The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1888-09-22

gel n, sight of her, as she drags the lovely,
smiling stranger up the walk. her eyes
futi of u breathiess delight. sit is her
at last-it is Miss Leila come to SEQ mt! ~
Nanny is 80 proud she can only
curtsey again, and again her face Que
lady fraciousiy extends her hand with
\ pleasant word or two.
Angel shows her into her own little
room, and pushes her down In its one
luxury, a willow rocker; her cheeks are
crimson as the poppies nj her belt with
excitement. Then she kneels down by
her knee, just the same little childish
figure aud face only richer in contour
aud bloom, that has SD often knelt q,
her side at st. Mary's.
"You pretty little thing, you," the
young lady says, patting the small sun
tanned hands fond'y. "Why, Angel,
you havn't grown u bit, only prettier.
Stand up minute and let me look at
you. Ah," with artistic enjoyment as
she throws back her graceful head and
looks her over, ssdid you dream l was
coming and Is this effective dress In my
honor: Angel, you are too pretty to
be .hid under a bushel.' 1t is almost
a crime.'
Angel is almost too happy to speak,
and too restless to be still 4 minute !;
she feels rs if she cannot wait until
dinner to tell her father OF this joyful
surprise.
"rhis is the dearest little rOom,"
Miss Bonham said to herself as Angel
darts out to have her baggage brought
in, s.just such as imagined that child
of nature would have"
She is slowly unbultoning her gloves,
her eyes smiling and dreamy.
cit is so delightful out here in these
I wonder"-
But just what she wonders il known
only 10 herself, for Angel follows her
trunk into the room, with busy i'm
portance.
IL want you to let me be your maid,"
she says with shy eagerness. "Pappy-
you remember Pappy ?-wiiI be here
before long. Won't you put on the
very prettiest dress you've got for
him? IT you'll give me your keys
I'll fix everything for you. We
haven't got any servant but nanny
but il we had hundred none of them
should wait on you"
Miss Bonham laughingly assents.
In half hour she is dressed, and when
that is said, much is said. With her
dress is one of the fine arts at which
she is no amateur. She is "sym.
phony" in palest azure and lace and
looks as il she were fashioned out of
the perfect June sky cleaning through
snow white baby clouds.
"Tou look like a princess in & fairy
tale book" Angel cries, as she throws
wide tho shutter to let in blaze of
light.
Miss Bunham shakes her head,
though there is II faint flush of pleasure
in her deiicateiy tinted face.
aYou extravagant tlatterer," she
laughs. "If only had your vivid
and eyes," half enviously,
the girl's face, feature by
feature, with artistic enjoyment. "Ti-
tian never immortalized hair as rich as
yours. But hear some one
"It's Pappy! Wait"
Like fash she is gone, and meeting
him in the hall, without u word drags
him into his room where she has laid
out a white shirt and his Sunday suit.
"Put them on quick. I'll be back to
brush your hair in minute.'.
That is all she says, and the door
,huts him in.
"Waii, geo.whiz!" the old man
.jacuiates. But as that does not help
him any, he gets into his clothes and
Is barely dressed when his daughter
is again upon him like a small whirl-
wind.
She seizes the brush, and climbing
upon u chair in front Of him, begins
her labor with more vigor than com.
fort on the iron gray locks. Then she
gets down and steps back to look him
over.
"Goodness. gracious, Pappy! where's
YOUR collar?' she cries in iiveIiest
reprOach.
He stands obediently while she but
tons it on, and again falls back to
him.
"Ah, you'N do now" she mods her
head approvingly. "You look just like
a fine old country gentleman. Come
along. I've got the gyn'dest surprise
for ynu! And say, PapPy," she pulls
him down and whispers with slow i'm
into his ear: "dont you
forget and eat ,cM you' knife, that's a
dear, precious Pappy."
She throws wide the door just as
Miss Bonham steps into the hall, and
there is the proud happiness of life
time in her face as she says with a
great assumption ofdignity:
"Pappy allow me to present-Miss
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