The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1890-06-28
"Goosey," cried NoTine, a.

OCS~Nrt NAA~Na -'~'A-A~)
you sCbblng about!'
ooh, it was too cruel" faltered
Hyacinth. you might at least have
offered her cup Of your chocolate,
Norinel"
Nonsense" said Norine. "The
woman has got to be taught to know
her place! Let her go to work.
"But she never was brought up to do
anything. She was rich when Uncle
Mark Antony married her." pleaded
Hyacinth.
"Sle might have had few thousand
dollars-nothing TO what Prudential
Goldiland would have inherited; but it
is no fault of ours that Mark Antony
gambled them all away. Her mother
should have brought her up diff
ferently.."
Mamma, it's just the way you have
educated Norine. She can't even sew
on her own shoe buttons.' protested
truthful Hyacinth.
allow dare you argue with me, you
impertinent MINK" retorted Mrs.
Melthorpe, putting down the Dresden
statue:tc and giving Hyacinth smart
box on the ear Go down stairs and
help Budget, a. once; and don't you
ever dare again to dictate to me"'
So the packing went on-for although
Mrs. Melthorpe had only written to her
wealthy brother -in-la that she would
spend a few weeks at Harper Castle,
with his permission, as dear Norine's
health was delicate. and Hyacinth,
sweet child, was growinga great deal
too fast, still she had made up her
mind TO remain there permanently,
when once she had obtained footing.
"And l wonder" thought indignant
Hyacinth, ''what mamma calls that but
pushing"
The Melthorpes went down by train
tie next week but one, leaving the
packing boxes on storage, and taking
only nine trunks. For Harper Castle
was not many miles from Saratoga. and
Mrs. Me!thorpe intended that "dear
Norine" should have the benefit of the
fashionable season.
"Albert Harper is as rich as Cresus."
thought the maaGuvering mother, land
there's no reason that some of the
money shouldn't be spent on his
nieces!'
She had not seen much of the Har.
pers Of Hlrper Castle, of late years be-
cause there had bsea no very particular
warmth of affection between herself and
her sister. eff l had supposed" rea.
soned Mrs. Melthorpe. 'rhat Artemis
was going to marry rich. 1 should have
treated her very diff.reatly those years
that she lived at home with me. But
Melthorpe said there was no reason she
shouldn't earn her living. and save Us
the extra expense Of lady's maid
and, of course, all that is a bygone
now, and if we play our cards wei, we
can have home at Harper Castle for
the rest of our lives!'
The elegant open landau with its
deep bay horses gllttering with gold
plated harness, and its two coachm N
in black livery, was waiting at the sta
ton. Norine entered it, more like
roya, Juno THAI ever. Mrs. Methorpe
hustled after her, and Hyacinth seated
herself timidly at the back of the car
rage.
This is something like" said Norine,
languidly exul5ant. Mamma, we'v
been grubs all our lives. now we are
commencing to be butterflies. linus:
say, like to feel my wings"
AM Hyacinth was silent.
Colonel Harper met them at the door
a superb archei portal beneath row
of CorinthIaa columns. He was hand
some, m;dlle-aged gentleman, his hair
just sprinkled with gray, his keen. dark
eyes sparkling through Eyeglasses.
Norine kissed him effu,ively. Mrs.
Melihorpe squeeze his hand. Hyacinth
shrank back, scarcely daring to appro-
pirate any of the welcome to herself.
pray walk in" said the Colonel. 81