Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-03-25

DTOuRnt ncT uOWn On neT mtIIOW-
bones, SO to speak, and half dozen
obedient attendants to her side.
Here" she cried, with her mouth
full of pins; "show Mrs. Van Dyke
these bonnets; l myself will wait on |
Miss Fuller
Il wish bonnet that is becoming
to me, said the young lady, calmly.
"Ah! mademoiselle, this is French
hat" Madame exclaimed, g a love,
beauty, exactly your style, made ex-
pressly for you-bought for YOU" she
cried, growing holder, and encouraged
by Polly's pleased gaze at herself in
the mirror.
"What is the price?h
"Only fifteen dollars" said Madame
ITO you, Miss Fuller, the daughter of
q clergyman, and customer MAR
garet had bought pair of ribbon
strings there year ago). Fifteen
dollars only"
II will take it with me" said Polly,
laying her moist, hot money on the
counter; for she had carried it in her
hand-her glovelesS hand-all the way
from the rect0ry.
Madame smilingly did up the parcel.
She had just offered the hat to Mrs.
Van Dyke for ten dollars, and it was
worth Ska bit of lace, an embroidered
crown and pink rose at the side;
that was all. But one must take money
where one finds it. Polly's fifteen dol
lars were as good as cross Mrs. Van
Dykes ten-better by five.
Our young lady got home about half
past three o'clock. Every body had
gone out but Jen, who, exhausted with
smoothing the muslin, was fast asleep.
She rushed into her tiny bedroom and
began her preparations. Notwth'
standing all speed, Jerry was at the
door with his drag and his guests ere
Miss Polly's muslin was donned.
With all her faults, Polly had little
personal vanity. She seldom looked in
the glass. One reason was that the
mirror was cracked exactly through
the middle; another, that her sisters
criticisms held up to candid view all
faults and defects. She never thought
of her face or head. She threw on her
dress, pitched bonnet on the back OF
her curly brown hair, flew down the
steps, and was assisted into the drag
by two grooms and a smiling host.
Miss Miverton leaned back in per-
fectly fitting driving costume, and gave
her the friendliest of smiles-a little
condescending, indeed, and was it
slightly amused? That was not posi-
BILE. To be sure, one dimpled hand
was bare, but she had no right TO sus-
pect that the other glove would not
soon be used to cover it. White was
always en- regle and becoming, and
she had on her fifteen-dollar bonnet.
So Polly bowed and smiled back again,
and was altogether so sweet and lovely
and like June rose that Mr.. Jerry
Nevins had hard work to keep from
declaring himself on the spot.
The Kennels, at which the polo game
was played, was very fashionable
place. Every body was out that after
noon. Polly was so happy-happy
with that consolation religion itself
does not always give of being appro.
priately and becomingly dressed. To
be sure, all her income was swallowed
up; she was a wrecked, penniless, for
lorn creature on the morrow, but this
was to-day. 'Let tomorrow take
care of the things of ITSELF" quoted
Polly, piously. Every one is so kind, v
she whispered to Jerry, con6dingly
"See, they are all bowling and smil
ing"
How pretty Polly Fuller isl sht
heard somebody say as she passed
"Poor little thing! Did you ever see
The rest was lost. Polly drew herself
up rather Indignantly. They ar,
commenting on my bonnet, and won
sering where got it-impertinen
thingsr'
Then she looked up and saw Jerry
eye fixed ON it, and there was tn,
greatest tenderness in his glance, as i
he were sorry for her, and yet loved
. her.
He thinks, suppose said Poll,
, to her alter ego, that this is the frs
time | ever had any thing nice, and h'
} is sorry for me-. And then she hal
wished she had not worn it.
care you very fond of dress?" sh
inquired, presently.
Eyes, very; that is, like woman
properly and handsomely dressed, as
want my wife to be- (here Polly
hand-her ungloved hand--got tn
least possible little squeeze; "but wha
) | care for most is a sweet, lovely, BRAY
r spirit which rises above criticism, an
| is true enough and well-bred enoug
: to look beautiful and be happy in spit
of the garb."
But, indeed" said the guilty Polly
, sometimes il is so hard to be that
sometimes one wants things, SO on
yields to the temptation. You mus
, not be too hard on people if they d
not dress according to your ideas,
1 she added. with tears in her big brow
eyes.
II hard on you?' cried Jerry
was in the moonlight, and they wer
driving down 4 lane of flaming chest
I nuts-"I hard9 just love and admir-
! You for it. | think you are the pre-
| test, sweetest thing in the world;
j; long to deck you with jewels and fin
, raiment, just to pay you back for a
your bravery. Oh, Polly, | love You
, Therer'
Miss Miverton and Mr.. REMEDY
occupied back seats; they bot
: looked engrossed in each other. Whs
: Polly said l don't know-somethin
that was satisfactory to the driver
r Then she looked up conscience
: stricken.
"Oh, Jerry!" she cried, lit isn't
y you love; it's my bonnet, and you hav
: no idea what | sacrificed to get it.
o spent all my allowance. | was tn
most extravagant creature; Igot angr
o with all my sisters, even mamma an
. papa. Now you have loved me an
. told me so just because of it, will tax
it off" she cried, in passion. II wi
q never wear it again" She seized tn
| NTH hnth hands Il foil ~,