Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1886-10-02

me, what have done ~
For her flying skirts had caught
in the top Of a large glass jar, and
crash 1t came down on the marble
floor.
"Dear me- said Mrs. Caldwell
it's one of the masters chemicals
as be fuses over, like they was Ii
quid gold.n
" Will he be very angry ~ wins
pered Lucy, with her eyes like blue
marbles-while Effie began to cry.
"Let's run to our room as fast as
we cam" she faltered, " before Uncle
Gerald finds it ont"
NO." said Lucy, valiantly.-
Where is Mr.. Vaneg Ell &c
and tell him at once.n Mr.. Vane
as tall figure was seen entering
through a side door, 81 broke the
jarw
"Did you, indeed7 Miss Brown
presume" with a formal bow, as
Effie came timidly forward to kiss
him. -. f
"Isn't he handsome Lucy whis
pered to her schoolmate, as they
went up stairs together.
"But he's so stern-looking," sigh.
ed Effie. "Never mind; let's get
dressed for dinner as quick as we
can, for uncle can't bear to be kept
waiting"
Lucy Brown, whose one,dyed silk
dress required no long and painful
adjustment, was soon attired and
down in the garden.
"Dear me y said Lucy. Here's
a whole box OF frogs. Some cruel
boy has shut them up. I'll just run
down to the brook and give them
their liberty.
She was proceeding, when Mrs
Caldwell called to her from the win.
dow.
"Miss Lucy! Miss Lucy!"
"Off you go, froggies DON'T
they jump charminglyp' Lucy cried,
clapping her hands as one by one
the reptiles FLASHED into their native
element. "What did you say, Mrs
Caldwell ?"
The housekeeper uttered groan
Of despair.
Mr.. Gerald's frogs that he's been
trying some scientific experiment
with, these three days p she uttered
"Oh, DEAR" said Lucy, with q
comical gesture of terror, "I'ye
been and gone and done it again.
] really do think [ was born under
an unlucky starw
Three weeks Lucy Brown remain
ed guest at Vane Hall-three
weeks of unmitigated disaster, trib
ulatiOn and devastation. She broke
the sash of Mr.. Vane's camellia
house; she lost his pet italian grey
hound. She tipped bottle of inb
over an essay he had just completed
for the "Savant's Monthly" and
ruined his collection of dried butter
flies by accidentally sitting down OF
them when they were airing in the
window-seat. Literally, she "dlt
what she ought not to ,have done
and left undone those things which
she ought to have done.n
"How is it," said Lucy, obviously
"that | am always getting into
scrapes and Effie here isn't? What
is it, Mrs. Caldwell? Mr.. Vane
wishes to speak to me9 There!
knew it was coming"
"Knew that what was coming p
asked Ellie, blankly.
"He's going to turn me out O
doors He can't endure me any
longer, and Pm sure l can't blame
him much. Well, | shall have to &C
back to Madame Metour's, l sup
pose."
+" Miss Lucy, do go to your room
first" pleaded Mrs. Caldwell. :: You
curls are all in a tangle, and you
mouth is redeemed with raspberry
juice, and there's a rent in YOU
gown quarter ola yard long, where
you've caught it on the sxeetbrial
bush, and"
Fiddlesticks p said the irrever
ent Lucy. "I'm as bad as | can bt
already III Mr.. Vane's eyes, 81
there's no use in prinking. An,
Pm sorry, too" with a little quive
of the lip, /" for | wanted him to hk,
me just a little"
She went boldly into the study te
face her doom, while Effie Parker
sat down on the doorstep and began
to cry.
! off Lucy goes off to leave me,
shall die of homesickness and loneli
ness - she sobbed.
1t was fully three-quarters OF al
hour before Lucy Brown came on
| of the audience chamber.
/ alt must have been an awful Ion,
lecture thought Effie with shud
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