The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1891-02-20
LUCY'S POCKET.
What Its Contents Disclosed, and
the Vow She Made.

''Now, Lucy" almOnished a sweet
faced woman. sitting idly by the win
dow and watching her daughter as she
put the finishing touches to Z most be
witcLing toilet, Il trust you VIII give
heed TO my counsel, and not excite ieal-
ousy in the hearts OF your companions
to-day. Be circUmspect; and don't,
pray, give any encouragement to Bob
Lester, unless you mean to marry him.
Your flirting proclivities, 7 ara sorry to
say, are alarmingly developed.
wish"
Yes, yes, mamma, broke in the girl,
impGtiently, adjusting the rose-coIorcd
knot Of ribbon more satisfactorily at her
white throat; i know what you wish, 50
don't draw such q dcspairlng breath, for
l promise III attend 10 your advice and
behave as circumspectly as ever Rose
Martin, the ugliest girl in Eoscdale.
could do. You needn't apprehcla any
thing unpleasant Idislilse Bob Lester
intensely, and l only conscnrcJ 10 ac-
company him TO the picnic because he
IS the son Of the richest man IN tho
towE-or county, too, Tor taat matter.
Besides, have = pcnciGut for
She paused abruptly, with the name
Of some one warm upon her lips. and q
blush mantlcd her piquaut blonde face.
She was lovely girl, slender. petite
and graceful as one Of the syeot-bricr
branches that clambcred over the gar-
den wall. She had mischievous gray
Dyes, = upcrabuH-ance of re3--oId hair.
allowed 20 ell fH .-sn massive stra0ds
to-day, 4 rosebud OF . mouth, and @.
scunningest hands and feet imaginable.
As her mother regarded her iutently.
she hit herlip and turned aside, as if in
quest Of something.
What arc you searching FOR now.
Luc-?' inquired Mrs. Sherwood. Your
toilet seems complete"
Not quite, mamma; you forget my
charming pocket All tha girls vii
wear one today. We are TO bring Hc-.5.
our trophies ia It, you know
Nonsense, Lucy, ] would not wear
1t If ! we're you. II j. absurd f,r O. young
lady 10 have one Of those useless ap-
pendages dangling her side"
But Lucy Persistently shool. her head.
sorry, but l really can't relinuuish
the charming accessory TO my toilet,
maEE-- Why, il is out OF the question
altogether. Each Of the girls is 10 wear
one, tell you
Mrs. Sherwood said no more. and
Lucy began to fasten her pocket by its
tasseled cord 10 the roso-colored belt II
her waist
just now the girls Of Rosedale had =
mania for wearing pockets Of the most
ianc-lul description, not 10 deposit any
thing therein, but merely as matter Of
show. Lucy's was heart-shaped. Of
wiAe-hued velvet and artisticallv
adorned with gold cord. lying against
the soft background Of her dress. il had
a very pretty effect, and Lucy regarded |
II admiringly as she turned away from
the long mirror.
AT this juncture a man reined in two
spirited black stced5 IN front OF Tho
Naples as Widow Sherwood cozv
place was appropriately called.
There Is Mr.. Lester now. mamma -
cried Lucy who was slyly pooping at
the snowy turnout from behind the
lace drapery at the window. .hIv,
won't l be the envy OF every girl at the
picnic? What lovely horses! Their
talIs nearly sweep the ground, and lust
look at tho siiver-plated harnessl Dear
me! If Bob Lester didn't have such
hery-red. hair and was a bit more pol-
lshed, and Yes, yos, mamma, am
ready, and viii not keep my cavalier
waiting There goes Jane with the big
frosted cake and the basket Of sand
wlches- Oh, l anticipate a splendid
time!"
And putting on her wide gypsy. tho
girl tripped merrily down the stems.
was assisted into the carriage by kIr.
Lester, and away they sped in the di-
recTon OF the pine woods, some two or
three miles away.
BOD Lester. man of twentv-eirbt.
compactly built with flaming red hair
and beard, did his best to make himself
agreeable. Lucy laughed at his rougb
and flashed back witty renar-
tees; but all the while she was wonder.
ing what girl had been brought there bv
hoss h44de-a strikingly Intelligent
out rather impecunious young LAWYER
whose offer TO escort her to the picnic
ouo OF caprice or desire, perhaps, TO
rejected.
The pine woods were alive with hap
py people when Bob and Lucy arrived; !
: ucn nefriment was going on. and a
ant air.
Lucy closely scanned the motley
'rowd- There, underneath one of the
nlilion-hngered pines, she beheld the
nan who had solicited the favor Of be-
ng her escort assiduously paying his
ier0TS to gazelle-eyed brunette in a
ostume of crimson and gold. Yes, she
night have known he would bring
squire Rogers daughter. He would be
ure to be entangled in the meshes Of
he web she was weaving TO insnare
I'm. and propose, for her father was a