The Penn's Grove record., 1894-01-19

~csgouette was, by Mrs. Carnegie,
orders, at the door, the baskets put 10.
aud Mrs. Carnegie in the breakfast room
Worrying her sister, Mrs. Msinwsring,
by assurances that the girls would make
them late, as usual.
'.Dollie was ready half an hour ago.
said Mrs. Mainwsring. ~ saw her in
the hail."
"Dolly is not going with US. ! dom
often take her OFT. It wouldn't be fail
to the two Others"
s.But it is not fair to Dollie to leave
her SO much at home. She has not gone
out with us once since I came"
"Don't distress yourself about Dollie
she is quite happy"
allow does she make herself sol"
"Oh! 1 don't know. We are going to
/ so late. Size gardens, she sketches,
she does all kinds Of things. don't
think she milks the COWS. but she eer-
tainly feeds the chickens"
"Oh, Letitia!'
"Wby do you say, 'Oh, LetitIa;'
ought l to know whether she milks the
SONb VI uOtt-
-"You ought to know Q great deal
more about her than you do. There is
such a thing as getting tired OF garden
Jag and feeding the chickens"
"Yes, l know, but that hasn't hap
pened to Dollie yet, and you see going
out is so much more important to tire
other girls. Just think, Esie is twenty
six and Agnes is only Q yesr younger"
s'But Dollie is twenty-one."
San age when amusement is not I'M
palatable."
"My dear, you worry me. l must do
my duty to the eldest-but l wish they
would come"
sand while you are marrying them
DoIlie will marry herself, and probably
not to your liking. In a fairy tale she
would fall in love with the gardener,
who would. of course, be the kiug's son
in the ample and effectual disguise oil q
shabby coat and cap; in real life, she
may perhaps give her poor little a!tec-
tons to some photographer from Gas
cow, who is taking a holiday at the
Blue Bonnet"
.oh, Ceciliai Dollic is not a girl of
that kind. She is as good as gold. aud
perfectly bidable, and she shall 20
everywhere when EVE gets engaged.
Has it struck you that Sir Philip IS in
love with Evie2 1 sm almost certain that
he is, and 1 am delighted. Oh. here the
girls come. How charming they both
lockl"
Mrs. Mainwaring, who had SO lately
scen Dollie in her plain morning dress,
looking like a sweet flower refreshed by
the dews OF heaven, did not particularly
admire the two tailor clad girls who wero
playing at being in the country. They
were pretty, but worn out and faded by
q long LoGdon season, and yet they had
only come North to recover strength to
60 through another.
TEey had no liking for scenery unless
1t were accompanied by a large amount
of human interest, and while they trod
the heather pinned to have the London
pavement beneath their feet again and
London shops before their eyes.
sAnd what have you been doing this
afternoon, Dollie2" asked Mrs. Main.
warlng at tea time.
Doilie b.ushed (her aunt thou sht be-
cause it was SO unusual for anyone to
take any interest in her employments),
and said, "sketching in the glen, aunt. "
"Aud you had a dull little luncheon
all alone by yourself, in that great din
ipg-roomf'
tsNo, l was working so hard that ]
could not spare time to come in. ate
all the bread / had taken with me to rub
out with. l wish you would come to
the glen, aunt; it is so pretty"
''Dear child, l ain much too old to
scramble. May l see your sketchf"
Dollie brought it. Her mother looked
at it, too, and was startled at its merit.
..Why, Dolliei" she exclaimed, ''you
have improved wonderfully That bit
in the eft.hand corner is excellent"
Again Dallie colored. 81 had soms
help there, mother" she said, ''au artist
who comes to the glen sometimes"
"An artist, Do,lie! What do you
meant"
al mean a gentleman, mother. Re
strayed in by accident three weeks ago
when l was there painting. He has Of
ten been to work there since, aud whea-
ever he comes he gives me really beiuti-
fully hints. He has taught me-
Here her mothers attention was dis
tracted by a servant with a message, and
Mrs. Mainwsring finished Dollie's sen
tence for her, $50 color, my dear, yes,
see that he has taught you to do thui'
She was rot, however, looking at the
sketch, but at her niece's rosy cheeks.
''He gives you hints about your paint
ing, you sayf' continued Mrs. Carnegie,
who had seen nothing of this.
"Yes, mother" replied Dollie, rising
70 escape as quickly as she could.
'sTake care that he is not teaching hcr
how to fall in love, said Mrs. Mainwar'
ing.
tsThat child No."
"Ihat childi Yesi Be quick and
stop it."
~ will really will. Just now it il,
Lsrd b attend to anything but Evie aud
Sir Philip, but when that business il
settled Dollie shall always be with me-.
bid you SEQ how he watched Evio al
luneheon3"
mo, l thought he was rather vexed
yr disappointed about something"
az hope not. EVE may perhaps have
been making some of her stupid speeches.
Gut he loves her, I am surei / am SO
happy about it that I am not able to
think of anything else"
$50 it seems" thought Mrs. Main.
vagiug; so she spoke to Dollie herself
and gave her much good advice. From
Dollie she learned that the landscape
painters rsme was Fleming, that he was
soung, good looking spd eleysE, LIVED IN