Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-08-05
LOYAL.

At the schoolroom window of hand
some house situated in the suburbs of
Boston stood Marion Allyn; there was
pensive look upon her intelligent face
while her expressive eyes gazed long
and anxiously out npon fast deepening
April twilight.
With sigh Marion turned as the
rustic of woman's dress reached her
ear, and her cousin Lillian swept into
the room, her silken skirts trailing
over the carpet.
Il declare, Marion, it's too bad" she
pettishly exclaimed. You promised
to finish draping my skirt as soon as
the children were through their lessons,
and here it is almost dark and you are
wasting your time staring out of the
windowr"
"Oh, Lillian, I am so sorry! I will
60 at once!'
Yes, that is always the way; you are
sorry when 1t Is too late Mamma said
this afternoon that unless you changed
for the better she should send you away
to earn your own living"
Very we'll. Lillian, am ready to 20
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seriously of speaking to uncle about
seeking employment elsewhere. For
year have been an overworked servant
in his house, without even the privilege
of resting when / am tired. At the
worst can certainly earn enough to
olothe myself, and that will save me
the humiliation of wearing your cast
off clothing
AS Marion left the room Lillian sank
into chair more astounded than she
had ever been in her life
Il am glad she is aroused at last"
she thought. Mamma must get rid of
her at once, for do not feel safe while
she is in the house. What if she
and Arnold should meet after all my
scheming for the past year to keep
them apartP Oh. 1t would be too
oruel 1t was brilliant idea to sup.
press that letter. He certainly must
have been crazy to think of marrying a
penniless.girl, and with his position, tool
Well he Is becoming very attentive. and
if manage right I shall be Mrs. Arnold
Gray in the near future"
The draping finished, Marion helped
her beautiful cousin to dress. She put
the finishing touches to the elegant toi-
let, her hands trembling with weari-
ness
Gan I be of more assistance?" she
asked. If not I will go to my room.
My head aches, and I am very tired"
"Yes, you can bring my fan and
gloves down stairs. may want you to
fasten my cloak for me- While you are
here you must make yourself useful"
In utter silence Marion followed her
cousin down to the brilliantly lighted
drawing room, where Mrs. Allyn await
ed her daughter.
MY love. you look charming to-
night" she said. You will captivate
hearts by the score" And mother and
daughter swept from the room without
one kind word for the patient girl who
had served them so faithfully.
Lillian Allyn was the belle of the
ball, and she certainly looked lovely
enough to satisfy any mans idea of
womanly beauty, or so Arnold Gray
thought as he watched the graceful
girl dressed in pink, with clusters of
creamy roses at her corsage and in her
waving golden hair. None knew of
the craft and malice hidden under that
fair exterior.
Making his way through the crowd
he sought her side.
Miss Allyn" he asked, may I dare
hope you have reserved one dance for
me?"
Lillian started as the musical, win
ming tones fell upon her ear. OF all
the men she had ever met this was the
only one who had touched the spoiled,
selfish girls heart. A flush stained her
cheeks as she coquettishly answered:
! Il am No. sure that you deserved to