The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1888-09-14
E1R CHANGE OF OPINION.

Its such nonsenser' said Mrs. Carlton
Ray, with toss Of her bright chestnut
curls. zone would think you were a
child, Addv, playing with your dolls.'
As Mrs. Carlton Ray and her daughter,
Adela, sat on the cool piazza of the fash
ionable summer hotel, the casual OBJ
server could hardly have distinguished
without n second glance which was
mother and which daughter-both were
so young and fair.
Mrs Ray was a dimpled, rosy little
widow, with eyes rs blue As the midsUm-
mer sky, . complexion Ike a rose-leaf,
and n mouth which smiled at you like
that of a six-months' old baby; while
Adela, tall and dark, with soft hazel eyes,
and dark brown braids, had a gravity of
manner far more natural in seeming than
that of her mother.
One can't help ones heart, mammal
pouted AGela, evidently taking umbrage
at her mothers lecture.
'Oh, EGdlesticks"' sGid Mrs. Ray.
Don't talk about hearts, Addy, it's
mere physiological term" .-.
But, mamma, love him'"
There il is again. sighed the dimpled
widow. Love, Why, Addy, I'm aston
ished at you,'
We'll, mamma, what am I to doy'
dor Why, look out for an eligible
pGrtt OF course, with lots OF cash and a
house in Madison avenue, and a yacht,
and all that sort Of thing, If you must
fall in love"
''It's very plain TO see that you never
were in love, mamma"
mo; nor anyone else, Addy Depend
upon it, it's all pretty phrases out of
storybooks. Love means nice establish
ment, with plenty Of money, a cottage at
Newport during the season, and q stylish
wedding"
Adela shook her head.
ITS all very well TO talk, mamma"
she said with little sigh like the stirring
Of a zephyr; "but for all that, l love Guy
Haw Eesworth." D"
Guy Hawkesworth, indeedr' echoed
the little widow scornfuly. why, he
hasn't penny in the worldr'
But he IS so intellectual, mammal
Intellect won't keep the pot boiling,
child and Greek roots aren't half go good
- turnips for everyday use"
Mamma
''Addy, ic's all nonsensei won't hear
another word"
But he is coming here tonight, with
his uncle, mamma, TO call"
Very well, then we'll take particular
pains TO be not at home"
AdGy pouted, and even cried O. little,
but her mother was relentless.
1t - just the old days OF your child
hood over again, Addy," said Mrs Carl
ton Ray, laughing, when / used to take
away the scissors to keep you from hurt
irG your blessed little fingers. There's
no use crying; You can't have the scissors,
ma petite. never did see such a goose
in ali my life rs you are"
Consequently, Adela Ray was not a lit
tie surprised, q few days subsequently,
as she entered the parlor, TO see her
mother chatting on the sofa with the
identical Guy Hawkesworth h and hisuncle
the latter tall, stylish-looLing man OF
three or four and forty, with jet-bIack
hair, aud n skin bro-Zec by exposure to
the suns and winds OF a tropical climate.
"Nauu1," " she cried, when the Cuests
had finally taken their leave, chow on
earth came you 10 see tLemt''
Il couldn't help it," said Mrs. Carlton
Eey, with a slight gesture OF inpatieuco.
That stupid Thompson showed them
right into the room before l could get a
chance TO slip upstairs"
How handsome Guys uncle is!' cried
Addy enthusiastically.
''Handsone" echoed Mrs. Carlton Ray
carelessly. DO you call him handsome,
He IS altogether too dark for my fsncy."
AZ wonder II he is rich!" said Adela
refectively.
"Richy No. Guy was telling me his
history-sUch romantic one-how he
had lost all his fortune in the diamond
tracts Of Brazil
Then he won't do for me to lombard
with my fascinations,' - laughed Addy.
''No, certainly not" said Mrs. Carlton
Ray decisively.
"Well, mamma. you needn't speak so
sharply" said Addy in plaintivc voice.
"Of course, ! was only in jest about it.
Why, he is old enough to be my grand
father
Nonsense, Addy, he's only forty-thrce
years old"
''Isu't that rather ancient7'
"ludeed, no-it's Just the primo OF life"
Aady locked at her mother in some sur
prize.
! your own way"
There is no way about it." said Mrs
| Carlton Ray. DO run upstairs and get
| my parasol, Addy-it's just the pleasant
est time OF jay FOR walk
and the pretty little widow was m
woutedly silent and thoughtful for the
rest Of the bright midsummer day.
''Mamma," said Adela eleefully one
morning, eve got good news Cor you"
| What is IT." asked Mrs. Carlton Ray,
| glanCing mp eagerly from her boob
4 J
the rich widower that half TIE girls IN
| town are raviuE about
| What OF it,'
''What Of it, mammal Isn't nc as rich
| rs CruesUss''
"Rich.' echoed Mrs Carlton Ray, with
| n slight accent of annoyance in her voice.
! at seems 10 me that this world of ours is
! getting more and more mercenary every
day"
Adela stared; she was quite unused to
| the enunciation OF this strain of senti-
ment from her mothers little cherry-red
| mouth.
Mamma, what ia the matteri"
Don't be n goose, Addy; what should
| be the matter?"
And Mrs Carlton Ray escaped out OF
the door before Adela could ask any moro
| questions
AT aH events" thought Addv. 'sTli
sew the blue ribbon on my Indian muslin
| dress. Mamma used 10 talk :. great deal
about nay making myself charming in
the eyes Of the rich Major Trueitt, when
he came. md there's one thing quite GER
tain-Guy Hasykesworth likes blue, SO ii
won't De loves labor lost
So Addy sat down singing to her work
To trauspoSo u well-knowu saying, Ma
jor Tru@Gtt came and saw, but Adola Ray
conquered.
The Old major, within . month OF his
arrival at Seaside Point, fell desperately
in love with the tall, dar.,-eyed lassic
whose ictty curls hung like the teudrils
o. vine round her biue-yeined temples
and laid his tough old heart aud his vast
fortune. Jointly ana severaiIy, at Addy'.
dainty slippered feet.
IN see what mamma says, said the
beauty demurely, but within herself sb,
| fr,-a -. 10 +,-r,n "A
poor Guy Hawkesworth, who had not
penny of his own beyond the salary b
earned as contributor to half a dozc
fashionable magazines and score
newspapers.
So Size stole into Ms. Carlton Ray