Nevada County picayune., 1891-09-17

some old trunks of her own mother s to see what she could find suitable to wear to the ball. She came across a beautiful white brocade with tiny pink roscbuds embroidered over it.
 "NOw," she soliloquized, "ths would just suit me made up with 8 little of this boniton lace. Mrs. Hil. dreth will faint with horror at the idea, and say I'll look like my own grandmother. Then perhaps some body will fall in love with my own grandmother. Now, I'll put it on and dance the minuet with some body's grandfather. l wish the some body's grandfather looked like How. arth Oyeralle, the hateful old thing. I'd like the fun of refusing him. Now, Peggy, wait moment. If Mir. Oyeralle should ask you to accom- pany him to Montana and spend a dull existence with an invalid sister and an old mother, would you, after all, refuse. Oh, bother, it's too warm to get into discussions with ones self"
 And doing the sweet, old-fashioned gown up into bundle, Peggy saun- tered down to the village dressmak- CT, and, after leaving there, decided she q just run in and see if Widow Fuckers boy was recovering from slow fever.
 It was q poor little cottage into which Peggy wended her way, and the widow herself looked half-fed.
 II don't believe you've had any dinner today" thought Peggy, "and as you're too proud to ask for it, Ill have to plan"
 "Why don't you take walk while l sit by Jamie and tell him stories ?'' she said, aloud. And, by the way, if you're going by my house just stop in and get my cape, and tell Hannah to give you your dinner. It will save you cooking here"
 The widow gladly went and anus ed herself and Jamie inventing sto- ries.
 While in the middle of one she glanced up and beheld Howarth Overalle standing Tn the doorway with a look of rapt admiration on his face.
 Do you come here often:" was his first remark.
 Never" she replied, while Ja- mics eyes dilated to such an extent one would know she was not telling the truth,
 "What are you here for?" he ask ed.
 My laundry," was the brief re- ply.
 He saw her home through the twi- light, and Peggy after that took more interest than ever than ever in her gown for the Third. <"
 The evening came and with it Jack Leslie for Peggy, and when he saw her he exclaimed;
 "Why, Peggy Hildreth, you lovely little picture! I'm almost tempted to carry you off by main force, you look so beautiful.
 "Well, you nccdn't,' serencly re- marked Peggy, as she gathered her opera cloak around her and let hIm put her into the carriage.
 Words of admiration could be heard from all sides as she entered the hall with her escort. And she did look lovely. The golden curls were gathered on the top of her head and the beautiful brocade was mod crnized. Slippers had been made to match the gown, and although Peg gy took only three boot, she had squeezed her foot into a two, the re- suit being before the evening was half over in one giving way when she was dancing with Capt. Van Leaten.
 "Now," said Peggy, philosophi- cally, "Im finished for dancing. All l can do is to nirt. D
 No such thing" said the cap tain. l shall send for more slip pcrs;" and he was as good as his word.
 When they came Peggy was sur rounded by admirers, and holding up the pretty broken slipper, she sai
 "Now, what do you bid for itE'
 "A box of gloves, " said Jack Les lie.
 1.-Two boxes" said Capt. Van