Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-04-20

kew from the top drawer of the tall
bureau.
S.It's been locked up for years, " she
aid n the child. "a lovely dress, but
know can make i fit you. But listen,
phil Dele mustn't know! 1t would
make her so angry. She sets great store
1T can tell you. Now, IN manage
70 get YOU to the party, p'raps. can
rreit around somewheres and bring you
home.
pink watched Mrs. Trumbull in a
fascinated silence while she fit ed the key
INTO an old leathern trunk, and slowly,
-averentlv drew out parcel done up in
feded linen. 1t was opened. There lay
q dress of pink gauZe, a scarf Of lace
5aintilv embroidered. Nothing could
hove looked more beautiful to the child
lending above it IN an ecstacy OF delight,
INIT nothing could possibly have been
more unsuitable for one of Mrs. Emme-
Is,ob's little Gardeners to wear!
however.
'.You shall go in that, Pink, ''declared
Tone. looking earnestly into the pretty
fare Dgpding over those hidden treas
ures. 81 shan't have that proud Miss
Suart call you-those that asylums is
made for.
HOh, Aunt Jone, 1 m most afraid. -
Pink in her radiant party dress drew
hack on the Threshold of Miss Emme-
lafgb's house, trembling between shy
ness and delight. Within the doorway
she and Aunt Jone could see dazzling
lights. flowers, the solemn elegance Of
vide hail with doorways on all sides
hung in rich coloTs.
'.DOu I you mind-go in Pink! You re
dressed up beautiful, IN see, maybe
10 the hall ! II find some one that will
let me see you a-daucing.
Pink as the door was opened by a man
servant went forward timidly, but in
moment ali embarrassment was gone, for
Miss Emmeleigh, thoughtful in every
detail, welcomed her little guests as soon
as they appeared, and, with the same
ready tact invited Mrs. Trumbull to take
a place at one END of the hall, whence
she could see into the gallery.
What a picture it was. No wonder
that, as Pink advanced into the beauti-
ful, long room, her eyes were dazZled.
The picture-hung walls giving color to
the space of dark flooring, the pyramid
OF flowers in the center, the prOfusiOn Of
wax lights, the music from violin and
piano, 20 which already some children
were dancing.
Could she ever make up her mind to
penetrate this scene, thought Pink,
dimpling and blushing together.
''Come, Mary, - Miss Emmeleigh said
kindly Pink' was only the home
nickname for the child, Mary what Anne
aud Jone called her ''ChrIssen name -
''come, my dear. They are just going
to begin new game.
And so, in q moment more, Pink was
among her Garden friends and Civ
ing herself up, like the rest, to che pleas
IRE of the occasion.
Mrs. Packard and May Stuart were
looking Oh with sort of smiling ap-
prevail. 1t was not possible TO be other
wise than pleased by sight of the chill
dren s keen enjoyment of this innocent
pleasure, but at the same time they felt
their principles required some express
sion.
II was all so sudden that no one knew
for an instant what might happen.
Old Hannah, lowering about, gave
shrill cry and stood still.
The children were playing a game in
which Pink, flushed radiant, the feature
of happiness stood on a table and gave
foTfeits. Hannah was midway in the
gallery, She caught Mrs Packard 3
arm,
Look at her!' she whispered.
THAT S Miss Rosie s scarf! 1 worked 1t
with my own hands!'
It was too bad the other children
thought to have their game disturbed and
Pink taken away, but Hannah S cry and
her words 10 Mrs. Packard had TO be eX-
planned, so il came about that presently
Pink and Aunt Jone were the center of an
eager, excited group IN the Iibrary-Mrs.
Packard ready to summon policeman if
necessary-Kitty determined to hear q
straight story if she could.
'Why Of course she ain t our flesh and
blood Miss, Mrs. Trumbull was tear