The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1886-04-14

'lnank you, ma am
"Those are pretty, that muslin pair
"Very pretty, ma'am, for morning
Will you allow me to put these up witt
the othersp"
al don't mind. Yes. l saw Lord
Winchester just now," Selma resumed
to Mrs. Cleveland. II did not know
he had returned"
"Only since day or two, believe.
My husband does not"
'Oh, what love of bonnetr un-
tremendously interrupted Mrs. Dal
rymple, as her eye rested on gossa.
mer article, all white lace and beauty,
with something green sparkling and
shining in it.
"Ah," said madame, coming for
ward, "ce chapeau me rend trista |
chaque fois que je le vols"
"PourquoiP" demanded Selma, who |
was not quite sure of her French, but
liked to plunge into word of it now
and then.
"Parce que je ne suis pas dame,
jeune ct belle. Ainsi je ne peux que lie
re regarder de loin. Mais madame est
Pune ct rantre." ="
Selma bushed and smiled; and fixed
her eyes on the bonnet.
at is a charming bonnet" observed
Mrs Cleveland. "What is the price?"
Thirteen guineas, ma'am."
Thirteen guineas! Mrs Cleveland
pursed up her mouth. Such bonnets
were not for her.
at is high" observed Selma.
"High! Mesdames have surely not
regarded it closely" interposed Nine.
Damereau. "These are emeralds.
Look well, ma there Nine. Dali
reemp. Emeralds. 1t is the very cheap
est bonnet-for its real value-that |
have shown this season."
"a think l will try it on" cried Sc
lima.
Madame was not backward to follow
the thought In twinkling, the bon
net was on Mrs. Dalrymple's head, and
herself at the glass. Twitching the
border and the flowers, twitching her
own hair, she at length turned round
with a radiant face, blushing in its con-
scious beauty, as she spoke to Mrs.
Cleveland.
"Is it not sweet bonnete"
'If you do not take it, it will be q
sin against yourself" interposed the
bonnet's present owner. "You never
looked so well in all your life, Nine.
Dalreemp. Your face does set off
that bonnet as nobody else'S would. I
said so."
II will take it," decided Selma.
"What did you say it WASP Fifteen
guineasP"
Thirteen, madame, only thirteen.
All! but it is cheapr'
Mrs. Cleveland bought the mantle
Selma had designated as dowdy, and a
bonnet equally so. Selma told her they
were.
"My dear, they are quiet, and will
wear expect you afford twenty to
my one; so you can have them brilliant
and fragile"
"Look at this handkerchief" uttered
Selma. IL really think it matches the
sleeves and collar have bought Yes,
it does. / must have that"
That's a dear handkerchief, /
know" cried Mrs. Cleveland. "What
is it, Nine. DamereauP"
"That-oh, but that's recherche, that
is" said madame, in rapture. "Nine
guineas. Ahp'
"Send it home with the collar and
things" said Mrs. Dalrymple.
81 am going" resumed Mrs. Cleve-
land. II have bought all came to
buy, and il is of no use staying here
to be tempted, unless one has a long
purse"
"The truth is, one forgets whether
the purse is long or short, in the midst
Of these enchanting things" observed
Selma.
IL fear it Is sometimes the case"
was Mrs Cleveland's reply. "Are you
coming, my dearPn
mot yet" answered Selma.
When Mrs. Cleveland and some
others had departed, madame had the
"casse" brought out; that is to say, its
contents. The caisse was taken for
granted; the articles only appeared.
The chief one, the lace dress, new
from Paris, and secluded till that mo-
nlcnt from coyCtous eyes, was Of n
species of lace that madame called
Point d'Angleterrc. Nine. Damereau
shook It ont of its folds with tender
solicitudc, and displayed its tempta.
tions before Mrs. Dalrymple's en-
thralled eyes. Madame did not speak;
she let the dress do its own work; her
face spoke cloquently enough. Selma
was sitting on one Of the low crimson
velvet ottomans, her parasol tracing
unconscious figures on the carpet, and
her own elegant silk dress spread out
around her.
"Oh, dear!' she calculated, with
drawing her enraptured gaze. "But l
fear It is very dear"
Never let madame talk about that"
said the Frenchwoman. at is high;
outlook at it. One could not pick
up such dress as that in the kennel. I"
"How should like itV'
"The moment we took this dress out
of the caisse, said TO Miss Atkinson,
who was helping me: That must be
for Nine. Dalreemp; there is no
other lady who can do it Justice
Madame" she quickly added, as il an
idea had just occurred to her, "fancy
this robe, fine ct belle, over a delicate
pink glace, or a maize"
"Or over white" suggested Selma.
"Or over white; Nine. Dal.
reemp's taste is always correct. II
would be dress fit for duchess, too
elegant for many of them. Ma bonne
dame, ne la laissez pas vous echapper,
je vous en- prize"
Madame called for some silks of diff.
ferent colors, and the lace was dis
played upon them successfully. Selma
went into, fit Of ecstacy when the