The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1886-08-06


will be here altogether" he pur.
sued "and sure yell be capital
neigbhorS."
Lottie Maynes bowed, but in
some way telt it hard TO speak.
Capt. Fitzgerald jauntily glanced
at his watch.
"Time to go back, Norah. Sure
there are more charming young la
dies invited to tea than any poor
mortal man has the right to ex-
pect TO see. Are you going to add
to the group, Miss Maynes ~
A slight raising of the head Lot
tie could not control, as she answer
ed:
II am returning to HOLLYWOOD at
once" Then her eyes rested lin
geringly on Norah as they took
their leave.
"No time to come and see me,
Norah ~
mot yet" answered the girl
quickly. "We shall meet bye-and-
bye"
"Of coorse, of coorse genially
responded the father raising his
hat, as his daughter slowly turned
away with him.
What a weary, plotting little
brain was LOttIe's as she walked
fast home to her mother, whose
bright, clever face looked across
the cups and Sducers, which were
revealed by the fregleams to be
rare and costly.
cat last, child /! The tea will be
almost syrup, through waiting
! for your Iadyship."
Quickly Lottie threw off her hat
and jacket, coming to her low
chair with so eager look that Mrs.
Maynes (She was the Honorable
Mrs. Mayncs, reader, having that
prefix TO her name as the daugh.
ter of good old Troy lord still
iving)said anxiously:
"W hat bas happened, Lottie ?"
"Oh, mamma Poor Nora Fitz-
gerald is goiug to marry youug
Brown, the soap-boiler, aud Fve
seen her She is staying with his
father.'
A smile, half sarcastic, half pity
ing passed over the mothers face.
"He is very nch, Lottie. Her
friends will count her fortunate n
"But," demured Lottle, vehe.
mently, as she sat down her cup |
and saucer with a little ring, "yOu
saw her at Brussels-that beaati.
ful, higbbred girl And-and
you have seen Brown"
eyes, }" said Mrs. Maynes, quietly,
81 have seen Arthur Brown. He
is a quiet, honorable man. Why
should you regret the match 7"
Lottie laid her hands on her
knees in desperation.
"Don't you see she loves her
Brian O'Moore ~
mo, my dear; cah't see what l
don't know anything about. Prob
ably il it was d boy or girl affection
they will be better oft as it is.
Irish love matches are seldom pru-
lent"
ooh, but mamma, you don't know
yet"
"Enlighten me then.7
"Well, Norah's mother died two
rears ago, leaving eight children
"Poor things 70
"Norah was sixteen then, and
he is the oldest. Her mother gave
Ter leave to marry Brian, and it
vas only when her father saw Mr..
Brown would marry her, any doubt
.ame oft. 1 saw Brian once, but
lot TO speak to, and it breaks my
eart to think of that Brown iu his {
'lace !"
"Hush, child, have you seen the l
lther n Il
eyes, today. He did not want
'orah TO be with me, | saw" h
Mrs. Maynes pondered for few {
ended with sigh.
'There is nothing we can do, lot
Ie, unless the girl herself asks as"
LOttie jumped mp, radiant. !
'Dear little clever mother You s
lean you will help her if she needs
%
''Not so fast, child7 We have :
} hear what she needs first. Dear /
lie, snow is falling! Ring for the /
lutters to be closed, and the fire s
Iade up" {
That evening the widowed moth.
: aud Lottie sat listening In 81.
nee. THIS very Irish sounding
-ate of affairs was literally the
use for whereas an hour before
leak wind blew gustily around 0
le house, making shudders, win a
Ows and doors crack aud creak
ith sudden bursts, now an unuat- r
raj stiffness prevailed. a
"Dear me, the wind was better
ian this y exclaimed Lottie, rising
ON her chair impatiently. must b
Ist look out at the snow.s /
any dear Lettie,H said Mrs.
Iaynes, shiveriBg and drawing a a
laNl round her shoulders, sidon't q
ldo the shutters; you cannot pos 1
bly, see anything. / shall go to
ID directly after prayers. Ring (
z the servants.1
bOttie drew back from the win.
W. aud rang the bell. Presently q
e three servants entered. Holm {
oOd was grander in recollectiOns
an present prosperity, and the