Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1885-01-29

She tossed her hat off and seized q
hairbrush- Away vanished all the crisp
dark little curls that rippled all over
her head, a straight parting. hattened
locks falling back ON either side, low
cred eyelids, a little perked-up mouth
that looked simplicity itself; the whole
expression of her face, almost her very
features, seemed to be changed Lady
Ellerton burst out laughing.
..My dear child, everybody says
rightly: that You. are the eleverest
amateur actress in London. Why. L
don't believe even James would recog-
nize your
..Sir James must be in the secret, or
course. but no one else: it will only be
for four DAYS. and then go on to the
Wigrams. You agree? All right, then
come.
And If don't make that young man
fall head over ears in love me in four
DAVIS said Miss Ingleby TO herself. as
she ran away down stairs, clenching
her little fist as she went, "then shall /
vote myself forever unworthy OF the
name of Wonlan.''
A week later Jack Dormer stood In
his sisters little blue and white bou-
COLT at FosboiOueH NOAih IL VIZ
County of Wessex. He had just ar
rived and the dressing-beli had rung,
rung. but still Jack fingered chatting
to his fayorite sister-leaning with his
back against the mantlepiece, to the
no small danger of the China menag-
erie of wild beasts which were ar
ranged thereupon.
& stAnd whom have you got staying In
the house. Ady?"
..Oh. not a very amusing party, l
fear; old Lord and Lady Sale. Mr.. and
Mrs. Halket. Mrs. Ritchie and her
daughter-rather a loud girl, you re-
member"
Yes shudderingly, .sher voice is
a ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS item of her
presence"
"A cousin of James, George An
drews, a clerk in the Board of Trade
and, let me see. who else-oh, only
little Miss Rose"
WHO is Miss Rose, pray?"
AN insignificant little person; q
daughter of an old governess of mine. :"
..Rose-Rose. l don't remember
the name"
No; it was before your time, you
were a baby then replied Lady FL
lerton, TRANQUILITY; for when a woman
has made up her mind to tell lies, she
is generally thorough mistress of the
art. She is Quakeress, she added,
calmly.
"a Quakeress; how amusing! Idon t
think ever met one in society before;
does she say thee and thou?"
.aOh, no; that is out of date now,
replied Adela, quoting her friends in
formation on the subject; ''but you are
not likely to speak to her, Jack. she
won't interest you, poor little thing.
And now really, my dear boy, we must
60 and dress for dinner; look at the
timer
by the way, ADV said the young
man, as he followed Lady Ellerton up
stairs, II hear an outrageous character
of that friend of yours, Miss Ingleby;
she is not here, l SUPPOSED"
''Oh, dear, no.
well, I'm glad of it, for I'm sure l
shouldn't have liked her.
You will see her next week at the
Migrants ball"
.sWell. shan't dance with her, that
is certain.
Won't you, nv friend,' muttered
between her lips young lady, who in
the gathering twilight stood above them
upon an upper fight of stairs. I'VE
will see about that.'
Jack Dormer took Mrs. Halket in to
dinner-she was rather pretty. but ex-
eessiyely dull; the lady on the other
side of him was Miss Richie, with a
loud voice-she on the contrary was
indeed. to please
him-and she was moreover singularly
plain. Jack, who was a perfect epicure
on the subject of women, felt in
tenseIy bored between the two. In the
intervals of eating his dinner and
keeping up desultory and forced con-
versation, his eyes wandered perpet-
ually across the table to where, exactly
opposite him. sat young lady in a
high gray silk dress. The dress was
the first thing that struck him about
her There was all around him great
exhibition of bare necks and shoulders,
and of fat arms displayed in all their
unlovely length. Jack, who was fresh
from long residence in the East.
where the charming mystery of yelled
womanhood had exercised a strange
fascination over his somewhat over
refined and sensitive mind. regarded
these customs of modern English life
with something akin TO disgust.
1T is remnant of barbarismr' said
Jack to himself, and then his eyes rest
ed once more with satisfaction upon
the young lady opposite to him.
Her dove-gray dress was softened at
the throat by folds of white tulle; her
sleeves were long, only displaying the
rounded whitenesS of her wrists and
arms up to the elbow. Then from look
ing at her dress he began to look at her
face. Her long eye-lashes were for the
the glances from her beautiful brown
eyes seemed TO him to be modest and
intelligent. He noticed that when she
low and gentle; how different she
seemed from all the other women. How
simple, how womanly. how good, was
the expression in her quiet face. Who
was she, he wondered, and then sud-
denly he recollected; of course this was
Miss Rose. the Quakeress
After dinner. when the gentlemen
Joined the ladies, he went straight up
to her and sat down beside her.
MY sister told me who Won were,
Miss Rose, so you must forgive me for
Introducing myself. May sit here and
talk to you?''
.'Oh. yes" Her eyes fell, and
bright color rose in her cheeks.
Il have been long time out of En-
gland. travelling in Eastern countries.
and You can't think how odd English
society seems to me, now have come
back to it
'-Yes!" still with downeast eyes,
playing with the dove-colored folds of
her dress.
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