St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-01-02

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how happy | am. That is, only if you
are going, too. My darling Magda.
don't stop a moment to pray and plead
until your parents grant their permits
sion promise me! As soon as you have
It, write at once to your META"
my Dear Meta: can only write you
few hasty lines. There is nothing
definite yet to tell. but l have confided
all to mother, and she has promised to
plead my case with papa. You know
ne is averse to balls and parties, like
all men of learning. Oh. if he would
only let me go this time! dare not
think of all the delights in store for me
at this, my first ball. With many
kisses, your MAGDA."
''All's well, so long as your mother is
your advocate, you know; your father
cannot refuse her anything. Dearest
Magda, | am to have the loveliest ball
toilette, a very dream of gown. R
is to make it: you know, of course, how
elegant his costumes are. Mamma has
decided about everything. A jupe of
pink peau de sole, embroidered with
dainty bouquets de rose, surplice of
pink gauZe. with tiny rosebuds Nesting
in its folds, around the decollete neck !;
an entree of pink plush, bordered with
angona fur-heavenly, isn't 1t, Magda?
And | am to find this lovely toilette, all
ready and finished, under the Christmas
tree. Write to ME SoOn, how everything
IS with you. Your META"
Pm going, Meta, I'm going! If you
were only here, l could hug you to
death with joy. At first papa would
not hear to anything of the kind. "A
ball-certainly not. She is much too
young said he. Dear husband. she
will be eighteen next summer pleaded
mother. Eighteen, eh? Il don't
believe, dear Meta. that papa
really knows how old his children
are.l And while the girl is thinking of
all this frlvolity she'll forget all about
her domestic duties.' No. no, dear
papa now calculated. Il promise you
that mamma shall be satisfied with me-
i have certainly been that with our
daughter my mother asserted in her
kindly manner. 'Magda is beginning to
be a very sensible.girl.' Haven't seen
much of it, however, l wouldn't let
papa finish his sentence, but clasped
my arms around his neck. Then may
blunderbus?' snarled papa, submitting
to my fond caresses in spite of it. Sud
denly he looked uneasily toward
mother. You certainly do not expect
me to go with you, do you2' With
gentle mo, no. mother auieted his
fears. II shall go alone with Mazda,
for we will find many families there of
our circle of friends, whom we can join.'
Papa breathed sigh of relief. well.
then you had better arrange the rest be-
tween yOuaselveSH
land so it is a fact. Meta, l am to go
to the ball-my first ball. l shall, of
course, not have so costly toilet as
yours, only simple, white null gown,
which am to help make up,but don't
care about that. You shall see how
pretty can make it look. Alden for
to-day. Your Mazda"
up. S.-Do you know who of our &C.
quaintances will be there? If only
knew, lt-if-"
''Why didn't you finish the sentence
so eieverly begun, you little hyp0crite?
DO you mean our friends i'm general, or
a very certain friend in particular.
about whose coming you are Interested?
But am merciful and will tell you that
he is really coming. Papa met him and
he has promised. Lest you should
not know who the party is designated
by the little pronoun 'he,' let me en-
tighten you by saying that it refers to
certain DR.. Phil Aiming, and it is whiS-
pered about that he has for some time
exhibited great interest for the daugh-
ter of a certain professor, who may be
no stranger to you. 1t is quite re-
markable fact that he too. inquired who
was to attend the ball. He seemed just
a little bit put out when he heard you
were going. Dear Magda, won't it be
II am already engaged for the first
waltz. Can you guess to whom? 10
day the gentlemen on the committee
purchased the cotillion favors and there
are some charming trinkets among
them. There are also some new figures
"a fan figure, a butterfly figure. Won
derful, l tell you! The entire arrange
ment is secret, however, and mustn't
betray it all. Your META"
Tomorrow is Christmas! | am SO
busy that don't know where to begin,
but cannot refrain from sending you
few lines. Let me congratulate you on
your waltz engagement. What you
write about DR.. Armsing is all nom
he has more important things to
do than to bother about SO insignificant
a thing as myself. During the holidays
/ shall come to see you and all your
lovely presents. Are yen sure, Meta,
that he will really be there? Your
"MAGDA."
Christmas eve had come. Her charm
ing, youthful face beaming with joy,
Magda stood before the Christmas table
enjoying her treasures, the fine, soft
null. the delicate sprays of forget-me-
nots for her silkeu curls, the fine satin
slippers. the handsome fan, the
JOr1 10 tho nQarl
necklace which her mother had
worn in her girlhood days and
saved. for her favorite daughteI-It
was all so lovely and beautiful that she
could not stop gazing in wonder at the
splendor spread out before her, and
fitted back and forth between her
father and mother to thank them over
and over again for the generous gifts.
1t was rather a pleasure than other
wise not to find her ball toilet finished
and ready, like Meta, for there was
much to study and think and dream
about, while the busy needle passed
back and forth through the soft folds
A quiet, happy smile spread over her
girliSn countenance, while she sat bend
ing over the work which the seamstreSs
had confded to her nimble fingers, and
they seemed to keep time with the joy
GUS IlBHG VI ItI tlOuSAISs WILL iCl
mother, watching the hasty zeal of her
exclaimed anXiously: "Child,
how warm you are! Rest little now;
your face is all aglow."
And the great day came at last. In
the little spare room, which for to-day
had been turned over to Magda as a
dressing room, her toilet was spread out
piece 10y piece. The younger children
gathered around their sister in digni fed
silence, the fourteen-year-old Charley
and The little Elizabeth, whose excl ted,
childish face seemed constantly to say:
Newer mind, my time will come. too"
At dinner, which was served earlier
than usual on that day, the mother
10 oked little, pale and worn. You
have worked too hard. wife," the father
said anxiously. II hope Magda Will be
able to dress without your help ''fll
only arrange her hair" "Oh, no, dear
mother. / can do it very well mvseif,"
G 1ied Magda, quickly. "Come, lie on
th e lounge and rest, and after while
Hannah can help you dress. I'll need
no one but Elizabeth, and you shall see
ho W nicely get along.