The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1888-11-15

and was INDUCED accordingly.
eff you would know how | looked,
study Dolly here | had the same
purple black hair-Which could never
be kept in decorous order, SO curly
was 1.-THE same pink cheeks and
creamy skin. But my eyes were
black instead of brown, and was
smaller than she.
eyes, and you had the loveliest
hands and feet ever seen, cried
Fanny, 'as you have now
"And I've heard grandpapa say
that you were the belle Of the coun-
ty, and there was many a broken
heart when you married him, :
laughed Nell.
~ was thoughtless girl, sighed
grandmamma, land caused a deal Of
trouble by my vanity, as you shall
hear.
"Well, the dress was made, and
very proud | was, as arrayed in it |
turned myself before the great mir
ror, and when the dressmaker as
sured me that no such face and form
had been reflected there since the
days Of my great grandmother, ia
nous belle and beauty, | was almost
content
"Almost-not quite For the gor-
geous gown put to shame any slip
pers that I possessed, and nothing
would satisfy me but a new pair
made of the same material So next
day my father rode to t, twenty
miles away, and ordered the slippers
of a fashionable shoemaker, my
brother agreeing to call for them the
following week
But that very night began storm
of snow and sleet which lasted four
days, and the roads were not open
for travelling until the day before the
wedding. Then brother John start
ed for t with long list of com
missions from both families.
"John, said I, standing at the
door, if you let anything happen to
my slippers, I'll never forgive you
"I'll be careful; run in, he an
swered.
cat noon the next day | was anx-
iously watching the road, for the
wedding was to be at 6 o'clock, and
| John had not yet returned. But
soon | saw the sleigh drive up, and |
rushed to the kitchen where John
was stamping the snow from his
boots.
ooh! where are my slippers?' l
cried, tossing over the parcels.
"'They're there, ali right, said
John.
"But | could not find them, so
mother came to my aid; but we
hunted in vain. John looked on in
growing dismay and perplexity, but
suddenly cried in tone of despair:
4 have it | was to get them this
morning, as the man was out last
night, but as had SO many other er-
rands | forgot. I'm so sorry, dear,
but it's too late to go back.
II burst into a storm of tears, be-
waiIing my disappointment and VOW
ing that | would not 60 to the we'd
ding in those old slippers. Turning
just then | saw Guy Burton in the
doorway and fled to my room, where
| sobbed till tired out. Soon I heard
a horses feet on the ice, as Guy
rode off, and | thought angrily of
standing up with him that night in
my old white satin slippers Guy
was Sally's only brother-older than
herself. had thought him cold and
reserved lately, though. we had been
good friends in the days when he
took me coasting. But he had been
at college for four years and | had
seen little of him, except that he al
ways seemed to be about, book in
hand, during the last few weeks
when had been to see the girls.
"Mother came to console me, and
by $ o'clock | was in pleasanter
frame of mind, though painfully con-
scious of the old slippers, on which l
could not look with equanimity.
ARRIVING at the Burtons | found
the girls IN great futter There