The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1891-05-22

morning rehearsal and matinee once
we, k-and IFS such fun. There's one
young u an in the audience who has
thrown n bouquet TO me every night for
eight nights running And there are
suppers and breakfasts, and all that sort
of thing.
lnvoluntarily Barbara drew back.
but. C'ara-is it right to-"
"Rghti Oh, you silly little goose.
why rot? There's Mrs Dowdin. the
bnndma,lers wife. to cIareron us, isn't
there? Aud she's an oil woman of so.
Oh. ;;ss,a.c y.;. It's very select com.
lany idred. S xty dollars a month.
and your IA AIRY raised il you 10 we'll
AID Wien ] heard that there was a
varancv. thought Of you the very first
e. &. knew you had a nice mezzo
s'rauo voice. but rs ! said before. that
don't matter 80 much. as long as you
arr ST. p city. A brunette. tOt--we have
an overiiIs Of blondes already. And
knew, also. that you we're only getting
$l4 Lere with an old martinez for a
commanding officer. Come, am not u
go.d frierd to yuul"
Sill Harbar, looked with questioning
eyes at tie handsOm e, volui'lc girl.
Could it Ike pos, ib;e That this seIf pos.
sessed. beautifully dressed Woman was
Cara Brldeu, her classmate at sch, Vol,
nn only M nth older than her elf?
Sixty dollars! Yes. it was kind OF
Ciara-it would indeed be an outlet Oh
cscHpe fI"m This wretched, grindin
b. n,iage of her daily life Sixty dollars.
with supprrs. bouquets, admiration TN
limited. Barbara drew her breath with
IL gasr. 1t seemed almost too much To-
real q.
Just then Mary. the housemaid, tip
her lips
Miss BIZ; ke." said size. with n sids
long glance of admra ton at the snowy
visi M in her silks, La"gies. and IL, cath
of Roses, "tt.e Oult lidy is ai,hrr
wakiti' W as cross Il. two iciS A !
she sal y"u',rf GOT her m"rrins to &c,
and Hij"U'S cuiir IL too e. t and-th.s
way. IA ~. Ii'a2e, as Clara r. g Ireci.,-
ia 81 It's Us nurh dS me placc ~
worth for Mrs. Dickinson to kno" thai
Mis-" Bake had company unbcknown
heil RIM qnck, pl'az', Miss Dlake--l
can ear her scoiling nUwl'
"N.'ver mimi. deal" encouragingly
whispered Cara. as she rustic, by, leav-
ing am oIor Of rrampgiranni in her
wake; "the odi",is shackt will sOol
drol, off. Send ME a line at once. i.r
Dwdin can't vail"
Mrs. Dickinson had nev"r been 80 ir.
ritable. 80 hard to please, 10 she WAS to.
day. Or, ~ least, 80 it seemed to Bar.
Lara
But there was an cxulta It thrill in the
girls heart
1T need not Ike for long" she tol
herself. Il will write immediately und
accept Cara, kind "if.."
ut nevertheless u certain regretful
feeling kept pulling at her heart stri.Iss.
She remembered how her gentle. soft
voiced mother, in her LIFETIME. had al
ways di>iru,ted Clara Bel.l,.n', assured
manners and dasi,i.Ig ways Sine re.
called to herself that mothers efforts to
the home circle, her constant precepts
against brushing off the soft bloc of
true wo 'anhool. and conscience to i
her 10 rel -ct tho tempting offer
But ! am SO young!" she III aided
with herself. And have seen SO little
of pleasure and variety. am such
drudge! n" one cares for me here; and
perhaps. if I went to the Cecilian, ]
might attract some true heart Even il
Eugene d ckimsom were 10 to see me
dressed as Clara lrcsIes-Isut no! Ru-
gene lever would go to place Ike the
c, c:lan. OF Course it must lie respect.
able, or Clara would not belong to it.
Butch, 10? Eugene would never 70
there.
IL an instant she comprehcnded. She
would lie loweri X herself In her own
estimation by accepting the tempting
bribe. She would I've cutting 10 Sc from
all the traditions Of her youth And
yet
Sic .prang sud 'enly up anil threw
back the masses Of soft, Chestnut brown
hair fro II her forehead ~ it'll both hands.
moi" she uttered aloud--never!"
Almost ut the same moment she heard
Eugene D;ckinson's voice in the next
room, talking to his aunt
ayes. said he quietly. II think you
are right I think she deserves it ut
your hands
"She has worked very hard" said the
old lady. Sic is very patient and sweet
tempered. I've seen tears come into her
eyes. once in - willie. but can't call to
mind that she has ever lost her temper,
or spoken y word Of com laint."
"The patient Griselda?" said Eugene
softly.
Yes. exactly that The patient Girls
ella So l have made up my mini t"
adopt her as my daughter. anl get nome
one else to do the wei k. Well travel and
go everywh here. want her t" see the
wOr d somehow feel CON cence
stricken that a young thing like Ii, bara
sl'ou d have grown up 40 much in the
sl,a.ir.
y don't think. though. slowly added
Eu@enp's gentle. leiureiy voice. that
your plan X quite fea ibhe.
Not f. aside! Why not?"
"Perhaps becauss it conflicts with a
plan IT my own.
"A plan your own7 My dear boy.
do explain"
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