Passaic City record., 1891-01-01
MADELINE'S MISTAKE.
By HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES.
All the Dorchester family had come to
the conclusion, separately and collect
lively, that Bess looked like princess in
her white dress with the straight, cling
ing folds, the V neck, and the knot of
roses at the corsage that looked SO ex-
actly like real buds and leaves.
Bess was very pretty, too-one of
those warm m-complexioned blondes, with
reddish hazel eyes, hair lighted up with
chestnut CLEANS, and pearly teeth who
remind one of Titian's studies and old
Peter Paul Rubens in his happie It
moods.
ooh, Bess," cried Honora, ssdo wear
your hair in low coil at the nape of
your neck, with just few cunning little
rings escaping"
Nonsense said Eudora. ssDo it in
fluffy mass at the top of your head, with
an amber dagger or rope of Roman
pearls. The Greek knot is all out of
date"
'sWill you hold your tongues, both Of
you9" sharply demanded Bess, stamping
her foot s'Oh, dear, how nervous Il
feel! Madeline, dear, if this first 'eyen-
ing we have ever given should prove a
failure, IL shall commit suicide"
'sIt won't prove failure, said Made
line, the eldest sister of all.
Madeline herself was hopelessly plain.
The hair that in Bess's case was Titan
gold, was in hers dull orange-red. Her
weak, pale eyes were red-lided and
slightly crooked; her nose long and
sharp.
But, nevertheless, Madeline was a
genius in her way. Old Judge Bar
chester never could have tided over the
rough sea of creditors, privations and
trials that beset him had it not been for
Madeline's help.
: ssDon't, fret, papa, said the pale
eyed diplomat. 's1hat idea of yours of
giving up this handsome house is all non
sense. Who cares what the landlord
says2 Let him wait for his rent. It
won't hurt him if he never gets it. Let
the tradespeople rage; they are simply
a,lot of sharks. Here's Bess, a first class
beauty; and if she has fair chance,
she's sure to make the family fortunes.
But what can we any of U.S. do with a
cheap fiat and cold mutton for dinner2
One must have opportunities. Jest let
Bess and me alone, papa, and you shall
see what we can do"
And Judge Barchester, always willing
to leave the problems of life for some
one else to solve, flung the pile of dun
ming letters. into the fire, and buttoning
a costly fur-tIimmed overcoat around
his portly figure, took refuge in the
aristocratic, halls of the club, while
Madeline, like a faded eyed bird Of
prey, fiuttered forth. among milliners,
dressmakers and modistes for the benefit
of Bess, the debutante.
Everything is arranged" said she,
.composedly. 81 ordered the supper oi
Vanesse. bad to pay something on ,oul
back Indebtedness, but took care il
should be as little as possible. Steiner
sends in the flowers. We've never or
dered flowers there before, and the poo
fools are anxious to secure our custom
Mr.. Bapper, the funny man, is to recite
Mrs. VIVIAN engaged him for me. Ano
Misc Ds,e will s;ng q Scotch ballad
There are nlentv Of nicer people thar
Banner ard Monica Dale. but every on,
else wants to be paidin advance"
..Ob Int W. vii, nav them. Made
,;na whom were able nsa;d She. ..W,
don't mean 70 cheat themln
Madeline sneered a cold sneer.,
mnon,t he sillv Bessln said she
urv.rv one in this world Is more or les