Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-12-20
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tie. mere Woulun't girl there De
dressed like u.s. y
"No, 4 should think hotp said
Daphne.
"Ten dollars isn't much for "a party
dress II urged Hattie.
"But you owe the jcweler for that set
OF canoes yet" reminded Daphne.
"And you haven't paid the last install
mont on that imitation sealskin jacket
that you wore all last winter"
"Thcrc's no hurry about that" said
Hattie, witha toss of her head. "No
girl can expect to get settled in life if
she has no enterprise at all"
Daphne was silent. She scwed busily
on.
"You won't take the MORE drcss?"
"No."
cit would mako you look like an
Eastern Quccn"
~ would great deal rather look like
an American factory-girlw said Daphne.
And no amount of persuasion could
induce her to abandon this position.
Hattie went home, almost crying with
vexation.
"And Madam Lcroux was going to let
me have the blue silk dollar cheaper.
if got customer for the yellow moirc,"
for anythingl"
"You are really going to this country
huskng ball, RUDOLPH" cried Miss Tux
ford, scornfully.
81 am really going, Adele" M
Miss Tuxford raised her pretty blonde
eyebrows, rs she stirred the chocolate in
her decorated china cup.
10 inI ~ rc1,
asked, archly. /,
"If you'll come with me, Dell, I'll
show you plenty of pretty girls" laugfl-
ingly rctortcd Mr. 1'uxford.
SAN / to have n sister in law from the
country!n asked Adele.
al haven't quite made up my mind
brother. "Upon the whole, however,
nm rather inclined to fancy the idea of
settling down. in this quaint old red
brick house that Cousin Atrial Tuxford
has left me. The girls around here arc
haven't had Boarding. school educat-
tions-and, YOU see, they have not been
brought up 10 expect seasons at Newport
and summers at Bar HarbSr."
"ro mes said Adele, l.the place is
"louiad better como with me 10 the
huskine ball." said Rudolph, laughing.
"ThcSe's n young mill-owncr, that re-
MINIS one of Edgar Ravcnswood, in a
moJern-cut suit of clothes, and-p
fNonscnseln said Adele,,..s- -
But she mpde.up'd der mind to go, all
81 She was flirting, in pretty, dignifcd
,I%ay, with Harry Liscombc, the son Of
the sllll'mill owner, and tho original OF
the Edgar Ravenswood" idea ut the
husking-ball, when suddenly She lifted
up her eyes from behind her jeweled
fan.
"Who is that little creature in tho
blue dress, Mr.. Liscombc?" said she.
"And the incomprchcnsiblc satin boots
that don't iii her! and the blue gloves
that are not match for her gown"
Hurry Liscombc looked around.
ooh, saitl lie, 81 see whom you mean!
She is one of our mill-girls. Isn't she
prctty?"
"Oh, she's pretty enough; but that
dress" Adele burst into soft, we'll
modniatcd tit Of laughter. Its one of
my old toilettcs that gave to my maid
l.isettc month ago. And I suppose
l.isctte has sold ii to one of those second
hand harpics that aie always proving
upon society, and this poor creature has
by some chance stumbled upon it. Upon
my word, this is too ridiculous.'
Old Mrs. Potts, who sat against the
wall with her two stiff, elderly daughters,
VINO never got any invitations to dance,
heard it all.
She told Miss Maurice, who made n
funny story Of it to amusc the doctors
daughters, aud in less than fifteen
minutes it was through the ballroom
like an electric current. People were
looking, smiling, Whispering.
N"Come away, Hattie" Interpretations
cas-, her elder sister. Every one is
laughing Mt your secondhand dress"
Hattie colored to the very roots of her
frizzed..ycllow hair.
"Aly secondhan dress :" she faltcred.
Sand how do they know it is second
hand"
'It used to be Hiss Tuxford's," said
Dorcas. "She gave it TO her maid. Her
maid sold it to your Madam I.eroux
and--Oh, do come away, Hattie! I feel
so ashamed! Sec how people are star
ing"
So ended Hattie Murray's evening of
pleasure; and as she slipped like n guilty
creature out of the room, she saw
Daphne Walters Icing led 10 the head
of the second cotillion by bIr. Tuxford
himself.
SIN that old red gown, tool" she said
to herself, as she burst into hystcrical
tears and sobs out in the dressing room.
That evening was the turning point of
Daphnc's destiny. Rudolph Tuxford's
heart somehow became cntangled under
the dark meshes of her long eyelashes =
in the loops of the garnet ribbon which
frightened up her last years cashmere
dress and the naughty Adele had "a
mill-girl" for sister-in- law after all.
And sistcr-in.law, too. of whom it was
not necessary to be ashamed. For, as
she admitted herself, Daphne had the
dignity of princess.
''She would be q true lady," acknowl-
edged Adele, whatever her station in
lifel"
But poor, pink.cheeked, haxen-h haired
Hattic2 She stands still before hel
loom, watching the whirring wheels, the
revolving bands, but her restless little
| heart is ever chnfino at her deatihv u ~