The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1888-06-16
SCHEME OF THE PRINCESS MOLL,
A Racy story OF Feminine Propenst-
ties Early Developed.
BY EMMA SHERWOOD CHESTER.


not in the end prove altogether sue
cessful, but being a scheme. and devils
ed by the Princess Moll, her brother
has chosen to record it. She came to
us rather late in our lives, and found.
if not exactly welcome, at least a
perambulator in our halls and bib at
our table.
There were four of us in or just out
of college when, at the beginning of a
long vacation. we were called upon TO
rejoice at her arrival. Quite little
pr ncess," mother remarked. when for
the first time we stood in a row before
her, and presented our compliments, or
what mother was pleased to term as
such, to the roll of muslin and lace in
a bassinet; and somehow from that
hour our sister was known as ''the
Princess Moll."
Tom was in uniform, and in cap
and gown, and for this reason we be-
Loved the princess selected us as her
fayor.tes from the first. 'Gad!' SAID
Tom, with a mixture of horror and as
constituent "look at her make eyes at
me. Do they do that usually at her
age?"
But Tom is Unfortunately vain, and
the "eyes" of which he spoke were
the mere languid roll of pair of blue
optics that might as well have CHANGED
upon me as him.
Well, Moll had come to stay, we dis
covered, but with the exception of an
occasional cry from the nursery or the
perambulator under our windows, we
heard and saw little of her. Tom went
back to West Point, and Winthrop
Joined the sophomores of Cornell To
Malcolm and me, who were engaged in
choos ng a profession, remained the
pr vilcge of becoming better acquaint-
ed with the Princess Moll
She had reached the age of 10
months when l first was called upon to
rescue her from position of peril.
Gradgrind, the maid-my mother is
English, and calls her American SER
wants by their surnames, to their own
mystifcaton and resentment-had
stepped off a piece" and left the per-
ambulator oscillating on ledge OF
rock at Newport.
1t was charming day, and the prin-
cess was, 1 observed, as gathered her
from the sand into which the peram bu-
lator had eventually plunged, arrayed
IN her best, She wore little coat of
silky cloth, and white plush cap that
reared up in the crown in an altogeth'
er fetching manner.
Happily no one but Gradgrind. who
was instantly threatened with dismiss
al, received any injury from this mis-
hap; but it was the beginning of cur
ious alliance on my part with Paincess
Moll.
In the extremity of my wrath [ ban
ished Gradgrind from the spot. She
came back, however, or rather she did
not exactally 60, and besought me with
wringing of hands, not to report hel
carelessness to my mother. In vain
| was adamant-until she began to cry,
when told Ter that the thin thing mus
never be repeated. and myself adjusted
Moll in the coach.
The princess seemed instinctively tt
perceive that Gradgrind, whom she
never appeared to love. had in some
mysterious way come off conqueror in
this affair, and pouted her disappova
at both me and the maid. When [ step
ped back to allow the coach to precede
me, she made frantic gestures with hel
hands. which were encased in small
white mittens. and fairly drove Grad
grand from her post. She then bent
her eyes upon me in an imperious man
ner, which caused me to cringe.
"Ah, but dear princess, mentally
expostulated, 1--WE are on the avenue
and it is the hour for Miss Reardon'
ride. You couldn't-you wouldn't hav'
your brother turn nursery -mait
herep"
But the mittens continued to bea
the air, until, muttering to Gradgrind
Keep close beside me-" I took m,
place at the helm, and miserabl.
trundled the coach. Mol gurgle'
triumphantly, as well she might, for i
was the successful preface to he
scheme. Daily after that she con
trived to attach me to her train. unit
one morning Malcolm, encounterin!
The interesting trio at the gate. de
manded,
Il say, is it Gradgrind, or Moll?"
Now Gradgrind, who had face o
the heavy, manly type. and fgur
like an encyclopedia, was not the sor
of person to call forth that kind of re
mark, and l could afford to laugh goo
humoredly.
Don't you see the fix I'm nth
! kind of prisoner of Chillon I've got t
bep It's a scheme of Molrs to enslav
! me, and there's no more escape fror
her than from Norm. Shes had me a
the Casino and on the avenues till In
the figure of the day. She stops q
the bazaar, and calls my attention t.
the rugs; and she even went SO far a
to demand Persian lamp whic
heaven help mel bought for hel
and permitted her to carry home"
Malcolm grinned. "As ifshe didn
try her little game on me. and as if I
allow myself to be gulled that wa!
Gradgrind to the Princess Mol. an
the Princess Moll to GradgrindP II
the slave of no infant" So was
slave, and to an infant. Well, ha
suspected it. But why should Ma
colin stand there tapping racket o
his arm. and grinning like gargoyle
suppose the fellows of my club lool
ed that way when passed-and Mis-
b Reardon.
. had discovered the intention of th
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