The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1888-11-29

vAy ouWt1e OF u0o0S VIVA "So t"'"s
yonr mcshsr vould like you 10 get into
such company - ihst vhils ,As 10 gone.
There's slusys some sasonio keep m'
from enjoying mysrli 90 i'r ~ l can se~
bursi 90, poor Liily. Arieis Wales Il
going Apd l mean to 80. tco.
Mra Ducher iooa>d pityiSsly after he'
a she aouacsd oot oi the room.
Poor girl. it is sort o bard upon her
she pondsred. Aud she 20 young and
pretty, too. and worked % steady al, day
Bnt that Gleeful Society lit amt what !
should like daughter Of mine TO get mis.
Cd up 10. However. > viiliul girl viii
have her own vsy.
Hall an hour later there came . softsp.
tap on she panels Of Mrs. Booker's door.
and brown. hsndsom isss peeped 10.
Beg pardon. na'sm. ~ chssry voice
but is this Miss Germond's roomi I'm
her cousiu Ban. and mosner hss sent ma
to bring her out 70 the country and make
. little visit there.
And I'm her Uncle Stevens, added .
second voice, and the teams waiting be-
low, aud there siu't no time TO lose.
Dear me, Tn so sorry! cried Mrs. Book.
er. starting TO her feet; but Lilly Germond
has gone 10 ball!
A BALL echoed Uncle Stevens.
Gone TO bali reiterated Ben in amsse-
ment.
With her mother away. cried the old
man, and my sister telling me how quiet
and steady she was! Come. Ben, ! don't
know as we want no ball going young la
lies ont at the old farm. guess perhaps
we'd better be starting for home.
But wait q minute; perhaps she left
.ome word, said Mrs. Booker Her room
is the next one beyond; I'll 60 and see.
l guess it ain't worth while, inaexibly
uttered Uncle Mark.
Mrs Booker knocked at the door Of Mrs
1ermond's room, as sort OF forlorn hope.
Come I'M called soft voice
And there sat Lilly at her sewing by the
light OF a shaded kerosene lamp.
You look surprised cried Lilly laugh
ng. But you see / decided, after all, to
AXE your good advice, Mrs. Booker
And never was SO glad Of anything in
ny life, said Mrs. Booker My dear. here's
your uncle and cousin from the country
With team, waitin to take you 10 your
mother.
Really she cried-truly? or am l dream
nep Where are they?
She ran out into the hall, and was kiss.
ing Uncle Mark and shaking hands with
Ben almost before they knew It.
So you didn't go to the ball after slll
,aid the old man. bis hard face softeping
Is much under the blue joyousness Of her
,yes as beneath the touch Of her rosy young
lips.
No, said Lilly although ! was torely
empted to forget mothers good sdvice.
But never disobeyed her yet. and I'm
,ot going to begin now. But 1t was 90
lull and lonesome herel
Poor child / should think 80, said
Uncle Stevens, with look into the dismal
room. But now put on your things-quick
The horses don't like standing there knee
ieep among ragged children.
Lilly WAS not long in packing her little
bag; and when she ran to bid Mrs. Booker
good bye, she whispered;
1t was your good advice that turned the
,cale. Thank you so much for it. How
much should have lost il I had gone to
The balll
She's nice girl, said Uncle Marx to bis
wife that night, when Lilly was asleep IT
.he lavender r-scentsd bedroom that looked
ont upon The river. aud don't wonder
that Mary's prond Of her. But / did feel
,ort Of queer. Just for 9 minute when
thought she WAS a-larking round at balls
With Mary known nothing about it.
OF course she wouldn't do nothin' OF the
sort! said Aunt Almira resolutely.
She didn't, il seems. said Uncle Mark.
A week sfter~ ard. Lilly heard, through
! letter from Mrs. Booker, that the ball
oi the Gleeful Society had been inexor-
ably broken up by detachment Of fpolice,
10 sesrch OF some counterieiters Who be-
Iopeed to the den. chief among them were
Arie.ta Wales beau, John Merton. and bis
lssbing friend who had been destined TO
sscort her, Lilly Germond on that particu
ar night.
And Lilly shnddered Ut the thought OF
he risk she had so narrowly escaped.
Out here oil wss so sweet, so fragrant,
70 peaceful; 10 the city oil wsa hustle. and,
perpetual jostling. And Lilly's cheeks
,ook on softer Pink. and her heart beat :
pulse or two faster than lis ordinary pace,
: hen she recalled The way 10 which Ben
,sd looked st her that morning when be
,ad brohsht her long. trailing spray OF
white blossomed clemstis.
You like the country said be; aud us?
ard you wouldn't mind staying here
'lwsys9
l should like il OF al things, Lilly bad
sagerly responded
And then, as bis eyes bad rested mo-
neut upon her. she bsi hidden her face
among the clematis stsrs.