The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-05-17

sett 81 Rosewaters, In New Bond street
you know the shop, ON the right hand
side as you go up''
'sOh, go on, Dick, go on--never mind
where ii is-how much did you get for
themT'
sTm coming to that; keep cool, dear
mamma. Well, went in and l saw the
manager, and / said, 4 want you to
make these up into horseshoe scarfpin
for me.
You said thatl you never tried to sell
one' Oh, Dick, you are too provokingw
Hold on, mater, haven't done yet.
So the manager-a very gentlemanly
person, rather thin on the top of the
head-not that that affects his business
| capacities, for, after alp"
Dick, do you want to drive me fran
| ticg'
81 can't conceive any domestic occur
renee which would be more distressing
| or generally inconvenient, mother dear
| You do interrupt fellow SO. forget
where was now-oh, the managerial,
| yes. Well, the manager said: We shall
be very happy to have the stones made
up in any design You may select jewel
| ry, by the way, seems to exercise a most
refining influence upon the manners
this man had the department. of a duke
you may select, he said; but, Of course,
need not tell you that none of these
stones is genuine.
Not genuinep' cried Aunt Margarine
excitedly. "They must be-he was "
iugp
West End jewellers never he," said
Dick; "but, naturally, when he said that,
told him should like to have some
proof of his assertion. will you take
the risk of testing? said he Test away,
my dear mani' said l. So he brought
little wheel near the emerald whizzl
and away went the emerald. Then he
let a drop Of something fall on the ruby
land it fizzled up for all the world Like
pink champagne. Go on. Don't mind
met | told him; SO he touched the dia-
mond with an electric wire-phiti and
there was only something that looked
like the ash Of shocking bad cigar;
then the pearls-and they popped like so
many air balloons. Are you satisfied?
he asked oh, perfectly said l; you
needn't trouble about the horseshoe pin
now. Good evening" And SO / came
away, after thanking him for his very
amusing scientific experiments. +"
.sAnd do you believe that the jewels
are all shams, Dick; do you, reallyg"
II think it SO probable that nothing
on earth will induce me to offer single
one for sale. I should never hear the
nctr, OF 1Ne., l. n
little Priscilla's sparkling conversation
may be unspeakably precious from a
moral point of view, but it has no com
mercial value-those jewels are bogus,
shans, every stone Of thesni"
Now, all this time our heroine had
been sitting unperceived in a corner be-
hind a window curtain, reading ''The
Wide, Wide World, a work which she
was never weary of perusing. Some
children would have come forward ear
Her, but Priscilla Yves never forward
child, and she remained as quiet as a lit
tie mouse mp to the moment when she
could control her feelings no longer.
sit isn't trnel" she cried passionately,
bursting ont of her retreat and confront
ing her cousin. sits cruel and unkind
to say my jewels are sharns They are
real-they are, they areF
'Hullo, Prissier said her abandoned
cousin. $50 you combine jewel drop
ping with eavesdropping, elYs
How dare your cried Aunt Margar-
inc, almost beside herself; lyon odious
little prying mink, setting up to teach
your elders and your betters, with your
cut-and-dried priggish maximsi When
think how | have petted and indulged
you all this time, and borne with the.
abominable litter you left in every room
you entered-and now TO find you are
only little, conceited, hypocritical inn
postor-oh, why haven't words to ex-
press my contempt for such conduct?
Why am dumb at such a moment as
this?n
"Come, mother" said her son, sooth-
ingly, "that's not such a bad beginning
Il should call it fairly fluent and ex-
pressiye myself"
'sBe quiet, Dick. I'm speaking to this
wicked child, who has obtained our love
and sympathy and attention on false
pretenses, for which she ought to be put
In prison-yes, in prison-for such
heartless trick on relations who can Ill
afford to be SO cruelty disappointed" I
"But. aunti" expostulated moor Pris-
ella, You Always said you only KEEP
the jewels as souvenirs, and that it did
yon SO much good to hear me talkr'
s'Don't argue with me, missl If had
known that the stones were wretched,
tawdry limitations, do you imagine for
an Instant
''Now, mother" said Dick, ''be fair.
They were uncommonly good limitations.
You must admit thatl'
Indeed, indeed, thought they were
real. The fairy never told mey'
after ALL" said Dick, its not Pris-
elias fault. She can't help it if the
stones aren't real, and she made up for
quality by quantity anyhow, didn't you,
! PrissieY'
Hold your tongue, Richardl She
could help it. She knew it all the time,
and she's hateful, sanctimonious little
stuck up viper, and SO tell her to her
faceln
Priscilla could scarcely believe that
kind, indulgent, smooth spoken Aunt