Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1888-10-04
Loves Story

A modern boudoir. all pearl color
and dead gold paneling, in a fashion
able house on Rutledge square-a
Sevres jardiniere hung with gilded
chains and filled with fresh flowers
from Broadway forist-and house
maid, pretty enough 10 correspond
with the rest of the furniture, gliding
around with Swiss muslin cap and
frilled apron-that was the scene.
just opposite the plate-Gass easement
carriage was starting away from
stately house-an open barouche. fill
ed with elegantly dressed ladies
scarcely older than the young girls
self.
Ignatia Perrine looked wstfully out
one hand shading the sunshine from
her eyes.
She too was young she too was beau
tiiul; why. then, was she debarred from
scenes like this?
But tic season allotted to such re-
pining meditation was but brief. The
little huusema d. turning saw bold,
bright.faced eli Id standing on tiptoe
to reach the flowers in the china jardi-
Mere.
"Oh, take care. Tommy" she called
out. Don't touch that Your
mamma has forbidden you.
Il don't care for mamma-sho s
gone oull don't care for you. You re
Al,
child. al shan't mind you unless
choose"
But even while the rebellous words
fell from the little fellows lips. the
del cate ornament lost its balance and
came down with crash, breaking
into fragraments as it FELL and cutting
deep cash on little Tommy Gram
ville's cheek. Ignatia looked pale as
she hurried to lift him up, at the same
time jerking the bell wire violently.
The servants hurried in, confused
and terri fled.
Go for my mistressr' said one.
Call the doctor" said another.
"Stop the bleeding or the child will
die! cred II third.
There's DR.. Milljman's carriage 90.
ing bv now" said the butler. HE
amt my missus' medical man, but
there's no time to lose."
So Dr. Millman was called in.
Ignatia Perrinc. an American girl
of French parentage looked very love-
ly rs she sat on the low sofa in the
bathroom with little Tommy Granville
in her lap. Her large. liquid eyes, of
so deep hazel to be nearly black, are
lifted earnestly to the young physic an S
face; her checks were crimson with ex-
element and the silky black hair, es-
capped from the comb, fell in a soft,
dusky cloud over her shoulders.
''Ah!" said the chambermad, SPITE
fully. 81 could strike an attitude like
that if had big eyes and skin like q
painted doll-baby's."
'.Hold your tongue. Maggie" said
the cook, 'Ignatia thinking of moth.
ing on earth but the child. The trouble
with you is that you judge every one by
yourself
And the doctor holding n chloroform.
saturated handkerchief to the little
patients nostrils. was intently watch
ing his face.
''Do not look 80 terrified. Mrs Gran
ville," he said kindly. at is only a
flesh cut-a slight scar will oe the only
evil consequence resulting from the
accident"
Ignatia colored deeply--the jetty
fringes OF her eyes fell to the Grim.
soned cheeks.
ell am glad of it, SIR" said she;
''but you are mistaken. am not Mrs.
Granville. l am only Ignatia
Perrine."
"A relative. most probablyP"
mo. sir. hesitated Ignatia, "only
the housemaid."
"Oh. sad the doctor. and he went
on with his work in silence. fastening
threads of silver wire through the
child's pale cheek.
You would mako good surgeon"
he said. after a few minutes, during
which nobody spoke ''or nurse.
You bear the CHASTITY sight well"
Ignatia burst into tears
II was very fond OF poor little Tom
my, SIR" she said "and ! can't endure
to think of his being so disigurcd.
It was difficult to tell whether Mrs.
Scipio Granville was most distressed
with the breaking of the imported
jardiniere or the zig gag wound in
Tommv's cheek when she returned.
1T must have been entirely your
fault in both instances, Ignatia," said
Mrs. Scpio. Such glaring careless
ness never saw"
.'Yes'm-and that amt the worst OF
IL, men," interposed Maggie, pertly.
IF you could a-seen her trying to
pass herself off on the young doctor,
mem, as Mrs. Granville"
Can believe my earsp said Mrs.
Granville. Indignantly. 'Ignatia Per-
rine you are discharged at oncer'