The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1889-06-08
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From Shop to Mansion.
The Romantic Story Of Dress
Makers Rise in Life.
BY mrs. r. M. Howard.
copyrighted, 1891
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sphere OIL luxury Will east anu uiku4tJ oAs
no one would have known from her man
,ner that pn-money in thousand-dollar guam
titles was not an everyday affair in her past
life.
Harvey Falconer looked at her with a
pleased smile; had she gushed or over
Whelmed HIM with profuse gratitude he
would have been annoyed; as it was she
met his idea of well-bred woman peg
fectly.
eve will go in the morning; she SAG,
quietly; zones ideas are Sc much clearer
than in the heat Of the day"
Meantime far less peaceful scene was
being enacted in Mrs. Stan ford's dining
room; the postman bad come just as they
We're gathered there for dinner, and Mrs.
Stanford read the letter from her brother.
Mercy on us!" She gasped, ''you can
never guess the news"
"What can it be, mamma, why: you act;-
ally look falntn Mrs. Stanford had not yet
put on her evening complexion.
'Your Uncle Harley is married but tnnt
isn't all OF it, was tie answer.
"1ln,vica!" echoed lilly, SIT must be mat
rimony is a catching disorder, but to whom?
I dldn II suppose he mad looked at q woman
since Aunt Matte died'' Pardon the ex-
travagance, but 81 society young lady must
have some latitude Of expression.
Well, he has looked at one to some pur-
pose, 1t seems replied Mr.. Stanford, dis
ma}iy; ssyou remember that honlely girl
that waited on you the other day at Nine.
Arnot's?'
"1hat shop~yi1l'' cried Lilly.
's1hat sho2-U;rlM groaned Mrs. Stanford;
s'he has married her on one days acquaint-
ance I knew that Harvey Falconer was "a
living monument of oddity, but this beats
every thing" and she read the letter aloud.
MIR. Stamford laughed heartily. "Harvey
is original, at any rate he said, helping
himself to tile toast, which in the excite
ment was being neglected.
"Wh hat shall we doe" sighed Mrs. Stan
ford; t'the miserable story will get out in
spite OF ls.''
scout Harvey off will, u shilling" sug-
essyed Mr.. Stanford, facetiously: his
record was truly American, having risen to
his present position from being q barefoot
hoy in the streets OF New York consequent
ty his sy!npathi,s were with the working
people, ard no saw 10 particular disgrace
IN the fact that Harvey had married one of
them.
s'Do bo sensible, Mr.. Stanford" said his
wife, rather snappishly.
"Ihen Say, III ali seriousness, that you
had better follow your brothers advice.
and make the best Of it" he resumed, quiet
~. "Harvcy's head is pretty generally
level, and I'll dare venture nc has not been
taken in by amy frothy headed giglet, and
il you lake her up, and make the most Of
her, she may prove u perfect lion in society;
as likely to be as any other way, for You
know Dame Grandy dearly loves "a ro-
n,ancc'
's'he seemed very ladylike and quiet that
day said Lilly, coming over to her fathers
slau,i- point, as she Invariably did.
% But she may come Of some coarse, llor-
rid family, that will DE D continual draw
back to herr Mrs. Stamford was de
;er,nin.e,l to see all the dark shades in the
picture.
"Noa necessa vily," replied Mr.. Stanford.
II have known wretchealy poor people to
hold over thcir richer ncighbors in lntell-
geuce and raiincncnt.n
swell, l hope it may be So" sighed Mrs
Stanford ''Of course her lite at Mime.
Arnots has brought her in contact with
people of wealth and culture SO that she
will have some ideas Of stye.''
"1 noticed that he used choice Ian guage,
and expressed herself remarkably wen,'
said Lilly. ''Much better than Nine. Arnot,
who in her anxiety to be genteel does slash
the Kings English cruelty at times; for i'll
stance, when she talks about patron hats
for pattern hats. and other mistakes equal
iy ridiculous. You will visit them while I
am at the mountairs?" she spoke inQuir-
ingly.
"Yes, suppose sou replied Mrs. Stan
ford, hesitatingly.
"a little help from you at the first may
be of great benefit to her. suggested Mr.
Stanford, kindly. ''It's done, and it re-
Iuains for us to make the best of it, and II
you can coach her up i'll some of the points
that women are so particular about, no
doubt She come out all right"
perhaps you are right Mrs. Stanford
replied, more cordially than she had yet
spoken she loved to be looked up to as au-
thcrity in society matters. IF she is teach
able and Intelligent it may not be so bad,
after all, but what freasS!''
II people would only follow the Stanfords
proposed example, and make the best of
things in this vexing Whirl Of life, what
world OF trouble would be saved, but the
most of us fret and worry beating our
wings against the inevitable, to the prema-
ture development of crows feet and gray
hairs. Perhaps this is q distinctly Amer
lean trait, and traceable in some degree to
dyspeptic pie and other indigestible stuffs;
exchange some of our excessive ability for
worrying for g little of the German stolid-
ity, or the French elasticity, and be hap
pier and more agreeable Nation.
ssrhis is your choice, then, Mrs. Fail
conera" They were standing before two
elegan Unframed pictures i'll popular
artists studio; one, a wonderful piece of
coloring in the Yellowstone Park; the other
q sunset in the Alps, rare gem, the pur
pie tips of the mountains, the tops OF the
tall trees, and even the shrubs which
frnged the brook in the valley tipped
with f1azy pink tint from the setting sun,
which gave u bewitching effect.
Isabel had never had the privilege of ex.
ercising her taste in the selection Of expen-
sive pictures before, and she enjoyed the
novel experience hugely.
"Yes,'' she replied, with enthusiasm, sit
rests my eyes to look at it, and am sure
Miss Stan ford will like it,"
Mr. Falconer said few words to the art
list, and the picture was taken from the
easel and paid for
Mr. Falconer watched his wife at Nine.
Morand's with great satisfaction; she gave
her orders in quiet. concise manner, aud
with the air of one who understood herself