The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1885-12-12

Vanity sang the last line. and then glanced
at her companion. Every trace of sorrow
Was gene: her look was full OF thankulness
and hope, and her eyes were bright. She
rose to her feet with energy, and quite in
her own a IT. SF oqer Wy s hos chd
want you to see all my possessions and to
learn my ways
CHAPTER XXI.
IN WHICH MRS. HARDCAsTLE MAKES HER
FAREWELL BOW.
Now. how did these two women live for
the next twelve monthss Doing works Of
mercy-visiting the sick. teaching in tie
parish schools: after ding church daily, max.
together III summer under the shada OF the
lectory trees; IN winter at the fifesids; Van
ity studying French to make herself perfect;
learning to make Lut;er ami to DO lit. bits
OF cooking. and to hou,ekeep generals.
Why, il Miss Vanity Hardware, Of tue
theatres royal in several provincial towns.
had been told that surh 4 life was before her,
that young lady would lave called it by an-
ticipation q true renal <,er vitud,. Asa matt
ter OF fact, she found the time pass most
pleasantly, and her own character and dis
position SO changed that sh0 scarcely knew
herself. Her Improvement cannot be batter
| described than In the wossls--gende1s only
exchanged-of . great old master, applied to
hero, after whose nome for long enough a
note OF query might we'll have besn written:
Whatever in her nature had g tendency to
vice had been corrected by continual con.
versation with this good woman. She had
a!ao, by rejection on her past follies acquired
= discretion and prudence very uncommon
in one Ut her lively parts"
Sometimes they had visitors. For instance,
Mrs. hardcastle aud Arabella, who were
staying ut Leaning :on, drove ove, one day
after luncheon IN carriage and pair. with
great majesty; indaexl, he chariot whiried
and thundeted into ree village SO un expect
sdly that the good III .;uy found her Ill in
the midst OF a flock OF l..sse, VITO ~, ldenly
dispersed themselves in. error, with IA ,,in
| Ut wings and q fear full clutter.
Sister Catherine was polite to Mrs. Hard
castle, but, not ,ollshlng her wavs. she
greater part Of the conversation So old
MRS. hardcastle, much against the grain,
had to exchange sentences with that 'tactinn
MINK as she afterwar,t termed her: but
Vanity was cheerful and pleasant and we'll.
| bred.
DO yoa enjoy this cottager' she inquired
Vanity took upon herself to reply:
uh, 1t Is SO nice! We are 50 happy l,erer
Mrs. Halsdcastle hereupon resolvol t., i'm.
! Nove the young persons mind.
| Happiness is our auty." said she. IF
providence were to send some OF us to two
| loomed house and some Of us to Windsor
Castle, it would bs the duty of all parties to
he equally happy
Only" Vanity said, laughing, Il should
! like you to he sent to Windsor Castle; YOU
should"
| This forward remark almost paralyzs,l the
old lady, who was not accustomed to hear
her moral ayio;lS treated with Familiarity
she s'gnaled her daughter to rise, and then
a'kHl .he question which was her business
that afternoon
Two pairs ~ cheeks colo,pd at this intru-
sive query: but really the sister b,,shed
more deeply than Vanity Hardware,
,lhey are all staying at Malvern. have
asEtM them over here next week.
Next week" callei out Mrs Hardcas:le,
not come; he is gong to Edinburgh
He ""s," Sister Caruerin" said. with
4u'st emphasis; but he wrote to say that
ne would postpone that visit. and COME here"
"Arat'ella," said Mrs. Hartlcastle, 1t i,
time to Co."
nlhe months Vanity mad met Tom Pembroke.
;niv once. Ut course every woman must he
Interested i'll man who has one. tru(, loved
yer. Durine; tina, five minutes interview
.ot mat was tn" length Of it-\an.t;'s heart
''i.tered little Whatever Tom Pembroke
le't u" managed to conceal. ami his behavior.
% ahlty Thought. was Perfection But, in
Nlt OF 1act. he was q Well bred man, which
the larest creature that lives: for the fine
uLstic sense and the 4uickness Of sympathy
when give the finishing touch to manners
sue oehleu 10 most ma sculiues Everybody
a,tlnltted that Torn Penbroke's manners vera
charming, and Vanity was in an extraor-
ullary degree susceptible to this mrticular
sia.e: As she walked along the Villages road
mat DAY she caught herself wondering conId
'he ever have loved Tom Penb,uke9s YES
ho-per9aps. Then, with rush Of self-acc,,.
'atlcll, she asked what had become of her
PASSION for w lille Snow. 1t was gone. var.
lshei. Why had she ever loved one whom
now sile loved ~ more! Perl.a,rs his s,r.
nNladinss. rather than himself. had attract
ner. ba5 why. then. that Ion. persistent
nitsHi "t lawicss liking-so wi,.ke !. =, ,,nd;r.
nitieti. the memory Of which even now MAJ,
her cheek burn: "'a"o
Vanity shrlnk from any furthe. s.,f-;,
,!'ectaon: only she inly renewed he. vow, That
'ove siiotald enter her heart no more. ''
on saw Mr.. Pembroke today S;s..,
Catherine said that evening '''''
NO" "''1''' "i'u ni'n:
he Is u great lavorite oi mine" contn,
u .,',. Inc sister. watching Vanity narrowly
my particular pet"
~, amy Knew tnat tell-tale blush was ris-
M ~ on her cheek Not now tor tn. first
irt. W. W. th'Se klnd eyes searched i,.- wi,c.,
i'"Ai ttmh,nic'S name was me, u,u.i 81,
""u' NOT i her blu III Ne -. a, "''
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