The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1889-07-17

was sitting in tall-backed chair, and
making his first shy speech to
Dorothy Jefferson in the colonial
kitchen.
Hetty shrank back into the wing
and pressed her hot cheek against the
boards. Her pretty dark ewes were
half shut. She heard and saw moth
ing.
1T has comet has come" she
kept saying to herself, blissfully. Yes,
now that it had come she realized how
much she had wanted it, and admitted
it to herself bravely,
She had not known him long, but
Well, there was no use in trying to ex-
plain it; she was happy, that was all
happier than anybody else alive, she
was certain, unless it was John.
"Ain't she daisy, thought" some
body was saying just behind her, in a
sepulchral whisper, necessary now
that the play had begun.
1t was Chauncey Dean and Belle
Bennett, as Mr.. and Mrs. Jefferson,
respectively.
Hetty looked around ct them, still
dazedly.
"Nice to be the father of such a
girl" Mr. Jefferson added, jocularly.
Mrs. Jefferson giggled.
"LookH' she murmured. pinching
Margery. ''Isn't she a pretty little
thing? You know Mag Carpenter had
to give up her part at the last minute
didn't you? She's sick; and that girl
Mack is her name-she's staying al
the Liddells. John asked her only 6
day or two ago to take Mays part and
see how well she's got it already
Isn't she clever? She does it better
than Mag, don't you think. really
She's been in amateur theatricals be
fore, John said, and he knew she coult
do it,"
"Oh!" said Hetty, family.
She looked at Miss Mack, wher,
she sat listening to Johns mimic love
making.
Johns mimic love-making had never
been an agreeable thing for Hetty tt
hear. 1t had been bad enough will
Mag Carpenter as Dorothy Jefferson
Mag, who was rather plain, and en-
gagged to Will Lane. And with THU
person for Dorothy-this person whit
had sprung up as though by fairy
means. without warning-this ex
tremely pretty and gentle-lookins
person from nobody knew where-thi
person, with blonde locks and blu,
eyes, and q dimple-with her for thu
colonial heroine. Johns love-makine
was agonizing.
"Who is shep" Hetty demanded, he
hands clasped tightly.
"Why, told you, Miss Mack, Belle
responded, staring a little. "She'
visiting at the Liddells. That's all
know. Some friend, Of course. Still
come to think of it. she must be rath
err more than iend-visiting there
you know. Shouldn't wonder if John!
engaged to her. He's back from the
East somewhere lately, you know
She's engaged to him if Johns asked
her-I know that. | don't know who't
say no to John Liddell; couldn't!
Belle declared. with cheerful candor
"Yes, suppose that must be it."
chow you girls gossipm said Chaun
cey Dean, with tail of his brass-but
toned blue coat on either arm. "All w
got to say is if John gets her he's 60
a mighty pretty girl. Yeup! Stun
ming" said Mr.. Jefferson, with start
ling lack OF dignity. considering hi
gray wig and careful wax wrinkles.
Mag lent her her costume, Q
course" said Belle, studying her
"How much sweeter she looks in
than Mag did. Poor Mag! II
actually afraid we'll all be glad sh
can't play. I'm positive John Lidde
will. just hear him! He does tie
times better than he did with Mas
It's more inspiring. you see"
| Hetty saw. 1t was surprising, tn
sudden prettiness Of Mays short
wasted, big.fgured gown, with il
square neck and pulled sleeves.
1t was astonishing, the new brigh
ness of the amOrous dialogue of Chril
TOPPER and his sweetheart.
He was leaning toward her with
most realistic devotion; his handsom
eyes looked intent, and her fres
cheeks were aglow.
Hetty could hear the applaudin
murmur of the lookers-on. Her ow
fair face was growing colorless an
strained.
"She is staying there?" she r
peated, stiffly. "She is visiting IL
Liddellsp'
Yes" Belle responded, her ey,
widening with a sudden recognition
and she faltered thereafter, wit
: gentle sympathy: "Ye-es. She's bee
there several days. l saw her o,
driving with John and his moth,
, yesterday"
, Belle found Hetty's cold little han
, and pressed it.
"Never mind. There isn't fello
in the world that's worth it." 81
t whispered, philosophically. II da
} say he's an awful fiirt. Don't mil
) him."
Christopher was taking tend
. leave of Dorothy, and departing, al