The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1888-05-10

her new toilet that shc quietly entered
the parlor again after her cScapade ur.
stairs, and said demurcly to Roberto
mother:
"Rachcl, would thee like me TO wear
this gown tomorrow evening for thy
fricndsy'
There was a subducd whistle Of delight
from the reconstructed Robert in tho
corner. But Roberts mother gave no
sign.
Thee must wear just what thee
pleases, Edith. II it pleases thee better
to wear thy gown Of red silk
And the wise Edith understood human
nature well enough to be sure that
Rachel would not be altogether disap-
pointed if her pretty future daughter-in.
law should reconsider her toilet and re-
pear in the dainty gowns she had been
exhibiting for the past fortnight.
"And what does Samuel think?" Edith
asked, passing on to stand before Rob.
ert's father.
Samuel thinks" said tho old gentle
man, slyly, "that thee had better ash
Robert"
"On, no, Papa Samuel; that would noe
be any test at all; thee knows perfectly
well that Robert likes me In anything" "
said Roberts fianee, demurcly.
'And so do like thee in anything, "
said Papa Samuel, with unexpected gal
lantry. "But l thinl, liko thee best,
Edith, in red. Thee knows we Quakeis
like to follow tho way that is most simple
and natural, and think red is tho most
natural for thee. think thee must hayo
been born in that red silk Of thine. Thee
"a very sweet TO me, my child, in this
Quaker gray; but we Quaker9, thee
knows, do not approve OF theatricals, and
think tonight thee is trying 10 play o
part. Thee acts il very pret;ily, Edith,
but ! advise thee to so back to nature
and thy red gowns"
SO the battle was won. and the result
proved that Edith was quite able TO con-
quer, not only Roberts relations, but
Roberts relations friends. When, n
year later, she camo back to thcm again
rs bride, there was but one thing left
for her TO conquer. Robert had prepared
her for possible visit from elderly
friends who might think il their duty 10
demonstrate with her, or with him, on
this very worldly marriage, and it was,
in truth, hardly month before he ran
up stairs one afternoon as she was dress
ing, with tho announcement that the
probable counselors were taking off their
overcoats in tho hall.
She hesitated n moment: but her hest.
tation roso merely from q moments con-
sideration of whether she had any other
gown in her wardrobe that would em-
phasize more distinctly her intention 20
adhere to her own traditions. She de-
cided that tho long trailing skirt of palo
green cashmere, with its border of pale
plush and lis sash of watered silk, was
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conGccralun inc Je,'cf mat sparEled IN
the laces Mt her throat, the dainty lace
edged handkerchief ard the perfectly
groomed little curls over her white fore
head. She paused only to slip on one
moro bangle over her round wrist, and
then, kissing her husband, foated down
stairs.
Robert never knew exactly what she
said on did TO the old gentlemen in the
parlor. He hung over tho banisters, and
caught the echoes Of her silvcry little
laughs, and saw the maid carry tea into
the parlor, and at the end Of an hour de-
scended the stairs himself. rs the old gem
tlemen emerged from the doorway, de-
termined to stand by Edith ~ the last,
if she happened to have had II hard time.
He knew that come remonstrance would
be quietly dealt out to himself, even dur
ing the brief vestibuie episode Of fare
well; but, to his astonishment, rs he
stepped forward to help the o!d gentle
men with their overcoats, the one who
was evidently spokesman for the party
grasped his hand and said heartily
"F'riend Robert, thee has married well ~
Still another year later, and there lay
on Edith's arm little Edith, with lovely
eyes and very remarkable, highly en-
broidered clothes.
do you think, Esther" said the young
mother anxiously, ''tllat she is going to
have curly hair?'
"Yes," said Esther, with q smile that
was griinly pleasant and yet pleasantly
grim, II think she will have curly hair.
know thee would find way to curl it,
though it be as straight as-as q pipe
stem" and Aunt Esther bent over to
kiss the child.
Sand you're glad It curls, Esther, you
knov you are" insisted the baby $
mamma.
"Yes, Edith, am glad it curls. For
since thee would be sure to curl IL some
how, it is best that Dame Nature will
have none OF thy tricks and graces, but
will bring up tho child to please herself. 4"
Alice Wellington Rollins, in Pittsburg
Bulletin.