Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1891-06-04
CHAPTER V

An invitation from Madam O'ConnOr,"
says Miss Priscilla, in a pleased tone, glanc-
ing at them all, over the top of her specta-
Giles. She has the card in her hand, and
slowly reads aloud the information printed
upon it, to the effect that Madam O'COnnOr
will be at home ON Friday the 18th, from
four to six o'clock etc.
81 am very glad she has asked Terence
and Monica" says Miss Penelope. ''EX-
cessiyely attentive | call it,"
will YOU go, Aunt Priscilla?" asks MOni-
ca, III a SneaE1y sort of tone. Her young
soul bankers after the world, and will not
be subdued. Upon Miss Priscilla's yes or
mo- she waits with an anxiety thatsurprises
even herself.
"Certainly, my dear" says Miss Blake,
drawing herself up. Il shall feel it my duty
to take you to all such places as VIII enable
you to mix with people in your own rank of
life. | am not one of those who think it
we'll for young girls to lead the life of nuns.
No, indeed"
I qUj,c agree with you, my dear Pris-
ella says Miss Penelope, who is an echo
Of her elder sister Yes, we will rouse
ourselves, and once more seek the world"
But l would not have you make your
selves unhappy" says Monica, falteringly.
Nay. my dear, it will be a pleasure, for
your sake.
No! for worlds even to themselves, would
these two old ladies acknowledge that they
are right glad of the chance that has come
to them of introducing so beautiful a niece
to the gay world around them, and of ming
ling, even III a subdued and decorous fash
ion, with the anluSementS that for the last
five years they have (most unwillingly, be
it said, but ON the score of age) declined
Il wonder who will be there?" says Moni-
ca, in 4 fresher tone, striving vainly to drown
the hope that IS taking possession of her, a
hope that connects itself with a certain blue
eyed, darl-haired young man, last seen in
boating iiannelS.
''Everybody," says Miss PRISCILLA 1.-THE
entire county. Madam O'Connor may not
be-iS not-there may be certain points
about her-that '-fi0undering hOpelesSly-
Il mean''-with a ruSh-''there are a few
who object to her manners, but her birth is
undeniable, and she has a large fortune;
you must know, my dear, her father was
direct descendant of King O'Toole, and her
husband the head of one of the oldest fami-
lies in Ireland"
is that the old woman who called here
the day before yesterday" asks Terence,
mreyerently. They are all sitting in the
draWing-room, Terence being rather on the
balcony perhaps.
"YpS,-T rnrrnt Won We're not in to receive
her. should have uheu you 10 MAKE ner
acquaintance, Monica, before going to Aghy-
ohilloeg."
"Oh! saw her" says Terence contemptu-
ously. shes got an eye like a lance, and
mans figure. She drove herself, and held
the reins like this, throwing himself into
position.
''If you are going out, Terence, you may
as we'll go at once says Miss Priscilla, with
dignity, pretending neither to hear nor see
him. Whereupon Terence glad parts.
go on auntie," says Monica, slipping
down on a footstool close to Aunt Penelope
and leaning both her arms across the old
lady's knee. 'Who else will be there?'
Yes, tell her everything, Priscilla" says
Miss Penelope, smoothing the girls hail
softly, and feeling a strange thrill OF pleas
Ire IN her heart as she notices the little con