Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1893-08-25

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| ''No, Theo, you haven't"
"Then the more goose you" said
Theo, yawning fearfully. "Do make
haste. Aren't you most through?''
| 'Just through now, darling"
| And Theodore Eveleyn, dismissing
her mother just as she might have dis
missed any hired and pensioned slave,
lay down to her prayerless pillow to
dream of wedding rings and n bridal
altar wreathed with white blossoms.
For she was quite sure of Grant st.
Emil now.
Mamma" called Theo, the next
morning, and Mrs. Evelyn meekly
obeyed the summons, coming from the
back room, where she was busily en-
gagged in ripping apart the breadths of
a rose-colored dress belonging to Theo,
which that young lady had taken a
fancy to have altered. "Mamma, here
are two tickets to the private mas
querade at Mrs. Almy's, with Mr.. ST.
Emips compliments-one for you and
one for me- How ridiculous! The
idea of you at a masquerader'
Mrs Evelyn's face had lighted up
81 should really like to GO for once,
Theo," she said, hesitatingly. 81
have never had an opportunity of see
ing you in society, darling, and"
"Oh, bother!" interrupted Theo,
"as if that made any difference. But
Grant thinks a young lady shouldn't
attend masquerade, of all places in
the world, without her mothers chap
eronage, and suppose 1 must humor
him. What shall 1 personate, NAM
ma? I should like to go as Diana
with her bow and arrows, if you can
squeeze enough money out of papa
for a decent costume"
'T will see what papa can spare
you, love"
"He's awfully stingy of late," OBJ
served Theo, with shrug.
"You shouldn't speak SO of your
papa, Theo," demonstrated Mrs. Eve
lyn. Business is very dull just now,
and our expenses are heavy"
"That's the very reason you
shouldn't be tagging after me to oil
the masquerades in town." grumbled
Theo. ''But I suppose we can't very
well slip aside of it. Any old black
dress and satin domino mask will do
for you"
"Yes," assented Mrs. Evelyn, who
had learned through the long tutelage
of dire experience to think very little
of her own wants and requirements
anything will do for me. :"
''It's such a bore, your going at
all, " muttered Theodore, with ON un-
gracious toss of her beautiful blonde
head. 'I'll teach st. Emil thing or
two when 1 have him safe under my
wing"
Miss Evelyn's costume as that Of
Diana, for the private masquerade
ball, was q decided success. Her sill
ver-green tunic, trimmed with gold
fringe, the fillet that bound her lovely
yellow hair and the Grecian draperies
that revealed even while they hid the
contour of her perfect arms, made her
look even more beautiful than her or
dinary self, and Mrs. Evelyn gazed
with pride upon the transformation
which had been for the most part
wrought over by skillful and industrious
fingers. For poor, harassed Mr. Eve
lyn had absolutely declined to "shell
out, as his daughter gracefully ex-
pressed it.
"It's out of tho question, Mary
utterly and entirely out of the ques-
ton" he had answered when she had
applied to him for "a little money"
81 have to steer carefully to avoid
sheer bankruptcy, and I cannot spare
C single cent from my business just
now!"
SO Mrs. Evelyn, having sold pair
of opal earrings, her husbands gift
in their counting days, to buy the
costly material had herself sat up
night after night, and day after day,
to make the dress which Theodore
loudly declared she must have to ap-
pear as the impersonation of Diana
the Huntress
unseltish reward when she saw how
surprisingly lovely Theodore looked
in the exquisite Greek dress!
Mr.. st. Emil had selected Hamlet"
as his character, and very handsome
he was in the plumed cap and velvet
doublet of the young Prince of Den
mark, but Mrs. st. Emil preferred no
more attractive costume than plain
black silk domino wrapper and mask.
81 am past my acting days." she
said, with a sweet, pleasant laugh
when Theo smilingly demanded why
she, too, was not in character, ''and l
shall derive my greatest pleasure to-
night from watching others!'
Darling mammal" cried Theo,
turning with ostentatious tenderness
toward her mother, ''you see you are
in the fashion after all l tried my
best, Mrs. ST. Emil, to induce this
mother of mine to don q character
dress, but she would not consent. Oh,
Mrs ST. Emil, is it time for the waltz
already? Mamma, if you're quite sure
it wouldn't tire you too much to hold
my bouquet !"
And Theodore foated away on Grant
st. Emifs arm.
Once, during an interval in the
dancing, Grant came to his mothers
side.
'Does she not look beautiful to-
nigbt?"
"Who? Miss Evelyn?"
''Of course. Whom else could /
possibly mean?"
eyes she ia beautifu1. and Won