Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-03-26

Walton for a long time before Madame
De kernion could make mp her mind to
consent to Gabrielle seeking outside
employment To work at home would
be Wen enough. for the girl would not
/ be exposed to the contamination OF
| coarse associates: but such work could
not be found, and poverty is a per
| emptory master, who does not ALWAYS
| leave it to one to decide where he shall
make his bread, but pushes him into
| strange byways to seek it
| The girl herself, knowing nothing OF
| the lost wealth and grandeur that her
mother ]amented, was fairly content
with her humble lot Her ancestors
| had transmitted to her certain state
illness of figure and manner. but she
/ was at heart supplemented girl.
/ doing her work conscientiously, and
with no higher ambition than to excel
/ in it
| There were changes even in her mo-
notonous life. From Monday morning
until Saturday evening she was Gabri-
ellie, a hard-worked girl. whom madame
| scolded and Miss Ston worried and the
customers ordered to do this or that to
pull to pieces or to construct, with a
| complete disregard of the possibility
that fingers which were flesh and blood
| like their own might grow weary
| But on Sundays behold her Mile.
| De kernion. clad in her best, walking
gracefully to church with her mother,
and exchanging mods. smiles and cour-
teous greetings with the creole aristoc'
racy of the .-Old Quarter Most OF
her friends were as poor as she, but
no poverty nor humble toll could i'm
pair the refinement of manner and
courtly address which they had inherit
ed, with their names. from their French
| ancestors.
Gabrielle cared nothing for past
grandeurs and aristocratic ancestry,
but she would have liked money enough
to dress prettily. She had excellent
taste, and that taste was affronted by
her threadbare dresses and well-worn
gloves and shoes.
''Ah.' she said to herself. as she
gazed at the famous spring hat Il can
make one just like that. There is
mammals old point lace scarf which she
gave me. No old lace is handsomer
than that 1t is ragged. but can get
out more than enough for hat l
have a piece of green satin just that
shade, and Christine Beaupre will
make me a spray of lilacs- You can
hardly tell her flowers from those ex-
pensive French flowers. Oh, / will
have a hat as pretty as Mile. Rose
Lambert's: but she will never know.
and madame will never know, and it
will be as becoming to me as to Ia petite
Lam BERT
She smiled at herself in the mirror
opposite. No doubt Gabrielle was vain,
and knew quite well that she was
pretty. She made pretexts to examine
the hat in order to initiate it exactly.
and when Miss Lambert, summoned by
madame, arrived. Gabrielle, to her
great delight. was selected to try it on
and make alterations, if any were
needed OF course Miss Lambert
bought the hat When did the astute
Madame Louise fail in disposing of her
CONNECTIONS according to her plans?
There was a slight alteration to be
made in some of the loopings, which
was intrusted to Gabrielle's deft
fingers
BE sure. madame, to send it to me
Saturday" Miss Lambert said as she
was leaving. Don't allow your press
of work to crowd my hat out Of your
mind
But certainly not.'' madame
screamed, gesticulating a vehement
denial. ITO forget. All. dat would be
impossible, Mees Rose, you viii sharm
all eyes on Easter day, and if re young
demoiselles would give one tousand dol
10, l.a-- hot To
in re city 1t is unique. sharming, as
it is re most sharn1ing young lady in re
city who viii lend grace TO it,
Miss Lambert smiled and bowed to
the compliment 1t was really pleasant
to her to know that she was the owner
Of something not attainable by her
thousand and one dear friends.
Gabrielle hurried home that night
and was soon deep in lace and satin
Her friend Christine happened to have
on hand a spray Of lilacs similar to the
flowers in the Paris hat, and for a small
sum Gabrielle secured it 1t was mid
night before she completed her task,
and then she laughed with delight as
she placed on her pretty yellow hair
hat so like its model they could hardly
have been known apart.
1T is a good thing Miss Rose does
not come to St Anne's chapel and that
madame does not set foot in the French
quarter" she laughed, merrily- Miss
Rose would burst with rage to see her
forty-dollar hat on the head of Mime
Louise's workwoman- Why. it is pref
tier than hers
On Saturday there was such rush of
custom at Nine. Louise's that Gabriel
did not have time even TO get her din
ner About noon Miss Stol had been
taken Ill and was obliged to go home.
It was very unfortunate, for ii threw
a heavier burden of duty upon the rest
who were already greatly overworked-
During the rest of the day the shop was
in great confusion
"TEens'" cried madame, in good
French. just as the shop was to be
closed, and she clapped her hands to
her forehead as if TO restrain from wan
dering the few ideas her head still con-
tanned; Il believe l have lost my mind
in all this uproar- Here is Mime. Ernest
Lauve's bonnet. and she lives in the
French ouarJer-miles from here!
Gabrielle, il is near the Rue D..
where you live. Take the bonnet to