Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-04-07

Then she knew that Harry Curwen had
gone to Boston the next morning with his
father, and that he had taken it for granted
that she would go with him, and so had not
so much as taken the pains to write her a
note to tell her to hold herself engaged to
him. And SO it was that she had the NOR
tifcation of being the only girl in Salem
who was worth asking, who had not been
asked to the sleighing party.
Albthis, / say, she knew from native i'm
pulse; but it was not very satisfactory to
have to construct for herself the picture Of
what was going on in the town. Least of
all was it satisfactory that the news should
have been given her by Jane Endicott.
Sarah did not ask herself in what way she
would have.liked to have the news come,
but she did know that it could not have
come to her in a more disagreeable way.
And at the very bottom of her heart
she had a provoked feeling that it was
not the first time that Harry Curwen
had treated her in this off-hand and take
for-granted way.
Here was nice, sweet, pretty Sarah Paris
left in the lurch and yet not left in the
lurch. She must have all her things ready
for long sleigh ride, and yet she must
pretend that she did not know that there
was any sleigh ride. She must meet her
aunt and her cousins and talk of the party
or not talk of the party, as she thought best,
while she knew at the bottom of her heart
that as surely as o'clock came around the
next day Harry Curwen would arrive, with
his elegant horses and beautiful sleigh, and
would take it for granted that she would be
capped and coated and ready to go with
him,
Now, it is perfectly true that, in a regu-
lation story, Sarah Paris would have ad.
ministered to the young man a proper re-
buke. She would not have made ready to
go, she would not have been ready to 90,
and his sleigh, he would have been told to
go about his business, and would have lost
the party to Ipswich. But that was not
what Sarah Paris determined, and this
was not what Sarah Paris did. When, on
the afternoon of Thursday, he did come
around, just before 8, Sarah ran down the
steps to meet him, exactly as if he had
written the note to her. She had her hands
in her muf, she had her pretty fur hood
upon her head, she had her heavy shawls
and the rest of her wraps, and her pretty
little feet were in the carpet moceasins,
which were also even pretty, because every
thing she had was pretty. And Harry
Curwen lifted her into the sleigh with the
EXPRESSION 10 WHICH Sne was not unaCcuS-
toned, of perfect satisfaction with her ap-
pearanee. They bade good-by to the party
on the steps and drove away. They were
among the first at the place of rendezvous,
but the last were not two minutes behind
them, and then with great shouting, cheer
ing and calling back and forth, the long
procession took up the line of march, if
march it may be called, and swept out over
the Danvers road toward Ipswich.
So soon as the long line was well under
way, Harry Curwen, having made sure for
the tenth time that the bearskin was we'll
tucked in on the weather side of the LADY,
said to her with real feeling: "Sarah, you
are good not to seold me; if ever fellow
deserved to be scolded, it is I; but really,
my dear Sarah, it was not till / gave
Brewer the order for the horses to-day that
1 remembered that had not told you about
the party. And drove up to the house
mortifed-weil, mortified is no word
ashamed and frightened. You know very
well that there are 20 other men in this
party who would have been glad enough to
knock me out, and how should know that
you had not engaged yourself to one Of
them?"
Sarah would not laugh, as perhapshe had
hoped she would; she said to HIM very seri-
ously that he would have been served quite
rightly if he had not found her ready, and
that the thought of leaving him in the