Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-04-17

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"Mis' Sally low We like bave 20 self
like Mist Ally an Missy" said Vance,
giving Cecil view of all his ivory.
He spent an hour, later. describing to
the group in the kitchen, who quite for
| got breakfast in their interest, the amaz-
| ing splendors of the guests toilet ar
engagements, his silver backed brushes,
his sponges, his towels, his glass bottles
| 'dat ben cut plum ober lax a waffle.
| So impressed was Vance, indeed, that
| he had fits of abstraction during break
| fast, in which he was lost to all outside
| sounds, gazing ana grinning at Cecil.
Cecil was only conscious that the SER
! vice was very queer, particularly when
| the angry notes of a woman s voice and
the sound of thumps and whacks, fol-
| lowed by stified howls, came in through
| the passageway as soon as Vance re-
| tired.
"Only Aunt Cinda training Vance, -
the colonel observed drily: che was I'M
| commonly inattentive this morning.
| The table, Cecil thought, was on q
| level with the service. He searched his
{ memory of other houses for such cheap
! crockery or for plated silver, yet here
and there, an exquisite cut glass dish
| and one Sevres plate mingled with the
common ware.
"They lost all their silver in the war. -
! sagely concluded Cecil, ''and they
aren It rich enough to buy more. - He
| pitied them, sincerely, if with dash of
| condescension in his pity. Really they
were, on the whole, very well bred peo-
| pie, though-what was it that amusing
Englishman called the funny Western
! congr essman?-provincial Yes, the
Seytons were provincial.
Meanwhile, he politely praised Aunt
Cinda's corn dodgers, eating more than
he wished.
The unconscious colonel smiled on him,
well pleased, and Mrs. SeytOn studied
his face with affectionate eyes, thinking
she is like Tom. wish he hadn' It that
supercilious mouth, like Nellie Hopkins,
but il Is Tom s honest, bright smile. -
The talk, of course, turned on the
news of yesterday. Col. Seyton 8 inves
LEGATIONS only confirmed Aunt Valley 8
tale, except as to Aunt Pearl Hotchkiss,
who was nightly surprised to be told of
her own tragic end. But she had heard
the marauders. They had "swarmed
aouter de woods, shootin' an holler-
in - She reckoned that there were
"nearly baout a hundred;' anyhow,
there were ''fo' ur five, kase de swsg
groun' by de pig pen been all tromped
up. -
None of the victims had been hurt.
But all were scared beyond sensible
speech; and not one of them had patched
together his courage enough to ride TO
''de big house, with the news that
night.
elf ever there was a nuisance, it's
my having to go to Little Rock on the
grand jury to-day said the colonel,
''but you-what's the matter, Vance?"
Vance had folded paper in his hand
and look of solemn Importance on his
apish visege.
"PIease sab, Mist Morgan he got
telegraph from de Ridge by de telephone.
He done writ it aout an sen it hup by
Lish. Hit fo' Mis- Seyton, he say, an
he ticker baout she git it. -
The colonel snatched the paper to read
the dispatch, which he instantly handed
to his wife with loud exclamation.
Cecil admired beauty in woman. His
mother was beautiful woman who con-
sidered herself beautiful one, in which
belief she received plenty of encourage
ment. He had heard discussions of ia
nous beauties looks ever since he was a
little fellow in velvet suit, leaning
against his mother knee and staring at
the fine ladies over the tea tray. He
wondered to himself if mamma would
call cousin Sally handsome. At any rate
she had fine eyes and beautiful, clear
skin, and there was something that won
him, something like the canoes and the
statues, in her broad, low forehead, the
way her hair grew back from her brow
and the marking of her eyebrows. While
he stared flush and pallor swept over
the sweet face.
"Diok, I must go with you!" said
she.
There was an almost imperoeptible in
clination of Col. Seyton g head in Cecil g
direction.
''I shall leave everything with Sally"
said Mrs. Seyton, smiling.
Now for the first time Cecil thought
that she had q beautiful smile.
''I am sure Sally will manage every
thing she said, ''and there s Aunt
Cinda to see they DONE starve and the
house doesn t get afire. Indeed, Dick,
there's no other way, 1 must go with
you.
EGO whereof cried Alan, with blunt
dismay; while Sally olasped her hands
tightly on the table edge, growing paler.
'Your Aunt Ernestine is very sick; she
is afraid she will die, and the doctor has
sent for me.
Sally's eyes grew bigger and her cheeks
grew paler, but Alan did not show much
emotion.
He filled his mouth with wafies before
he Remarked; ooh, Aunt ErnestineI
She's always lowing she's going to die.
She got ali her kin up to Little Rock last
September cause she was going to die,
and she never did die at all. -
"She is very sick woman, the doctor
says, and he asks me to come,' said
Mrs. Seyton, quietly, 81 don't think
my boy would want me to refuse.
Eyes, l would every time, said
Alan, morosely.
81 had depended on you for this other
affair, - Col. Seyton.
lyon will have to do as you suggested
to me this morning, - said Mrs. SeYton.
She suoothed away all objections,
somehow, so quietly that it hardly
seemed that she did it, but rather as if
the DIRECTORS had thought better of their
mind, themselves.
Cecil scarcely realized that she was
going, remembering the confusion of
hurrying servants, the hustle of leave
tax ing which attended his own mothers
departures; until he saw her standing in