Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1894-04-05
THE WESTERN EXPRESS.

spoke. his words had the weight o
sense and rarity. But Mrs. Esterhall
the fine old lady who sat erect befor'
the clear, sea-coal fire, was too mucl
excited to consider all this.
"The wife of my son, GuiOn, sale
she, should be lady, born and bre'
not one of those girls w''o have hac
to fight the world until all gentleness
grace and unselfshness is ground ou
of them. No, l can never give my
CONSENT y
The young man smiled slightly.
Mother" said he, "the diamond
itself hardly possesses its true fnan
cial value until the facets are grounc
with much friction.
"Humphl said Mrs. Esterhall
mo one is talking of diamonds"
II may bring her to see you
mother?"
Mrs. Esterhall shook her head.
II have no desire to receive her,
said she. But, Guy, here are the
tickets for Henry Irving tonight
Carrie Chippendale has promised tc
accompany me-of course, you will
be on hand at half-past seven to be
our escort
IF you wish it, mother"
The old lady smiled to herself when
Guion was gone.
"a little management" she thought
"a little judicious frmness, and Guy
will get over this boyish fancy Of his
The idea of shop-girl for my daugh,
ter-in-law-for Mrs. Guion Esterhall
l think the lad must have taken leave
Of his senses !"
And in her secret heart she rejoiced
with an exceeding great rejoicing
when Miss Chippendale arrived thai
evening, in a pale-blue MORE gown
with a glittering necklace around hel
perfect white throat, and bunch o
hot-house roses in her corsage.
"If we are to have private box,
said Miss Chippendale, buttoning the
seventeenth button of her glove, Zone
may as we'll go in full dress, dom
you know
my dear, you are looking lovely,
said Mrs. Esterhall, approvingly.
Miss Chippendale was sort of hu
man camelha japonica-fair, graceful
and serene-with big, expressionles
blue eyes, cherry-red lips, fax-golc
hair, drawn in fluffy crimps over he
forehead, and an unchanging society
smile perpetually lowering arounc
her lips. She had been highly edu
cate1, and she was destined by hel
parents to make a brilliant match
The Chippeniales belonged to thu
sristocracy-that is to say they hac
never done any work and had alway
spent a great deal Of money. An'
Mrs. Esterhall had decided that Car
RE Chippendale was the very wife 70
her son.
If only she could convert Guion t
the same opinion.
Guion Esterhall was exceedingly
courteous to Miss Chippendale tha
evening, but not a whit more so thaI
he was to his own mother. The oil
lady was somewhat disappointed.
But never mind" she said to her
self, lone must have patience.
She went shopping the next day, t
match a shade of Berlin wool, to bu
some lace founces and to decide o
new portieres for her drawing-roor
at Esterhall Manor At one or tw
o'clock she experienced, not hunger
but a lady-like sensation that tire
nature" needed some sort of "swee
restoration.
Il will go into Maricotta's," sh
thought.
Maricotta's was full, as it general
was at that time of day; but present
ly the old lady succeeded in obtainin
seat in curtained angle, where th
waiter took her order for a chicke
salad and a cup of tea. Just the
she heard a clear, low voice on th
other side of the drapery, as a part
settled themselves at reserved tab
Miss Chippendale's soft, well-modr
lated tones.
"Oh, yes, Irving was very fine,
said Carrie. Oysters, please-a boz
stew for one and fritters for two an
three cups of Vienna chocolate, nicel
frothed, waiter-but all the same,
nearly died of ennui. The old LAD
is the most dreadful bore you eve
knew, and Guy is regular pr
Handsome, you know, and very ia
ented, of course; but one don t wal
to be on full-dress parade as to one
! hroinc tho whole time He ism Z ha