The free press. (Poplarville, Miss.) 1890-19??, 1893-04-06


Gan artist, Dollie What do YOU
meanw
81 mean a gentleman, mother. He
strayed in by accident three weeks ago
when | was there painting. He has Of
ten been to work there since, and when
ever he comes he gives me really beauti-
fully hints. He has taught me-
Here her mothers attention was dis.
tracted by servant with message, and
Mrs. Mainwaring finished Dollie's sen.
tence for her, "to color, my dear, yes, 1
see that he has taught you to do that"
She was not, however, looking at the
sketch, but at her niece's rosy cheeks.
''He gives you hints about your paint
ing, you say7" continued Mrs. Carnegie,
who had seen nothing of this.
eyes, mother" replied Dolie, rising
to escape as quickly as she could.
"Take care that he is not teaching her
! how to fall in love, said Mrs. Mainwar-
/ ing.
"That child! No."
"That child Yes! Be quick and
stop it."
"I will really will. Just now it is
hard to attend to anything but Evie and
Sir Philip, but when that business is
settled Dolle shall always be with me.
Did you see how he watched Evio at
luncheon2"
"No, I thought he was rather vexed
or disappointed about something"
81 hope not. Evie may perhaps have
been making some of her stupid speeches.
But he loves her, I am sure! am so
happy about it that am not able to
think of anything else" "
$50 it seems" thought Mrs. Main
waring; so she spoke to Dollie herself
and gave her much good advice. From
Dollie she learned that the landscape
painters name was Fleming, that he was
young, good looking and clever, lived in
Edinburgh, was quite gentleman, and
not at all the kind of man that Aunt
Cecilia seemed to imagine.
Two days afterward Aunt Cecilia was
rather unexpectedly summoned home,
but before gong she again spoke to her
sister about the danger of allowing
Dollie to sit for hours sketching in the
glen. Being informed that Dollie had
been forbidden to go there, Mrs. Main
warng advised her sister to assure her.
self that Dollie had understood and was
obeying this order. This Mrs. Carnegie
did, and then once more gave her whole
mind to Sir Philip and Evie. Why did
he not propose2 The day of his departure
was drawing very near.
It came two days earlier than had been
anticipated. A rich old bachelor, uncle
of Sir Philip, who was then in Suudsr-
landshre, despatched this telegram to
him: cam i'll, and must have rest.
Have large party here, and can get
none. Come at once and help me, or l
shall die outright. Why are you so long
in arriving2"
Ten minutes after the telegram came
Sir Philip followed Mr.. Carnegie to the
study-a study in which no book was
ever opened bat that which he had gone
to Bradshaw. Mrs. Carnegie
thought she knew what Sir Philip had
gone to do, and tried to be patient while
she awaited the result.
In a quarter of an hour her husband
came and said; "My dear, have had
great surprise-a very great surprise
it almost amounted to a shock"
"Wnat nonsense, Charles! You must
have known what was coming"
"Why should II You didn't"
"Indeed, did. have known for
ten days that Sir Philip wanted to
marry Evie."
''But he doesn't--it is Dollie."
Il Is !, r
Even if Sir Philip did happen to be in
love with the young daughter he was
still Sir Philip; so, after Mrs. Carnegie
was sufficiently recovered to tit new
heroine into the romance in which she
was so much interested, she sent out
emissaries Ill search of Dollie. NO one
could find her, until at last an under
gardener, being much pressed by Mrs.
Carnegie herself, said, with evident re-
luctance, that Miss Dollie might, per
haps, he tholgb., be painting IN Lady
well Wood.
To reach this wood a corntield had to
be traversed, and just as Mrs. Carnegie
was half across it she saw Dollie III the
distance, bidding farewell to gentle
man with sketching bag on his back.
The unhappy lady stopped short IN nor
ror. "This must" she thought, "pe
that odious artist Cecilia Mainwarlng
was so afraid of. How can Doilie dare
to see him, when have forbidden herf'
"Dollie," she exclaimed, "th's IS
shameful! / have been trusting you all
this time, and you, it seems, have been
breaking your word!
"Oh, no, have not! have not been
near tho glen, and have never seen Mr..
Fleming until this morning! Don't LOOK
like that, mother, l AN speaking inc
truth, was on my way to tell you all
about it," :,
"Tell me nothing of that klno!
want to know nothing.
"But you must know. motner-you
will be forced to know. MIR. Fleming
has asked me to marry him, and nave