The Penn's Grove record., 1889-01-05
HOW MISTAKES ARE MADE.

shower; IL Will soon be over" salo one
to another Of the young people watch
ing from an open door the fierce rush
and clatter Of the heavy drops that
had driven all the pedestrians from the
wet pavements, and converted the gut
tiers into rushing streams.
sit could not last much longer"
they repeated, hopefully; and still the
rain clattered down and kept them
prisoners.
They had met by appointment a
couple Of hours earlier; Chris Roberts
and his two sisters, pretty, lively Mir
RE Wendover, their fast friend,
with her grave manly %betrothed,
Earnest Darlington; and a cou'
pie Of Mirrie's cousins "a bride and
bridegroom Of 30 few weeks that the
glamor of the honeymoon still hung
about them.
But young Mrs. Arson was consid-
cred sufficiently staid to chaperon the
four fair spinsters who had arranged
to spend q pleasant morning together
In visiting al art gallery.
1--WE are seven," Chris Roberts had
quoted, and Ernest had just reminded
his companions that there Is luck in
odd numbers, when they were Joined
by q certain Mr.. Corfield, q handsome
dandy who had made the acquaintance
of the Misses Roberts at a flower
show.
BY them he was joyfully welcomed,
and he did not choose to see how their
brother scowled at him, nor how very
frigidly Ernest Darlington responded
to the introduction
Truth to tells "Handsome Corr" as
ne was nicknamed, belonged to a fast
set, and many things were whispered
concerning him which Chris would not
have cared to repeat to his sisters, moi
Ernest to his betrothed.
But there he was, and though the
young men secretly denounced 1t as an
intrusion, they had to endure his COM
panionship.
Unexceptionable in appearance. nave
In manner, and willing enough to be
very amusing companion, Mr.. Garfield
had already oontrived to make both
the Misses Roberts imagine that he
had a special tendresse for them.
This did not prevent his casting such
admlring chances at the bride, that she
alternated between gratiled vanity
and annoyance, while he also found SO
many opportunities Of murmuring
sweet nothings to Mirrie Wendover,
that Minnie's betrothed wrestled with
an insane desire to have the puppy all
to himself In some quiet spot, where he
could pummel him soundly and no one
interfere.
However, such %belligerent inten-
tions had to be concealed under an all
Of decent ciYility. and the party saun'
tered about the gallery, inspecting
pictures, and statuettes. and bric.a-
brac; sometimes separating into groups.
sometimes gathering together before
some fine painting to discuss its mer.
Its.
But time passed on; the bride and
bridegroom-havipg another engage
ment-trotted off arm-in.arm, the
other ladies began to grow weary. and
Chris to remind his sisters that theiI
father did not like to be kept waiting
for his dinner.
MIR, Cor6eld also remembered an ap.
continent. and sighed his regrets thai
-.he must depart; sighed them to thu
Misses Roberts openly, and secretly IL
the ear of Mirrle Wendover as he fol
lowed her from the gallery.
But on reaching une outer hall tht
discovery was made that it was rain
ing heavily.
Light summer dresses and lace sun
shades would be ruined by such a pelt
ny shower, and.n no n but the dandy
had had the forethought to bring al
umbrella.
Under cover Of this Mr.. Corfelt
\ went Of, promising to send a couple o.
cabs from the nearest stand; bu
Whether he found mont there, or forgo
is promise, we know not; certainly nj
shicles appeared. and Mirrle began t.
grow disconsolate, and Chris Roberts II
abuse the weather, while his sisters go1
up a little quarrel between themselves
which made it very embarrassing fol
their fellow sufferers.
'.we must hail the first conveyance
that passas,n said Chris. craning his
neck up and down the street. "W,
could pack the three girls into a hand
some for the want Of anything better,
ter. But is Miss wendover agree.
abls?n ~ E.t ll3 Vlt... -..H
81 could walk" Mi.rie replied
''The distance to my home is nothing
and ~ shoes are thick; but l do moi
% the idea Of a drenching,"
"I can fetch you an ulster and um
.brella In ten minutes" cried Ernest
slf your friends will agree not to g
away till I return"
make haste, them" responded
Chris, '.If the Mayor himself should
op and offer US q lift In his ca rriage'
We will not leave Miss Wendover til
you come back."
Away went Ernest Darlington, his
,cat-collar turned up and his hat pulled
,ver his eyes. Nor was he
.ong absent, returning breathless with
The haste he had made, just SIS Chris
aad succeeded In stopping an empty
lab into which he was handing his sis
.ers.
\ With curt adisu and promises t.
meet again shortly, the Roberts fam
ilyN drove of, and MirI;e FASTENED te
envelope herself in her wrap, wonder
ug the while what made Ernest l0oh