Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1893-05-21

which perhaps she was gustlneu III HIS
taking fer tender benevolence.
How pretty Kenny looked sweetiThere
might be girls at the courtly functions
bearing themselves with q prouder mein
and possessed Of more finely chiseled
features, but the bright rose tint In the
rounded cheek before her and the shine
in Henny's dewy ayes were not TO De
met with in every London square.
Henry was arrayed in pure white.
That suited her. She had always
known that the dress Of a deoutante
would suit her: and yet it was not alto
| gether vanity which thrilled hrough
the silly child's veins. l scarcely know
! what il was. Perhaps a sense or sue
cess and achievement was the predomi-
mating sensation OF that ~pertinacious
little soul. For so long had she set this
! thing before her ayes as a thing to be
desired. that the original fancy a been
lost sight Of altogether In the magnited
and distorted vision which had taken It's
place. Il.
Her cousins laughed at her. What
did she expect, they wondered. DID she
expect to drop her glass slipper-it
really had glass upon Invite glass
beads worked on the satin-did Kenny
expect to "cast'' 1t somewhere or other
In the palace, and be summoned back,
Cinderella-like, by a gay and deeply In
fatuated young prince, whose throne
she should presently share?
Did she already behold a diadem a K
ing the place of her white plumes and
tulle veil? Henry laughed back. No,
she expected nothing of the kind; but
she wanted TO see what others saw, TO
go where others went, TO sit in long
lines OF carriages, bedecked behind her
bouquet, as other girls sat on Drawing
Room days; to read her name In the
Presentation list the mex morning as
other girls read theirs.
When Mrs. B~rackenbury came In and
| handed over to her charge the cards on
which were legibly inscribed, Miss
Henrietta West, by Mrs. Brackenbury,"
underneath the magic words, For Pre-
sentation," q mist swan before Henny's
eyes.
"Yon must take care Of those, my
love-" cried her aunt gaily. Don't
lose them. They are your
passport for the day, you know.
One you must surrender in the outer
corridor before we reach the sitting room
aDd the other just as you enter the roy
al presence"
Dear auntie, shall l aver be able to
think Of it then?"
didn't" put in Ethel.
" You-didn't?' Two liquid orbs,
open to their fullest extent, stared
round at the speaker.
"Oh, don't look so fierce" said
| Ethel, laughing. Nothing awful tran
spired. 1t was simply taken from me-
instead OF being offered by me. The
| Lord Chamberlain is quite accustomed
to that sort OF thing from us girls"
{" Is he? And does he tell you what
to do? And where to go? And to cour'
tesy? And, oh, dear, shall ] ever know
whether l an to kiss tue Queens hand
or only bow TO the Princess?'
Long before You reach that fearful
moment :" said Ethel, laughing again,
''you will have heard all about it on
every side. For your comfort, however,
l may tell you that the Queen is safe to
have departed long before you ever get
within range of the Throne Room
She never stays now above half an
hour or so-if that
"Then IL will only be the courtes y
Kenny Frightened. But just fancy II
I should try to kiss the Princess hand
suggested she, her spirits, which had
been m%omenarlly subdued, again rising
as before.
at will bother you to do that, re-
piled her cousin. MRS. Brackenbury
had rustled off again.) "You would
have TO swOop upon it and make a grab
aud scoop it up and then it would be a
tussel between you and her. The
Princess hand is there 10 hold her fan
and her bouquet just as your own is,
not TO be ~slobbered over by ignorant
country cousins who know no better"
"Well, Ishall be glad when it is over, "
sighed Henry. who was now beginning
TO feel the effects of a sleepless night
and no breakfast. 4" do like going tre-
mendously-butI shall like coming away
| still better. Oh, l can't eat any sand
witches, thank you. And sherry-oh!'
with a shudder of disgust. 81 never
touch wine, you know, Aunt Julia; it
would make me quite sick; 1t would, in
deed. Well, il some one will feed me.
will try to eat one sandwich. Please,
! Ethel; are my gloves stretched, and
have you tried the buttons? And oh,
Ethel, don't you think my feathers
might be a little lower? Must all three
be so very high? The maids want to
see me, do they? Oh, but, Ethel, dc
they know?" aside in a lower tone.
would they think it %funny?"
"Oh, they only think there was no
time TO get another"
But Ethel. that was not quite true,
was it?" uneasily. "I-oh, they are
here. Let them come, in then?"
" Yes, Ethel's dress fits me beauti-
fully, does it not?" to the admiring
circle. 1t is so kind Of her to lend it
to me. You have all seen it before,
haven't you? You see," said Henry,
honestly, ga presentation dress is so ex-
pensive that / could not have afforded
one for myself,s so l should never have
gone il Ethel had not offered me the
loan OF hers"
1t was the little touch Of honesty
which saved Kenny. l really believe in
my own mind that n little effort to-
wards truth is often the means Of break
ing down a whole structure OF shams.
All at once a new aspect Of the scene
before her stood revealed; all at once 1t
seemed that she discerned the paltri-
ness, the littleness, the selfish short
sightedness Of the whole proceeding on
which she had embarked. There she
stood, trlcked out in borrowed inery,
deceiving her parents, a%ffronting her
lover. throwing away what might prove
to have been her happiness for life-and
far what? A bubble. She was barter