window, and remembered
with start that il wss my twentieth birth
day, and that only year Icy between M
and the days when life was gay, when
danced and rode, ard wore pretty dresses
and accepted the attentions Of admirers
ORly q yssr. and it all so far away
Minnie. have p'au for you-s birth
DAY treat" Aunt Hesos said ultra gracious
u when I arrived at home, "What shoulc
,oa say 10 fortnight at the seasideY
A year ago l s0ould have danced and
danced aud clspped my hs2ds. Nov
looked doub'fa!iy at mother, while sun'
went on: I'VE have taken houss on tn
LeA- at Folksstone for TWO monIhs Your
uncle Peter cannot get away TIL SATURDAY.
fortnight; so If YOU like to have it mean
While, you NAV" Mother looked pleased,
I thought, so let nv self be glad. Then
followed busy fur DAYS Gowus, relics
of last year, too grotesquely iGcongruous
With our present surroundings 10 wear nov.
night f,ly bs produced there, The sigh'
ofpretty thiDgsseened 10 brighten mother s
eyas again. KIDD Uncle Peter squeezed q
bank noe into uy hand one day, saying
rnere, m;2d you eTjny yourselves, auo
[ recklsssly resolved that toe one brighr
fortnight at Least household economies
,hould 90 to the Winds.
Fol5estouel Fresh, bree7v, srsctug aun'
shiny, frivolous! Down below. ripplit 2
sater, brown-ssiled fishing boats, white
hooded bathing machines, saDdsleRgsd
children, ses-sick arrivals Cp alot', Bath
chai.a pretty girls in fresh toilettss, an
,abls old gentlemen pOttering about with
telescopes officers fro ShOrnclfFs in tht
light suits Of bewilderipg similarity, and
bands crashing merrily in The sunshine
dow wa srj ,ysd it all! Ny mother newell
tired of watchdog The pretty ever.shittlnG
groups on tne Less, and actually iouAd al
old friend or two among them.
Who are thoss, NDnie?' she asked
eagerly one afternoon as I walked bssid,
ber bath chair; they seem TO kno@ us
Hardly. That is ths Deau Of Cbelteu
ham and Mrs Arden. and the handsome
old man ia Gen Lawrence Noel saw
their nsUes az the library" aosWered.
Bot am sure they looked as if they
recognized u.s." mother persisted 81
;hcugar I heard the lady say, That's Mrs
aelder, as l passed. Mrs. Arden is d
sweet pretty lhiog, rather over-dressed fol
deans wife. think
had cssuallg nouced he7, q childish lit
lie creature, vi b big yes and a curl
trings, who used to nestle up to the eide 81
rhe portly dean like Guls kitten, exc p
~hen shs was tripping sloug SURROUNDED
oy guard OF the i;ght.suited warrior
rom ShorncliEs. | did not suppose toe
interest TO be mutual. and was rather sur
prissd TO fud ;ae cards OF her party of three
AWAITING US on our return. ! Left nv
mother deep in speculation on al causes
possibly and impcssib!s, of the call, and
started re get her some t.esa books from
tie library.
Miss H-lder, an sure. Miss ErueC-
garde aeIdsr," said gay Iittl4 voice uD'
expSotedly, aud pretty Mrs Arden tIipped
up 20 me with ourstretched hands.
SO sorry no, to 6nd you ~ home. Lee
Gen. Noel -Miss Ermengarde
HsldsT."
Ny name sgsin! The nams that I had
not heard for years. Long age l though
it over fantastic, and nov in these latter
days of roll aud shsbbiuess it seemed so
ill6ting l had abolished It's use entirely
IN favor OF The homely Minnie.
The Livesays told as who you were and
where you were saying. sod l felt 1 musr
make trisuds With you bsfors so.mcrroE
evening" she vent on, pjlipg up The be,
The Livesays were kind 'olc
leighOors Shom vas glad to have found
here on mothers account, but why they
should have inspired these strangers with
iesire TO cultivate US ! could nos Conceive
To morrow. of course" bsaued the gen
raj "Sou'll keep a dance tor me, Miss
5eldeE. You can't have given away ali
Tet."
"a dancer Oh, the subscription ball
Bot I su not gOiDg," ! replied, puzzled in