Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1890-04-09
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"@ ~"iAoO VI IN It's gay circles out the
young and lovely bride, Mrs. Dali
ymPle' Peers were going mad for her
smiles; peeresses condescended to court
them; commoners and commonesses.
who could not get near, affected to hold
themselves Indifferent, but they scarce
~ made concealment of the fact that
the grapes were sour. Panics do some
tunes come over the fashionable world
OF this great metropolis; now it is .
rage for speculation, like that railway
mama, which once turned peoples
sober senses upside down; now it is the
new and very ugly signora, who is ruiz
ing the boards and the boxes at Her
Majesty's Theater; now it is an insane
sympathy - insane in the working
with all the black Uncles and Aunt
Toms in the other hemisphere; but at
the time of which we are writing, it
was the admiration of one of them
selves, woman. the beautiful Mrs.
Dalrymple.
She was charming; not because
fashion said it. but that she really was.
Naturally fascinating in person, the
homage she received in the gay world
"A new world to her-rendered her
manners fresistibly so. Some good
wives, staid and plain, who had never
been guilty of counting look in their
lives, and prided themselves on it,
avowed privately to their lords that she
laid herself out for admiration, and
was compound of vanity and danger;
and the lords nodded a grave approval,
and. the moment they could get out of
sight went tearing in the wake after
Mrs. Dalrymple.
A stylish vehicle, something between
a break and dandy-horse, with two
stylish men in it, especially in the ex-
tent OF their mustaches, was driving
down Regent street. He who held the
reins, Captain Stanley, was attending
far more to some object at a distance
than to his horse; his head was raised
perpendicularly, as if an iron poker
had been thrust down his throat, and
his eyes were intently fixed far before
him. A street cab whirled suddenly
round the corner of Argyle place; Cap
tain Stanley was too absorbed to avoid
1t, and the two came in contact.
No damage was DONE. All that came
of it was a wordy war; for the cab
mans abuse was unlimited, and Cap
tain Stanley given to angry explosions
he concluded by promising summons
for insolence, and then urged on his
horse again.
"Is that the way you generally
drive IN Londonp' quietly asked his
| companion.
AN insolent reptile! He shall smart
for it. ri have him before the magis-
trate at Marlborough street."
Don't call me as a witness, then. 1t
was. your fault. You got into the fell
lows way"
Il didn't get into his way"
"At any rate you didn't get out of it,
TO
ask If that is your usual mode of driv-
ingp'
"What if it isp'
Its careless one. The next time
you offer me a seat, Stanley, shall
propose to take the reins''
II thought saw her carriage before
u.s." exclaimed Captain Stanley, in
more conciliatory tone, for he was be-
ginning to recover his good humor.
1T made me oblivious to every thing
else, Winchester.
"Who is 'her'?" demanded Lord
| Winchester.
1.-THE loveliest woman, Winchester!
can tell you you have got treat in
store; you'll say it when you get intro
duced to her. You have lost some
thing by stopping abroad. l couldn't
exist" added the Captain. twirling his
mustache, ''without a daily sight of
that angel
The viscount yawned. He knew. of
old. Captain SANKEY'S propensity to go
into them himself upon occasion.
ferently, by way of saying something.
mo such luck. She's married.
"Ohr'
by Jove! here she comes! She has
turned back again. The green car
riage and dark livery. knew saw it.
Isn't She"
Take care of your horse" inter-
rupted Lord Winchester; there's an
other cab"
"Shoot the horse! Look at her."
An open barouche was approaching.
| One lady sat inside it. Lord Winches-
ter caught sight of an exquisite toilette,
and then, the point-lace parasol being
removed, of an exquisite face. A
young face, looking younger. perhaps,
than it really was; clearly cut. delicate
features; cheeks of a rich damask;
brown, glossy hair; and soft, dark eyes
of exceeding brightness.
"There's picture for your' muir
INJURED the enamored Captain Stanley.
letting his horse go as it would-to
spin II IL ukeO; ANA inc lace Is nOGn-
ing to when you come to talk to her.
She has sent half London wild"
OFF went his hat, for the bright eyes
were smiling, and the fair head bowling
to him. But off went Lord Winches-
ter's also, for brighter smile and
more familiar recognition-which
seemed to have in it somewhat of sur
prise-greeted him.
"Halloa, Winchester! I say, that's
too .bad!" cried Captain Stanley, when
they had passed. "You know herr"
''Before I knew you. she's Selma
Dalrymple."
"Selina; yes, that is her Christian
name; saw it ono day ON her hand
kerchief. Whers was the pun of your
making such a mystery over itP Why