Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-07-23
said Isabel; "certainly if love can accom- plish it, there need be no failure"

said Isabel; "certainly if love can accom- plish it, there need be no failure."
 The room which Isabel had chosen for her experiment was one having a spacious bay window, looking out upon the lawn. with its cool fountain and 8 lovely figure of Niobe near by; the carpet, which was of a set fig ure in dull browns, was replaced by a rich velvet, having for it's groundwork a warm brown tint ur sn which was scattered tiny bouquets of bright rosebuds and leaves, with ferns, whose delicate fronds suggested the fragrant forest at every step.
 Crimson and white were the prevailing colors, and the light shone softly through the crimson curtains which were overhung with elegant lace, giving an indescribably soft and beautiful tint to the room. A large round table occupied the center, upon which was strewn the late literature of the day, a handsome desk and book case combined afforded facilities for reading or writing, and light easy chairs, adapted for rest rather than show, stood in cozy disorder ready for use.
 A large sofa covered in crimson plush, with deep, easy springs, and soft downy pillows at each end, was the very embodi- ment of restful repose. An upright piano at one side provided for musical evenings, but the bay window was the crowning beau ty of it all; a stand of blooming plants con-  and running vine was pinned over the curtain, reaching up and forming an arch of green. A gilded cage hung on each side, and golden canaries trilled their happy songs unceasingly.
 Isabel had procured copy of locket picture of the first Mrs. Falconer, which Oracle wore, and this, beautifully framed, was hung in an admirable light, the smiling, tender eyes looking down upon her as if in na11Ho at nf iy,O ner there was deep cornice across the top, from which was suspended curtains of handsome lace looped back with crimson ribbons, and in the little alcove thus formed stood pedestal, on which merry, laugh ng little cupid looked out mischievously.
 "Won't papa be pleased" said Oracle, looking at the whole with an innate artistic delight.
 "I hope he will, my dear," was the reply, stand we will try the effect of our work upon him this evening"
 The child could hardly allow him time to finish his dessert of fruits and coffee, she was so eager to show him the surprise, and danced along before him like sprite, as he followed her leisurely with Isabel.
 "Isn't it lovely, papas" she cried, eagerly, as she threw open the door and revealed the pretty room flooded with a soft, pink light.
  Falconer, taking in the details with critical eyes; he had not as yet had any revelation of his wife's taste, and the result pleased him greatly.
 His eyes fell on the picture of his wite with surprised and tender delight; it was such an unexpected and thoughtful atten- tion, and he appreciated It fully. "How did you get its" he asked, gently. "From this," she sad, touching the v@4 r1% tnI~ ~,,0 would be a more gentle and kindly family if we had the influence of her sweet face with us."
 He looked at her gratefully. "Your thoughts arc beautifully harmonious, as evinced in the furnishing of this home room," he said, his volce lingering lovingly on the words; 1t had been five years since he had had home in the fullest sense of the word, and he was an intensely home loving man.
 "I did not get every thing which might have done to complete it," she said, looking up at him-she, too, had so longed for a home-'but l thought as we each cane across any thing particularly appropriate for it that it would be pleasant to have | room to add our offerings from time to time | it is our home shrine, you knowW "See, papa, here are your slippers and dressing-gown,' said Oracle, bringing the | articles from little clothes-press, and in. | terrupting, with a dash of the prosaic, the scene. which might have become senti | mental. Isabel had given her this little task as her special duty, and she delighted in it with loving child's pleasure, fitting about him as he made himself comfortable for the | evening, hanging his coat upon hook in the closet, which Isabel had placed within her reach, and putting away the discarded boots with neatness and precision.
 ''What helpful little maid it is," said MT Falconer, batting her head tenderly, as she | brought her little wicker chair and sat bJ his side.
 "She is mammals little right hand al 1 ready" said Isabel, affectionately, and, in deed, she spoke the truth, for she did lear l upon the little girl, as a source of comfor and help, in becoming accustomed to hel new position; the child's lips had taken III l the title of ''mamma" very readily, and tho sound was becoming very sweet to Isabel
 The new garments came home in dut time, and it is not to be denied that theil owner tried them on with thrill of grat flied pleasure; she loved rich and beautiful things, and she enjoyed the glimpse in thu glass of the well-dressed reflection of her self.
 "This is exceedingly becoming" said Mrs | Gould, the shop-woman before mentioned who had been sent with the dresses to malz' any needed alterations; it was a rich garne velvet, made up with just enough spark ling iridescent trimming to relieve it's plain ness, "and that real lace set is just th thing to wear with it."
 Another, an airy black lace, looped up il every available spot with tiny gold star which gleamed in and out like firefiies "You must wear natural flowers in crimson with this," said Mrs. Gould, "either rose buds or fuchsias."
 A rich white brocade satin combined witt creamy lace was the next, and Isabel wa as near being beauty in it as she woul'
 ever be.
 "Purple pansies shall be my flowers whel
 wear this," she said, half in soliloquy, a
 she stood by the glass, while skillful Mrs Gould took out stitch here and there il
 the drapery, and looped it more artistically
 'Yes, Mrs. Falconer," she replied, "ther
 is harmony between the sweet pur
 flowers and white which all do not recog nize; to my mind there is nothing so purel
 elegant in dress as white lace, and thi creamy stuff is of such a delicate pattern.
 The riding habit came also, aud fitte
 beautifully. Isabel had a fine form an
 carriage, and was capable of great improve I voon< p fbo O fo, in o o,,ch of 6raSe