The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-04-26

Just twenty, SAID Eugenle
Sand I am past thiwty, said Maisie.
81 am never ashamed Of my age. have
gweat good sense. am pwoud of that.
Oh, do you welnember Fourth of July
and the procession"
ssAnd you, . said Eugene.
at is easy to wemember me, laughed
| Maisie, 81 am SO vewy small, SO pecul-
iarly small. 1 know am not handsome
with my fguah. but if one cannot be
beautiful one can be sensible and show
taste in dwess. That have, am aware,
remarkable taste in dwess, and make
1 all my things myself =
SIS it possibley' said Eugene, in order
to say something.
ssYou are SURPRISED, but no one can
believe it. My bonnets stwike strangers
as imported" said Maisie, waving her
hand toward her miraculous head gear.
'.And you are not nawied yet7'
Eugene shook her head.
'sYou have years before you and hosts
( of admiwas, no Doubt" said Maisie;
ssbut thought should be spinstwa
befowa my sweetheart was intwoduced
to me"
ssAhf'' cried Eugenie. $50 you con-
fess You have sweetheart
Eyes, indeed; am pwoud of him, !"
said Maisie. .sOh, l have been vewy
fawtunate. am living with Mrs. Bum
ny. She has adopted me as daughtaw,
and nowI have everything / can dweam
of, and also my handsome Woy. You
must come and see Mrs. Bunny--it is
the same old house.
See, it is cleawing off just as wapid-
ly as it olouded over. Come, Miss Eu-
genie, / cannot take no, or anothaw
time" Eugene had uttered an excuse.)
Now, or Mrs Bunny nevah will forgive
me-"
And she seized Eugene by the arm
and hurried her away.
Before she knew it the young must
clan was ascending thestepsof the house
in Bond street, had entered the great
drawing room and saw Mrs. Bunny rise
and come Forward as she had on that
Fourth of July ten years ago, Mrs.
Bunny not one whit altered.
ut is Miss Eugeniei" said Maisie.
Mamma BUNNY, think of that. was
blown into her arms. She saved my
life. Is it not lovely? | am going to
make myself tidy. You will have q
thousand things to say.r
Miss Eugeniel" cried Mrs. Bunny.
cart alivel I'm as pleased as Punchl
Come kiss me, love, and tell me w'erever
you've been this long while. 'Ow tall
you are. You were lovely little girl,
and you've grown very fine woman. a
very fine woman indeed"
Eugene said few words in explana-
ton of her long absence from New York
and was rejoiced TO find Mrs. Bunny 50
friendly.
Who does not like to be pleasantly re
memberedf
''You must stay and ave cup Of tea.
Mr.. Bunny will be in for is at 8 o'clock
said Mrs. Bunny. ssThere's the kettle,
you see, in it's cozy, and you need it after
your cold walk You see we stick to
the old house. We like. it and we've no
young people to worry about being fash
ionable, That is, we've no daughters
and no sons. but as Maisie told you that
we've taken 'er IN place Of daughter Of
and she's sewed and embroidered for me
for years, and she's SO lively she lights
up 'ouse, and such tasty little body;
and one day l said to Mr.. Bunny There's
Maisie never 'ad 'ome or parents to
know them, for she was left in basket
at an ospital door, and she's comfort
to me, and why not make daughter
of Ter?
s.Just as you like q said, SO sent
for 'er."
"You are always SO good, Mrs. Bunny"
said Eugenie.
II enjoy 'aving 'er, said Mrs Bunny.
"Shes Just like a daughter, an6 does
everything one would do. Since she
came Pm deal more fashionable as to
caps. Perhaps you've noticed this one:"
And she arose and turned around, dis
playing structure of black lace and
cherries which she wore above her well
curied false front. Sand I've one with
peoples and white net, and one for spring,
with buttercups and daisies and real
Valenciennes In fact I've six beauties,
and I used to think two at time plenty,
but Maisie is all for fixing me up, daugh-
terlike, and Mr.. Bunny ad1nires them,
so why not? You'll be surprised that
Maisie is likely TO be married. Oh, don't
say no. Truth is truth Poor Maisie is
thirty and over, and with 'er figure, poor
thing, time tells, but she's very 'appy."
Then Mrs. Bunny nodded knowingly,
looked over her shoulder and lowered
her voice.
''Maisie," she whispered, "'es a very
'andsome sweetheart, plain as she is.
and it's our dom, Mr.. Bunny's and
mine. Mr.. Bunny, to be sure, would
never ave thought of it admit put it
into is ed, but after that e was with
me, art and soul. And I'm proud of it,
for though it's easy enough to marry off
a pretty girl, it's no light task to settle a
woman with figure like Maigie's. I've
done mothers part by Maisie, the poor
| girl aving none of 'er own to 'elp 'er."
II should think any one would like
Maisie," Eugenie said.
sNOh, like, of course" said Mrs. Bum
ny. "But sweetheart is different
story. They're greatly taken by beauty,
men are, and Of that Maisie as none, of
course; but I'll tell you the way of it,