The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1890-07-19
AN ELIGIBLE MATCH.


beauty whatever, but good honest ex-
preston.
Miss Britton was not in her best mood,
She was in the habit Of going to Sara
toga, to Newport, to the Catsdll Noun
tain house, to places where well dressed
crowds cdngregate, with trunks of new
clothes. This year her father, having
met with losses, had resolved to re-
trench, He had let the city house fur
nished for certain space Of time. He
had taken his wife to visit a certain
Cousin Briggs, and he had sent his
daughter to this pretty hotel with her
cousin Denise for company.
The doctor had had whisper from
Miss Blitton that had led him to declare
that she must have country air, and this
was the result
much better" said Mr. Britton,
ethan the kind of thing you'd have if l
should fail, And you and your mother
have been going it for considerable
time at a rate can't permit any longer,
Mrs. Britton had only meekly sighed
and looked heavenward. Miss Britton
had almost raved But Mr.. Britton had
his way.
Comfort yourself with the thought
that it might have been worse, whis-
pered Mrs. Britton in her daughters ear,
as they parted. eff Cousin Briggs had
not been very particular about inviting
only two of us, having but one spare
bedroom, she distinctly said, you might
have to go there"
As for Denise, she said nothing, but in
her heart she looked forward to dwelling
for space in what she called "the real
country" with joy At the fashionable
hotels she acted the part of amateur
| lady's maid to her handsome cousin and
| to her stylish aunt. Her own dress was
very plain and no one took any notice of
| her. A poor relation without beauty is
much neglected in those matrimonial
markets of America. Naturally, Demise
had not been in the habit of enjoying
herself, Now as they drove along
through the soft falling rain she peeped
between the folds of the curtain and
uttered gay little CALCULATIONS.
"Such lovely trees Such nice old
farmhouse A little river with such a
pretty bridget
But Cecilia Britton never troubled
herself to reply. Her wrongs were
heavy upon her.
81 believe if had gone to Newport
this summer Mr.. Collingsby would have
offered himself, F" she said at last. 'Paps
has made great mistake i'll sending me
to live in this horrible wilderness. What
is the use of being handsome and fasci
mating if one must be buried alive?'
"Oh, it is lovely here!" Denise cried
with those little gesticulations she hat
learned in childhood from the Frencl
mother whose name she bore. "It il
lovely'
81 don't think yEu even heard m,
speak of Charles Collingsby,n said Ce
ella, gravely. 81 told you 1 felt sur,
that if we had met at Newport he would
have offered"
SIS it such a pleasure to refuse menY
said Denise, with a little shrug.
Eyes, replied Cecilia, scornfully 90
course you know nothing about it, bu
it is very great triumph However,
should not have refused Charles Ceilings
by, being in full possession Of my senses.
"Oh! but you would never have mar
ried him?" gasped Denise, "a man O
that character, who drinks so much, VIII
is talked Of with married ladies, who is
brute III his manners. Yes, brute. Ce
ella Do you remember how he steppe,
on other peoples toes and elbowed them
to get near that opera singer with tn
disgracefully low dressI How he sal
,,,,o ol,,,1 l., clio oa,.s gNHTl,a,, ,-;,,a -,
seat to any one it's a pretty girl, not a
old married womanY Oh, he is horrible
l think, l should not mind your sayin
no to him, but you'd never
ooh, I'd never, Knocked Cecilia "Yo
are angry because he said you were a
ugly as a frog one day"
Il confess it, said Denise, @Ihe ide
of man letting a girl hear him 81
that! And he wanted me to hear,
''You see you played third party to
much, said Cecilia, laughing.
"You made me, said Demise. 81 a
ways wanted to go away when he cam
near us, but you said"--
''Yes," said Cecilia. cat that time
had my eye ON that handsome Englsl
man, and was anxious TO be awful
proper But the Englishman did nC
want an American wife, and Charl,
Collngsby has three millions of none.
and they are at the top of the ladder
his falnily-and | could do as | please,
He's not strMtlaced, and he told Mr.
z Fox that / was stunning Oh, shoul
have played my cards well this summe
Papa must be in difficulties to be
mean ms he has been lately, and I'd hay
heen Mrs. Collingsby next winter, an
, here am among the pigs and the boor
not creature TO speak tor and 81
'r lapsed into silence,
NJ Shortly the hotel was reached. Deni
" arose and jumped lightly to the pore
h and as they stood waiting for the
M satchels and parcel Denise carried the
saw a figure rise from the back of Il
wagon, shake itself free of fragments
straw, make an agile spring forward al
vanish in the interior of the hotel.
was a fine figure-that of young ma
His hat was pulled over his eyes Al
= yhey did not see his face.
.;Some one there and we We're talki
so freely said Denise in whisper
"Of what account is country booI
said Cecilia. Besides, he must ha
been asleep"
, 1t was some consolation TO Cecilia
find that there We're a number Of men
the little hotel, and that some Of the
We're young. When the fishing al
na shooting, which brought them to t
~ ~ place did not take them out of reach 5
y hiried with them TO her hearts delight
Melodies. Az sue often said 10 peni'