The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-10-06

N ny wear dold buckonS,
u v Lelly deara Dorge
says me mayn't."
''What bloke you are, Dolliel as If you
could be dukei Why, you'll wear crown
II you're the princess princess what's her
name? Now, hold your head still, do, and I'll
put it on. won't play with you, Dollie, if
you're so 'diculous, an don't do what I've
telled you There, nowr
This threat extinguishes Dollie-poor, small
Dollie of fourl She submits to be hauled
ponderously from the old wicker chair on the
lawn III. NJ S. Galatea for the nonce) by
Georges stout arms; and to have her wee,
round face, and shining, crocus colored curls
made hideous by a stiff, unwieldly crown of
brown paper pinned together by nurse. 1t
Is much too big, so big that it drops down
over the baby brows and blue eyes; and
Dallie has to hold it up painfully with one
kpled paw in order to get even q little
fnpse Of George, who is busy attiring him
tin an old zouave jacket of mine with gold
ions. Somehow, though Dollie has never
ID Of woman's rights, she feels that hers
-, 3 been trampled on at present; and that
: George -dogmatic 7-year-old George, with
shaggy golden hair cut across the forehead,
and falling over his sailor collar behind
has decidedly the best share of life; and that
She Dollie, must submit, or be left to enjoy
her feminine rights in loneliness. Above, the
sky is very, very blue, deep vault of daz-
Eling sapphire just blistered on the horizon
with white The very trees seem to hang
their heads under the weight of green Great
clusters of roses, pink, yellow, and velvety
crimson, waggle to and fro, and burst in
showers Of CANDY petals upon the following
plnertlu .. ohe iawn' Inc JeSsaii,iie "nicn
eoyefs ene lronc OF One recpory Is nke ngnC
pe ", tne tropies' 10 ~ 80 encruSseu WIN
wniIe, sieeanilns sIars. ne p'l,ils u sctirieD
bsaniunis slno a@ure cuPpeu nenioPn9 ~,
nnuer one peifi 1rees on Une eose u cne ia"n'
niaAe Ivy eyes acne WIN pne'. painful elare'
Iven tne "e,gn' Oh lragance from cnose bali,
NOV wnite Alies ana snauy serlnga pushes
= 100 nucn On sucn uay; lean DacK ~
low GANG cnait unuer tne Digges0 pane eree'
my mead againse ene efunk, my lule nahos
Dareiy closed over Ine negiecteo WORK IN my
zap; wnlle up from tne river comes Inc
SWISH SWISH OF tne canal noap Inrougn tne
my, sun primned waters, tne whistle OF Inc
boy VINO arrives bnose great neavy norses
along tne oow paen' ana tne taint, sweep
l,ngie Oh 1ne Deiis on tneir harness. MIS-
reverb, une recuors Wiuoweu sisOer, VINO
yves WIN nim SINCE ms wires oeatn' Is OUT
paying Calls in sne pony carriage ~ MASTER
Is IN cne scuoy worAing, suppose tno neat
seems 70 make MN idie)' and George ana
Dolne renearse revised edition OF tne mar
rage ceremony unuar LUG mag oIiA ueet
Wan you Aove, WASH up, ana Gay al mef
nays Seorge, canniy uniting une oinces OF
priest ana bridegroom IN ms own person; ana
Doiiie answers; MS, Dorgei out OOH let me
nive IN tne SIP WIS 90 aierwards, WIN
prices are not aAio"eoe 70 follow. snuo my
pyes, ana ieel orowsily, GENEROUSLY, dls-
gracefully lazy, only how Is it possibieto
30 anything else on one OF the drowsy,
nencious days with which heaven often
favors Devonsnire IN Inc ieary month OF Junes
icannot nave quite cropped on 10 sleep,
however; ior presently am conscious tnat
some one else mas come OUT on the lawn and
looking al us a voice says, HOW nappy
you al iooKf' ana l, opening my eyes with
taru' see inc reverend MT Cnnoro my
MASTER, as can niml stanolng close TO us,
broad reit hat shading MS mild gray eyes,
ns bands, SUI noioing Inc Atheneum,
Folded behind ms BACK, his tall hgure slightly
bowed as ne smiles down on the young trio
before hum. we look up, and su1ile at him
Even am not as much asnaSs'ed OF my idle
ness as governess should DO, and tho chill
nen raise delighted shout that papa shall
BONE and play too"
Papa can be Dean Stanley cries George
IN nigh glee. "Fapa, me an Dollie's being
married"
ndeedP' says papa, coming overto me.
is not That a rather solemn proceeding to
bake place wlrhout the paternal benedictlonf
suppose play at forbidding the bannsF
lney are enacting the dukes wedding,
nr," say l, giving up my chair to him, and
nbsidlng on to an inverted fowerpot instead.
And you're TO be Dean Stanley, papa
onl won't 1t be jolly" adds George, thrusting
nimsen between DIS fathers knees, and dane
ing Will excitement. MY master makes
htrie ''moue'-expressive OF what depo-
nent saith not
III You are gong to pile undesired dignities
On me, Georgie, couldn't you make me Metro
politan Of St Petersburg at onceT he sug-
gests. u would be inst as agreeable"
George considers a moments then with
deep slghs NO, you can't be that, because,
You see, can't perounce it; and Dolie
cant neither. Sne CAM perounce any but
httiest words It's such bother"
MI Clifford laughs. and takes the
guilty Dome on his knee My but
tercup, who has been extinguishlng your he
says, tossing the brown paper crown onto the
lawn and kissing the little flushed face II
HIn AFRAID De1ng duchess Is fatiguinR work.