The Republican journal., 1885-11-05

will show people she at least has money
That necklace couldn't have cost less
than 81 900
"Yes," replied Pinkie, nonchalantly
"Ma likes 'em best of all she's got
They're mas like flowers better. I'm
great on artificial flowers; always weal
'em every day"
The guests were already arriving, Mr.
Bent himself among them, he having ac-
cording to the fashion of New York bust
ness men. arrived home only in time to
dress for dinner. His heart was so full
of attectionate welcome for his niece
whom he remembered we'll as a beautiful
child of ten, only half dozen years ago.
| that he did not at first note anything but
the lovely uplifted eyes, and the affection
ate voice.
| AS the dinner progressed, even unOb-
servant Mr.. Bent became aware that his
nlece's attire was not what it should be,
and that her voice was too loud. "But
the women folks can soon straighten that
all out, and the childs as pretty as a
| plcture.'
| So also thought the Hon. Mr. Morris,
| who to Carries vexation, on being told
by her that the young lady in white was
a cousin, who had arrived most inoppor-
| tunely from Kansas, had exclaimed
"From Kansas! How delighted | am.
That is the State of all others | am most
interested in seeing. | am going out
there in the spring"
"If all the Kansas ladies have 50 Won
| der1ul complexion as your cousin, that
is another reason for visiting the region.
| Pray. present me to her, will you?
should like to ask her many questions.
| Perhaps, ah-" he stammered. with the
curious mixture Of dit1idence and andaci-
| ty one often sees in Englishmen, 'pcr-
| haps your mother will be so very good as
to let me have the pleasure of sitting by
her side al dinner-that is, if it will not
| dlsarrange your plans"
81 am quite sure mamma will not re-
| linquish the pleasure of having YOU chief
ly to herself at dinner" quickly respond
ed Carrie, her heart full of anger and
modification. Nevertheless, several times
in the course of the dinner, Mr.. Morris
heard the shrill voice, and thought to
himself, "What pity the American voice
is 50 high pitched.n
When the gentlemen joined the ladies
in the drawing-room Mr.. Morris looked
eagerly for the Kansas cousin. Not seeing
her, he accosted Mrs. Bent with true
| English buffness ~ do not see your
niece from Kansas | hope she has not
gone; | was counting on talking with her
all the rest of the evening"
With mingled resentment and confl-
| sion, Mrs. Bent replied: 'My niece went
| up stairs Immediately after dinner
In truth Mrs Bent was in a state of
| nervous bewilderment. Without for a
moment suspecting the real reason OF
Pinkie's withdrawal, she had perceived
that the girl was greatly moved as she
came swiftly to her when they were en-
| terlng the drawing-rOom.
| "Aunt, must ask you to excuse me. |
am going upstairs to change my dress
| was not dressed as should have been.
"Never mind, child, never mind"
Pinkie was gone.
1t did not take long for her to finish
her transformation touches. The dainty
white surah silk, with billowy reaches Of
| white lace from belt to hem, the soft
| clinging gloves to the shoulders, the opal
| bracelets, the white ostrich feather fan,
| the white satin slippers-all were in read
| mess. But at last Plnkie's heart failed
| her.
at was a shameful trick to play on
them. | shall cry l know | shall, and
| I'd rather die than cry before that Eng
lishman."
At last she stole down slowly, hesitat-
ingly. Black Ben caught sight of her
| first, and reeled back with excitement.
| 1t was an unerring instinct that led
| Pinkie, on entering the drawing room, to
glide swiftly to her uncle's side, and put
ting both hands into bis, say
"Dear Uncle Silas won't you make my
peace with aunt, and ask your friends
| here to forgive me for masqueradng at
your dinner ?"
Before she had half-fnished speaking,
the company had gathered close around
| her.
II must say" began Mrs. Bent, in an
angry tone. But Pinkie went on reso-
| lutely:
II could not resist the temptation to
| live up to the New Workers. idea of a
Kansas girl, just for an hour or two. You
know that | was exactly the sort of per
| son you all expected to see from the
West" She gathered courage as she saw
smiles, "Yes, you all know it," embrac-
ing the group in her appealing glance,
"and we out West all know it. Then,
| forgive me. You ask them to forgive ne,
dear Uncle Sllas, won't you ?" But Uncle
Silas was laughing too heartily. He bent
over and kissed her forehead.
~ ask them all to forgive me for kiss
ing you,r. he said. "a capital joke.
Pinkie -
"The best bit of acting I ever saw, !"
cried Hon. Mr.. Morris; 'quite clever
very neat. Upon ny word, though, do
not think now, really, Miss Bent, | should
not nave seen through it; | don't think
| you could have deceived me-
IL should not have tried,' replied
Pinkie, very simply. Yet there was a
certain indefinabIe something in tone
which made the Hon Mr. Morris change
color.
There are no words in which to de
scribe the embarrassment of Mrs. Bent
and her daughters.
"Had Pinkie overheard what they said
about her ~
They sounded her as far as they dared
But they never found out.
To only one person did Pinkie ever tell
the whole, That was to the Hon. Mr.
Morris, after she had been for some weeks
his wife.
II thought it was so unjust in them,
Frank" she cried; $50 cruel, I'd just
give them lesson and let them see that
manners may be only skin deep-easily
put on or off But I'd never have done
it, Frank, if I'd seen you frst-never.
wanted to run out of the room as soon as
| saw you look at me-"
"You needn't have done So" replied
Hon. Mr.. Morris, "for | thought as soon
as my eyes fell on you that had never
seen so lovely face before"
'Did you really ?" asked Pinkie.
Really" answered the Hon. Mr.. Nor
ris.
| Professional Etiquette
! prevents some doctors from advertising their skin
| bound