The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1893-09-14
THE NEW YORK GIRL.
Jenny Did Her an Injustice, and
Was Sorry for 1t.


dressing-glass pinning around her neck
the old piece of white lace Aunt Bar
bara had given her.
80 Jenny! l only wish l could goi
wouldn't care what | had to wear"
cried Madge, who, with red flannel
bandage about her throat and bottle
of cough mixture in one hand, sat by
the fire watching her sister. Its just
my luck to be laid up with this horrld
cold"
"And it's just my luck to have to
wear this old blue cashmere" said
Jenny.
al do wonder what the girl from New
York win have onI' and Madge locke d
reflective.
"Madge, You've said that at least
twenty times! OF course she will be
dressed to death She won't lose such
chance as this to show off,
1.-THE street dress she had on yester-
day was perfectly lovely!' said Madge.
'She went by here twice, and had a
good look at her. l only wish l could
see all her clothes. [ might get some
ideas for my own. Find out how long
she is going to stay with Ella Eastman,
Jenny, and co get well acquainted
with her, so you'll have lot to tell me
when you get back"
Indeed shan't! I'm not going to
toady to her for anybody. She is
stuck up enough as it is. If you'd just
seen the way she looked at me when
Ella Eastman introduced US yesterday
in Sills store! Evidently 80 surprised
that Ella should know anyone who
would wear an old waterproof cloak
and carry cotton umbrella. never
will forgive her that look"
Now, Jennie! you're SO sensitive,
you know Perhaps you only imagined
she looked surprised"
"No imagination about it / guess
can see. only wish she weren't going
to be at the party 1t will just spoil it
for me. Now, how does this arrange
ment strike you9" turning for her SIS
ter's inspection,
"Well, You look very nice, consider
ing. don't like that breastpin exact
ly; but of course you're obliged to have
something to hold the lace. ! wish
you had some flowers; they always add
SO much to dress"
FLOWERS! at this time of the year!
and in Westbridge! You might as well
wish had diamonds"
Jenny, isn't it time you were going,
my dear?" called Aunt Barbara's mild
voice from the foot of the back stair
way; and Jenny caught up her water
proof cloak, threw 'fascinator" over
her curly head, and, with parting
glance in the glass, hurried down into
the sitting-room, Madge following with
the lamp.
You look very well-very well, in
deed, said Aunt Barbara.
"Oh! Aunt Barbara! know I'll be
the worst dressed girl there"
Try not to think of your clothes, my
dear, and be SO pleasant that other peo.
pie won't think of them either. You
won't enjoy the party If you let envy
and dlscontent into your heart
Il know-but it isn't always easy to
be pleasant, particularly when one has
to wear thick, dark dress to party.
but it's no use to talk about it. We
can't help being poor, and it's no dis.
grace. Is Huldah ready? I might as
well go out the kitchen way"
Old Huldah, who had lived with Aunt
Barbara for ten years, was waiting by
the kitchen stove, muff1ed in big plaid
shawl and thick black worsted hood.
Jenny didn't like to take the old WON.
an out at night, but her aunt wouldn' t
let her go through the streets alone.
You'd oughter er let me see how you
looked" said Huldah. as they went
along the path leading to the front gate.
amt never seen you dressed out for
a real party"
oh, I'm not worth looking at, HUI.
uah. L haven't any finery, you know,
ana you've seen me in this old blue
cashmere fifty times"
hearn down to the store this
mornln' that that girl that's visitin' to
squire Eastmans had flowers sent all
tne way from New York." said Huldah,
slowly. Come by express. l guess
smell be as fine as fiddle"
oh, OF course" replied Jenny, a lit.
tie sharply. And then they tramped
ON In silence, the hard snow crunching
under their feet. The people in West.
orloge never cleaned off their sidewalks
IN winter; the snow always lay on them
until thawed by the sun.
Dr. Wright's house, where the party
was given, was lighted up from the
ground floor to the attic: and Jennie
ieit quite excited when she saw that
tue steps were covered with carpet, and
.nat the doctors boy, with white cot.
ION gloves on his hands, stood in the
ss sestioule waiting to open the door.
one oade Huldah good night" and rar
nightly up the steps, wondering if, un
oer the circumstances, she ought tc
speak to Tim. She thought it would
haroiy do not to recognize him in some
way as he was Huldah's nephew; SC
sne compromised on little nod, and
'nen hurried up the broad fight ot
e.airs to the second story, in the wake
VI 'nree girls who had gone in just be.
fore her.
ihe doors of the front parlor were