The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-08-19
ISABEI L;
Frorn Shop to Mansion.
rhe Romantic Story Of a Dress
ss Makers Rise in Life. =
i BY MRS. 2. M. RoWARo:
rCopyri1hte6, 1889.


sought for Isabel. "My dear, dear wife, ne
whispered, fondly, as he pressed her hand.
"And this is Miss Lott!e, Of whom have
heard so much. =" and he took the little In
vaid's slender hand in his strong clasp.
has the journey fatigued you much?"
ssShe has borne it wonderfully" said Isa-
bel, answering for her.
AS soon as the invalid was sufficiently
rested from the journey DR.. Conroy was
called. He was comparatively young
physician, but he had made a specially OF
this class of diseases, and had already per-
formed some remarkable cures in the
CITY, and Mr.. Falconer had great faith IN
MS skill.
After an examination of the limb, and
careful inquiry into the cause and progress
of the disease, he, to Isabers great delight,
gave most favorable opinion, IN case his
directions were implicitly followed.
ssBut, Miss Ford, you will have to do
great deal of resting" he said, with glance
of authority from under his shaggy eye
brows. IF you heat your blood and lrri-
tate the sore by over-exercise can not an
swer for the consequences"
He had great black eyes and heavy eye
brows, and might have passed for pirate
IL Ills SuAC tlcu uOS VIVA ~ SASN~N0~--
kindly, lighting up his whole1a and or1ng
ing out two good-natured dimples; he had
an odd habit Of running his fingers up
through his hair when he was in any way
perp!exed or annoyed, leaving his rather
stubby black locks sticking up straight like
porcupine Quills.l
Indeed, DR.. Conroy," said Isabel, Il
shall be only too willing to see that your
directions are carried out, for really her
ambition is really reprehensible."
''Then appoint you guardian TO see tna1
I am ooeyed," giving minute directions Tor
treatment.
There was sound of hammering and
mysterious going on in the room adjoining
the home room for DAY or two, and tnen
Isabel and Mr.. Falconer assisted Lottle up
the stairs and ushered her into it, with the
information that it was hers.
Isabel had followed her idea OF her
friends character in its furnishings. White
and blue were the predominating tints, ana
purity itself was personihed; deep-cush
ioned lounge, a large invalid S wheel cnair,
bright, cheerful pictures, books, and every
where delicate white laces and azure no
bons wherever they could be used.
In an airy alcovea dainty bed was made
up, and curtained off with lace, and at Its
head, in easy reach Of her hand, a little
cabinet in which her medicines and lotions
were kept.
ssNow, my dear little invalid said Isabel,
sslet me see how you look in your chair"
"Oh, Isabel!' was all surprised Lottle
could say, as she sank down into the soft
cushions of her chair
"You see we were selfish in doing this"
said Isabel, speaking rapidly so that Lottie
could have no opportunity for formal
thanks, and indeed there was no need, for
the eloquent face told all that the lips would
have spoken, ..for we wished you to spend
your evenings with US in our room, and we
can wheel you back and forth when you are
not able to walk, you see."
ssIt is so lovely,'' said Lottle, looking ct
Mr. Falconer with grateful eyes. y Won
DER" she added, reaectively, ''if it is more
blessed to give than to received"
sit is very pleasant to give, assure you,"
he replied, answering her look with smile.
81 don't imagine that man who hid his talent
in napkin to have been very happy man,
do you, Miss FordE'
Mr.. Falconer had received Isabel's COM
munication in regard to her birth with
pleased surprise, and had heartily approved
Of all she had done for Mrs. Harmon; he
had never been what is termed benevolent
man, yet it was not from a lack OF heart,
and when Isabel showed disposition to be
unsel6sh and helpful to others he fell in
line heartily and cheerfully.
The first Mrs Falconer had been a quiet
little woman who did not allow her right
hand to know what her left hand did, and
having fortune of her own, she dispensed
her charities silently, and Mr.. Falconer had
no opportunity Of entering into them, but
Isabel, who had never been accustomed to
the Iarish use Of money, could not use his
purse for the benefit Of others, however
freely offered, without his knowledge and
cooperation, and so with her his benevo-
lent instincts were brought out and cUlti-
yate6 to their mutual profit and pleasure.
Mrs Colonel De Long and Mrs. Dwight
continued to be IsabeNs most intimate
friends, though she had now many callers
and passing acouaiutances, and these ladies'
took up Lottie and made q great deal Of the
patient little girl, bringing her fruits, fow-
ers and books lavishly.
lido wish" said Mrs. Dwight one day
as she sat on the lounge in Lottie's room,
''that knew of some one whom I could get
to crochet me one Of those delicate shawls
which are being worn so much"
"Let me do it, Mrs. Dwight" said Lottie,
eagerly "Time hangs heavy on my hands,
and would be so glad to have something
with which to busy myself"
1.-THE very thing" answered Mrs. Dwight;
:.and can assure you, Miss Ford, that If
YOU can do such work you will find plenty
OF it, for we unfortunate ladies, who are
martyrs to society, have very little time for
fancy work"
ssLottie will be only too happy, am sure
said Isabel, "for she is such an alarmingly
industrious person that she is positively
miserable unless her hands are busy" She
well knew this opportunity Of earning
woald do much toward making Lottic con-
tented and cheerful. 1t was happy sug-
gestior, and the ladies kept her busy from
that time, and Lottie was perfectly happy
as her nimble fingers wrought dainty, bead
tiful things with the ivory hook and soft
woods, and better still, her plaintively lean
pocket-book began to grow plump and round
with the results Of her labor.
"If 1 can only buy mother nice blacE
dress for Christmas, and father the large
print Bible he has needed so long, shall
be so happy" said Lottie.
The fever sore was slowly yielding to DR..
Conroy's slSillful treatment and Lottle couIo
walk much more easily than at first.
lido believe that DR.. Conroy is beginning
TO take more than professional interest In
Lottie,'' said Isabel one day, as she and MIR.
Falconer were driving in the park.
s'Wouldn't it be perfectly lovely if-!" and
she looked up at him with a knowing smile.
cam I to discover another unexpected
talent in my wife?' he said, laugningly,
as he looked down at her face, "the talent
of match makings'
81 think not" she replied; 'there are
some matches which make themselves"
''Like ours, for instance"